Chapter 348 - See you later hermano. (1/2)
Our little gun class continued because the two tried to shoot with their other hand but failed miserably. Well, it was their first time so it was understandable. Mr. Cuervo brought a couple of cans of ammo and he asked us to help with reloading some of the magazines so they could practice. However, I stopped him before we continued.
”What? What's wrong hermano?” Mr. Cuervo looked at me.
”Do you have a different caliber to use or something a little more… less? That's .50 AE bullets you know. I know you're f.u.c.k.i.n.g rich but those are still expensive and they would run out sooner than you think.” I advised.
”Oh, right. I have a f.u.c.k ton of them though. How about a .450 Marlin?”
”No.”
”.454 Casull?”
”No.”
”.45-70 government?”
”You also have a Magnum Research BFR?”
”Yeah.”
”No.”
”What?! Then how about a .460 S&W Magnum?”
”No.”
”.480 Ruger?”
”No.”
”.500 S&W Magnum?”
”F.u.c.k no.”
”.600 Nitro Express?”
”What?! You even have that?! No! Try something like a 9mm or a .45 ACP.”
”What?! Those tiny f.u.c.k.i.n.g bullets? I'm a man-” I cut him off.
”I use f.u.c.k.i.n.g 9mm.” I said with an annoyed tone.
”Oh- I didn't mean to hermano I-” I cut him off again.
”I don't know why you're bent on using high caliber rounds but you need to tone down this machismo thing you got going on. Even a .22 could kill anyone as long as you do it right.” I said.
He was giving me a pensive expression and he finally decided to switch with his engraved silver Colt 1911.
”Of course… I apologize on his behalf, Mr. Browning...” I thought to myself.
They continued to practice and he let Ilya borrow his gold AK-47. Ilya was cackling laughing the whole time he was using it and even Tatiana declined even if she was a bit excited to try it. I taught them as much as I could not only on pistols given the time frame.
When we got to rifles, I almost lost it when Mr. Cuervo brought out his AR-15 under the table. Kaley was also surprised but it seemed that she wasn't interested.
It was an AR-15 but the upper receiver is different.
More than different.
It was belt-fed. It was using the Fightlite MCR AR Upper.
Not gonna lie, I was ecstatic when I saw it but bringing a f.u.c.k ton of linked rounds would be too heavy on the arms if you're waving it around for a time. I saw Mr. Cuervo looking at me, waiting if I would comment on it but his mustache was quivering with excitement.
”What do you think hermano? Manly eh? This 5.56s here is 500 in total!” he proudly lifted it up.
”Well, if you don't want to reload, that's the way to go...” I replied helplessly.
I was already impressed that he pulled out something chambered in 5.56 and not something like a .338 Lapua Magnum or a .50 BMG so I let the matter go this time. Despite the things they need to know more about guns and how to operate them, he could shoot and handle recoil well. Kaley was giving pointers from her own experience to Cynthia and we spent the rest of our time here right until noon. I shot a few rounds myself and I picked up all of the casings littered on the floor after.
Cynthia was about to excuse herself and was about to ask Kaley and Tatiana to accompany her in packing all of her stuff. She already packed her guns here though Mr. Cuervo added a few more to bring with her before she went up. He placed a few more handguns inside her case and brought out several cans of different kinds of ammo for her to bring back to my place. When we were cleaning up, Mr. Cuervo also excused himself so that he could bring his kids and his wife here for lunch. I asked him if I should prepare something but he declined and told me to just wait here because his wife would be cooking.
Ilya and I were the only ones left.
”Hey, you're really letting me stay here?” Ilya asked.