Frag Out! Magazine
Issue link: https://fragout.uberflip.com/i/1528235
swamp. Actually walking in the swamp is addictive, and you have to be both limber and very careful not to submerge to the top of your head. I shoot a few targets, then reach the end of the first shooting lane and...make a mistake that costs me an aborted run on that track. A debriefing from the judges, for which I thank you very much (!), and I return like a dunce to the rest of my squad. There is a lesson and a lesson for the future. I wait for a few more colleagues to complete their runs, after which we go to dispose of wet clothes and footwear. We have enough time until the start of the next track that we also mana- ge to clean our mud- and water-stained weapons. The next track is the "SAFE ZONE." This time we start with a shotgun: there is a lot of sheet metal and a Texas star target to beat. The more hits we get, the more magazines we will have for bonus shooting with an AR provided by one of the spon- sors. My automatic states right at the beginning that it will not cooperate with me today, but I manage to take down all the plates by reloading it manually. I finish the shotgun, do a quick tug-of-war with the weighted rope, take the magazines for the AR, hit the bonus points on the second shot and run to the track next to it. There I am faced with jumping on the roofs of cars and shooting with a weak hand, jumping on through the roof into the interior of a bus, lugging a heavy dummy from the bus to the tent, and there shooting the gun in unfavorable light conditions and, to top it off, in the obligatory dark glasses of glasses. The heart rate jumps, adrenaline flows, but manages to fi- nish the whole track! I'm mega happy, because after a stint in the swamp my motivation dropped, but Safe Zone made the strength and desire for the rest of the competition was still there. REPORT