A story has come out about the OzCop who is supposed to have shot and killed one of the Muslim terrorist assholes, ending at least that one’s participation in the fun and games.
Some salient facts: the gun was a Glock (model unknown), and the guy took his shot from just under 50 yards and dropped the dirtbag.
That’s some good shooting, or else just very lucky. (That’s why we shooters concentrate on shooting 3- or 5-shot groups: do it once, fine; do it again, good; do it five times, now we’re talking. Consistency takes luck out of the equation.) Consider the pic:
Couple of comments: Note that Our Hero did two things that helped him: he took cover behind a hefty tree, and used the trunk as a rest. (If he’d made a 50-yard kill shot offhand, I’d have to go with a 60% luck factor unless he was a highly proficient handgunner with maybe some competition experience.)
As for the tree, it’s a well-known fact that a thick tree trunk will stop the vast majority of calibers, and as anyone will tell you, if you’re going up against a hostile shooter, cover is essential because the less of you he can see, the better chance you have of surviving.
Anyway, all’s well that ends well. It’s just too bad the other asshole wasn’t shot and killed as well.
Good on ya, lad to the OzCop. I see he has grey hair and is wearing glasses. Perhaps there is hope for me yet.
About those tree trunks. Umm, yeah. Obvious lesson (nearly) driven home. Subtitle: My guardian angel deserved a raise. So back in my early college days, I paid a visit to my Uncle’s ranch where I had lived during high school, in the sage brush and juniper of far northern California. I spent much of my spare time in high school hunting furry varmints on foot with my Remington Model 581.
On this particular visit, I decided to go afield armed with my 36 caliber 1851 Navy repro percussion revolver, carried in a western style gun belt and holster. To borrow a line, “I know what you’re thinkin'”. Allow me a brief preface. I recall two stories from my high school days of lads who ownd Ruger single six’s, and while attempting the western fast draw thing, managed to shoot themselves. Fortunately, neither wound was fatal or permanent.
The above was on my mind as a squared off against a menacing Juniper tree at about 15 yards. With a deliberate effort to be slow and smooth, I drew and fired. A hit, and almost dead center. That soft lead round ball penetrated the tree exactly half the ball’s diameter, then came whizzing back past my right ear.
Note to self: That was pretty fukin’ stupid.
Most Australian uniformed police officers carry a Glock 19 as standard issue.
Plainclothes officers may carry a Glock 26 or Glock 19, but special duties police have access to a variety of handguns depending on their role.
The SWAT equivalent in Oz states are better armed than combat soldiers.