Luna's Marine

Chapter VI

Shooting

Hartman’s House

3:45 PM

Warning: Firearms will be in this chapter. There will be detailed information on the weapons and the second amendment will be advocated. If you’re a fan of The Young Turcks you will not like this chapter. Anti-gunners you have been warned.

P.S. if you don’t like guns and say there nothing but death machines. Piss off and leave The U.S.

Hartman walked through the door followed by Luna. Chavez wasn’t back yet so Luna turned back into her alicorn self. She used her magic to help Hartman with his yard work. She manly helped pull weeds and cut the grass. After they were done they were tied and sweaty. Luna transformed back into her human form. She put a black bikini that showed a lot of cleavage. Hartman took his shirt off some time ago.

He laid down under a tall oak tree were a blanket has been laid out by Luna. Luna followed him under the tree. She laid down next to him and put her head on his sweaty chest. “Don’t lay on me Luna, I’m all sweaty.” Luna put her arm under her head. She used her free hand to rubbed Hartman’s tattoos.

“Why do humans get these?” She stopped at a tattoo of a M16 that was right above Hartman’s elbow.

Hartman thought for a minute, “Well there’s a lot of reasons why. For one, it can be a way of remembering something or someone, like the tattoos on my back.” He patted a cross on his left shoulder. “Others can show religion.” Then he went to his fore arm witch had semper-fi on it. “Others show friendship. This one I got right after basic training with four other guys. We got this one because on matter what we will always be loyal to each other.” He then went to his right shoulder witch had the eagle globe and anchor. “I got this one when I realized what the Marines meant to me.”

Luna touched each tattoo. She stopped at the Marine Corps Emblem, “What does it mean to you?”

“To protect and serve my country. To protect people I don’t even know. Not just people in the U.S., if I see someone in harm’s way who don’t deserve it. I protect people not because I have to. I protect people because it’s the right thing to do.”

Luna eye widen, she hugged Hartman tight “that I’m going to integrate that into the Equestrian Guard.”

Hartman pat’s Luna’s backs, “come on lets head inside. The basement is ice cold.” They get up and start walking back to the house. “One last thing” Hartman became a lot more serious.  “I need to teach you how to defend yourself when the time comes.”

They entered the house and made their way into the basement. “What do you mean?” They started down the basement stairs.

Hartman flipped the light switch on. “You’re Princess Luna. If anyone found out they’ll try something. If there a brony, they’ll worship you. If there a, person who wants power by any means, they’ll cage you.” Hartman was clearly getting angry at the thought. “Drug you, test you, and dissect you just to see how your magic works… I will never let that happen!” He shouted the last part. Luna gave him a sympathetic look. “That’s why The U.S. has the second amendment. To protect ourselves from each other… and from a tyrannical government.”

The basement looked like a living room, only there was a pool table, couches and a very big TV. At the end of the room are two large gun safes. Hartman made his way to the safes. He unlocked it and pulled out an AR-15 an AK-47 and a Springfield Armory XD 45. He made shore they were unloaded. He picked Up the AR, “This is a, AR-15. It shoots .233 Remington or a 5.56x45mm bullet.” Hartman held up the 5.56 round and handed it to Luna.

Luna expected the round, “this weapon looks like the one you had when we first met.”

“It’s similar. That was a M4, the difference between that one and mine is that one is a select fire rifle.” Hartman went on to explain firearm safety. Then, the difference between the two rifles. He went on to compare his rifle with a mil-spec rifle, and that he would rather have his rifle than a military one. His rifle could with stand more torment because he has a piston driven AR.  Which yes has its own problems, but it can run dry and there easier to clean. Plus his rifle looks as sexy as Luna. But Hartman would never say that to Luna.

Then he showed her his AK-47. He showed her the differences Between the AR and the AK. The biggest one is the round it fires. The AK shoots a 7.62x39mm. He said the AK has a piston in it too but it’s more reliable because the parts has more space between them. Unforchantly that makes them less accurate. He then showed her how to load the rifles and how to field strip them.

He picked up the XD 45. He showed her how to load the weapon. He explained the mechanics of the hand gun and how it worked on the recoil pushing the slide back to extract the expend casing and load in a fresh round. Then he went on to explain the striker fire system of the XD and all of the safety fetchers of the weapon, to the striker indicator on the back to the chamber indicator on the top by the extracting port.

Hartman grabbed a lot of loaded magazines and ear plugs. (And for you gun “experts”, magazines can stay loaded for a long period of time and the springs will not ware out. It’s the loading, shooting then reloading the magazines that weakens the springs.) They made their way to Hartman’s back yard. As Hartman was setting up targets Chavez drove up the drive way to see Luna holding an unloaded AK-47.

She jumped out of the car and started to run towards Luna to take the firearm. Hartman stopped her midway, “Relax, I’m teaching her how to shoot.” Chavez looked at the firearm on the table, she took note of each one.

“No shotgun Hartman what are you doing?” She picked up the XD and looked down the sights. “Where’s your gun safe at?”

Hartman points at the house, “In the basement the safes should be open.” She put down the weapon and went down and about five minutes later she came back with a 12 gage Remington 870 tactical. “Do you think Kate can handle that?”

Luna was offened by that, “What’s so bad about that?” She pointed to the shotgun.

Hartman took it from Chavez’s hands and checked if it was loaded. It was. “I’ll show you.” The two marines put ear plug in.

Luna was confused about this, “why are you putting those in your ears?”

Hartman smiled ‘does she not remember what happened when we first met?’ Against his better judgment he shouldered the weapon and sent three rounds of buck shot down range. He lowered the weapon and smiled at Luna who was covering her ears. “And that is how a shotgun works.” Luna looked at him like she was going to kill him.

She walks up to him and slaps him leaving a nice red mark on her cheek. “My ears are ringing now you ass!” she took the spare pair of ear plugs and began to put them in.

Hartman was rubbing his cheek, “Is assaulting me going to become a regular thing or is it only going to be on special occasion?” Luna slapped him again. “Jesus, if you’re this abusive to me now. What would happen if we had sex?” This caused Luna’s face to redden. She turned away from the marines, she muttered something about biting horns.

Chavez broke the silence, “Ok let’s get shooting, I’ll take the AK, Hartman you show Kate how to use the hand gun.” They did as they were told Chavez shot the target with the buck shot in it.

Hartman handed Luna the weapon and did the macho guy showing his girl how to shoot by getting behind her and grabbing her hands, you know. “Put your foot here, bend your left arm.” Luna complied, “line the back sight with the front. Once you’re lined up put your finger on the trigger and squeeze. Aim for the center of the target, and breathe.”

Luna waited for a few seconds. She fired the weapon. She was only two inches from the bull’s eye. “Damn, I missed.” Luna pouted. Hartman took the weapon from her hand.

“Luna that was great!” Hartman Looked at Hartman. “You’re a natural shot. You just need to practice.” Luna smiled at that, “most people who first start needs to practice for months sometimes years to shoot like that. Watch me because tomorrow will work on double taps and reflex shooting at the end if I think you’re ready.” Hartman razed the weapon and double tapped his target, Luna’s and Chavez’s twice in about 11 seconds.

Chavez was upset of that because he messed up her tight grouping. After a small grudge match between the marines, witch Hartman won. He went on to teach Luna to shoot the AR and the shotgun. After two hours of shooting they went into eat dinner. At the dinner table Hartman said that once Luna was done with learning how to shoot, they’ll go and buy her an AR and a Handgun of her choice of course. The rest of the night Luna and Hartman talked about the pistol caliber debate.