m16a2, 9mm beretta, 3 cans cs gas, and a german shepard.
-im a brig guard fyi....
As long as those count mine are: M4a1, 9mm beretta, 3 cs, 2 frag, 2 incendiary, 1 smoke, 1 percussion(flashbang)
34th out of Knox you?
m16a2, 9mm beretta, 3 cans cs gas, and a german shepard.
-im a brig guard fyi....
I have the right to bear arms, therefore I do(scratch)(scratch) I also like Jerky A lot.
As long as those count mine are: M4a1, 9mm beretta, 3 cs, 2 frag, 2 incendiary, 1 smoke, 1 percussion(flashbang)
34th out of Knox you?[/QUOT
HQSPT BN MCB Brig company. im at camp lejeune. hows life there?
i don't carry it, but i own a glock 23...i want a sig 226...and a browning citori 12 gauge o/u...and perhaps a few more. i like guns...but they usually live in the top of my closet in their case.
We are supposed to be switching from the 229 to the 226. Wouldn't be a bad idea...226 is slightly longer then the 229.
right now I carry a set of brass knuckles, but as soon as I turn 21 I'm gettin a handgun!
...and it's used by the british SAS...they're pretty bad ass.
38 special revolver
Colt 9mm
WW2 vintage german officer luger
small pp7 replica, shoots 22s, cost me less than $200
1 elephant gun (unknown specs/manufacturer only shot once, severe recoil)
several shot guns
all stored safely and abiding by Canada's Firearm laws If anyone broke into my home they could loot the place, kill my dog and leave before I even got the ammunition out of its locker, then I would still have to unlock and assemble the guns from their seperate locker. Sure makes you wonder how these items could be used for home defense lol I would have better luck with a board that has a nail in it.
I've heard GREAT things about them, seriously. The only thing that sux is that our 226 will come with a wimpy 9mm barrel.
**** a handgun rifle=win lol just kiddin......kinda.
well, i have my 40...and i would like the 226 to be a 9mm...work on accuracy and the caliber won't matter.
i've wanted to get a browning citori 525 field for a couple of years now...i want to go bust some freakin' clays, dammit. maybe next year...