# Ch.17: MICHAEL BAAAY!
After trying out the rifles,
the foxes got to trying out some more exotic weaponry.
F5: Ok, I'll be honest. All of my muscles hurt now.
G: Don't push yourself, Frank. It's fine if you rest for a while.
J: Yeah, we're not gonna do much right now, just test the explosives.
F5: What!? I'm in!
J: Heh, sucker.
G: Have any of you tried-
J: Let's assume not. As funny as the fireworks would be,
I wouldn't like mopping up their insides.
F4: Wait, what?
G: Alright. 'B', you're better with this than me.
Z: Here are some high-power smoke grenades, stun grenades, frag grenades,
Mk47s, MGLs, M120s, and some RPG-7s. We also have some other explosives.
G: I don't think these things belong on the range.
Z: You're right about that, we should go to the deck.
I will prepare some camouflage.
Then they hit the deck. Zack had set up a huge tent so they wouldn't be seen.
No launcher better than the RPG-7 has ever been invented, fight me.
Z: I modified the warheads so they won't scratch the deck,
but the recoil should be the same.
J: Well, they aren't supposed to be shot, so duh.
F6: What about that RPG thingy? Doesn't it shoot rockets?
J: No, it just makes a huge blast in the back to counter the recoil.
Nobody stand behind it or you'll get your faces blown off.
And don't back it up against a wall!
F1: Understood, sir.
Z: We will be dealing with the grenades first.
They all follow the same ring-and-lever mechanism.
F2: So I can just grab-
J: DON'T TOUCH!
A tentacle smacked F2's hand before she could grab the frag grenade.
F2: Ow!
F3: Weren't we supposed-
J: NOT. YET.
Z: *ahem*, this one is a sulfamic acid smoke grenade.
It's one of the safer ones, so you should start with it.
G: I don't think that "acid" and "safe" go in the same sentence.
F4: W-what do you mean?
J: Basically, if you inhale the smoke, your lungs will corrode from the inside,
so don't.
F5: I'll take note of that.
G: Couldn't you at least give them some gas masks?
Z: Those would take a while to design, so the training would be delayed.
J: Ugh, just use the rocket candy ones.
F2&F6: Candy?
J: No, it's not edible.
F2&F6: Awww...
Zack swapped out the smoke grenades.
J: Ok, for real this time.
Z: To use these grenades, you should hold them like this and pull the ring.
Z: The moment that you stop holding the lever, it will come off and
the countdown will start, so you should throw the grenade.
Z: After around three seconds, it will activate.
If it is an explosive, you should take cover.
F5: Well, duh!
J: If that was obvious, we wouldn't be teaching you idiots.
You act like every jarhead stereotype combined.
I bet that you would eat crayons if given the chance.
F1: I think that I remember doing that.
F2: What? Me too!
F6: Maybe I once replaced the glue with egg when baking cookies.
Does that count?
J: *INHALE*
F4: ('O_O;)
J: *Exhale*
F4: (U_U)
F3: What's a jarhead anyways?
F4: ('O_O;)
J: ...You.
F4: U_U
J>F4: STOP MAKING SILLY FACES!
F4: Y-YES, SIR!
Then they started throwing the grenades.
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Due to safety reasons, they had to do it one at a time.
Overall, they didn't catch flak or inhale any funny gases, which is good.
Then they started trying out the grenade launchers.
Z: Alright, we modified the Mk47's to also be wieldable like rifles.
You may want to use the tripods this time.
F2: Awww! Can't you just catch me again?
J: Push your luck one too many times and I'll let you hit the floor.
G: You may want to shoot while kneeling. You know, for the recoil.
You should kneel with your dominant leg and keep the other one like normal,
then place your non-dominant elbow on your non-dominant knee.
F2: Wait, what's my dominant side?
G: The one you use most?
F2: But I use both sides about the same!
J: Then stick to your right. End of story.
F2: ...Ok.
The grenade launchers weren't as risky,
since the grenades could explode at a longer distance.
The HEDP ULTRARRAPE grenades sure were a danger for the targets, though.
J: Now, for my favourite thing, RPGs.
Z: We never got to use one of these.
J: And I'm here to change that!
J: Observe, kittens.
Some tentacles loaded a missile, aimed, and pulled the trigger.
One of the test mannequins was disintegrated.
J: Nice.
F3: Did you say kittens? I don't particularly feel like a cat.
F6: Your eyes look like a cat.
F4>3: What? Oh, it's true!
F4>F6: Yours also look like a cat!
J: All of you have slit irises, stop taking jokes literally!
F3: Why call us kittens then?
J: Because you are all immature, fragile, and FUCKING WHINY!
F2: Well, I don't think I'm whiny at all!
F5: Me? Act like a toddler?
F6: Meow?
They kept yapping. He really felt like he had a bunch
of kittens constantly meowing at their mother.
J: Ughhh...
G: You're stressing 'A' here. Could you please quit the banter?
Z: Focus on the task at hand. You're also getting on my nerves.
F1: We had to try using an RPG?
Z: Correct.
Z: Rocket launchers have the advantage of shooting straight.
We will be using tandem-charge HEAT missiles
since they have excellent armour penetration.
F2: What?
Z: No, Seriously, I'm also reaching my limit.
Rocket go big boom make deep holes.
F2: I didn't mean to annoy you! Can I make it up somehow?
Z: Stop asking so many questions. I'm not an encyclopaedia.
G: Guys, could you try being more reasonable?
J&Z: No.
G: Fine. Folks, please keep the commentary to a minimum until dinner, alright?
F6: Sure.
They tried the rocket launchers. Really not a big deal.
Z: Next up are the mortars. Due to space constraints,
we can't really fire them, but I'll show you the procedure.
Zack handed some papers to the foxes.
Z: Here is a chart for assembling the mortar,
and here are some instructions for firing it,
alongside some ballistics tables.
F3: Can you walk us through?
Z: Yes.
F3: ...
...
G: Ok, I'll guide you through the instructions.
Guy did as promised. They trained with the dummy rounds.
Z: Thanks to technical advancements,
only one of you should be capable of carrying the mortar.
F4: You mean only Freya, or...
Z: Any of you. Blame the language.
J: Any good orator can communicate their points in a clear and concise manner,
regardless of the language.
Z: You have also gotten into quite a few misunderstandings.
J: ...Blame the language.
Z: Anyways, now we will be trying out the other explosives.
Here we have some mines, plastic explosives, detonators,
and a few other things.
F1: These are used for traps, sir?
Z: Yes, among some other things. You can set them up to breach buildings,
break down hard targets, and entrench positions.
Z: I will be showing how to set them up. These are also dummy explosives,
but you should avoid triggering them by accident.
F5: Or what?
Z: You will fail to form the habit and later lose your lower body to a mine.
Best case.
F4: I-I'll handle them with care, t-then.
Z: Please do.
They were also taught the basics of demolitions. Zack was decent at that.
Am I publishing way too many chapters per day?
