Ranma ½ Divine Blood
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From wikipedia; "The word "Bazooka" is often informally used to refer to any shoulder-launched missile weapon."
Most bakookas are obsolete; they would not pierce modern tank armor.
The weapon used in the story is can range from a M72 LAW/RPG-18 (which is fairly compact when it's closed) to a RPG-7 (a communist bloc weapon that is almost as common as the AK-47 assault rifle).
By the way, the weapon is referred to as a 'rocket launcher' in the story, which is the correct usage. 'Bazooka' was only used in the reviews.
Most bakookas are obsolete; they would not pierce modern tank armor.
The weapon used in the story is can range from a M72 LAW/RPG-18 (which is fairly compact when it's closed) to a RPG-7 (a communist bloc weapon that is almost as common as the AK-47 assault rifle).
By the way, the weapon is referred to as a 'rocket launcher' in the story, which is the correct usage. 'Bazooka' was only used in the reviews.
I know, but when he says "bazooka", I think "tube shoulder mounted anti tank weapon". It helps imagery when you say something more descriptive or precise: if one of those terrorists fired a LAW at Naiki, then, if I were his buddy, I would call him a fucking moron. Or be dead, due to the backblast in such tight quarters cooking me.
While that is by design, the Claymore is still a metal box filled with a lot of metal balls and blown to the enemies with High Explosives (HE). The Claymore is designed to stop mass infantry charges so it projects it's metal storm in front of it, but Newton's law still aplies so while pushing foward the balls, the metal box is pushed back by the HE so in the best case scenario, you are hit by the Claymore, in the worts, the box becames fragmented and then the metal storm is on you at point blank range.
If you decide to modify this, you can always switch the weapon to an M16/M203 or a M79. The 40mm HE shells can blow a person through a wall, either with the explosive force or just by the kinetic energy of the round if the target is hit by the grenade before it travels the minimum 15-30m arming distance.
Quick thing to think about: They might not know what it was. Tessa's Navy; Whispered genius or not, she might not have a clue about infantry weapons. Naiki, unless she's gotten a lot more involved in the kinetic side of her mom's business than I read her as having been, might not know either. How to avoid its effects, sure- but to me, as a member of the Air Force, a rifle's a rifle when somebody's shooting it at me. That goes for most other surface-to-surface weapons, too.
Now, get into surface-to-air weapons, and we'll talk; I even know a bit more about indirect weapons- rockets, mortars, and artillery- than the generic AF dude. But infantry fighting weapons? Not at all. Hell, I had to get the ground liaison officer- Army guy stationed with AF personnel to act as, well, a liaison and translator- to explain how mortars worked. I'm just glad his background was artillery; I don't think I would have understood it if a rifleman tried to explain. I STILL don't understand RPGs.
To throw out another example, tanks are the same way. To me, a tank is a tank; if it's not ours, it's a target, and I know the best weapons to blow it up, but I couldn't tell you anything about its main gun.
Now, get into surface-to-air weapons, and we'll talk; I even know a bit more about indirect weapons- rockets, mortars, and artillery- than the generic AF dude. But infantry fighting weapons? Not at all. Hell, I had to get the ground liaison officer- Army guy stationed with AF personnel to act as, well, a liaison and translator- to explain how mortars worked. I'm just glad his background was artillery; I don't think I would have understood it if a rifleman tried to explain. I STILL don't understand RPGs.
To throw out another example, tanks are the same way. To me, a tank is a tank; if it's not ours, it's a target, and I know the best weapons to blow it up, but I couldn't tell you anything about its main gun.
You get a flash of the muzzle of a shoulder launched weapon in one frame of the manga, and then the next shows an explosion (he fired at Sousuke after said young man had managed to take out their in-place snipers and disorient much everybody else with a flashbang....sad to say...he still failed to significantly hurt Sousuke)
they never give a side view, so I can't say much about it.
on the one hand, A-21 is mostly teens to young adults trained by an ex-merc to give them something to focus towards other than crime
given their trainer hung himself in prison after they were declared terrorists, you'd wonder that they'd have access to much in the way of recent equipment, but, they DID have one savage.
So, if they had even one AS you'd think they might be able to get some more up to date shoulder-launched weaponry
they never give a side view, so I can't say much about it.
on the one hand, A-21 is mostly teens to young adults trained by an ex-merc to give them something to focus towards other than crime
given their trainer hung himself in prison after they were declared terrorists, you'd wonder that they'd have access to much in the way of recent equipment, but, they DID have one savage.
So, if they had even one AS you'd think they might be able to get some more up to date shoulder-launched weaponry
heh, my younger brother (reserve marine - mortars originally) picked up my copy of Palladium's "Compendium of Modern Weapons" and just about entered a foaming at the mouth rant when he came to the section on mortars.
rate of fire, kill radius, range....he had issues with pretty much everything
it was amusing
it went on for about thirty-minutes
rate of fire, kill radius, range....he had issues with pretty much everything
it was amusing
it went on for about thirty-minutes
I can see that.
I watch old fighter-jet movies for laughs, now
Things are just so much more funny when you understand what is, is not, or could not possibly be happening outside a movie. Top Gun is probably one of our favorites, and not just because of Tom Cruise *cough*MiG-28s are US F-5 Tiger IIs*cough*
I watch old fighter-jet movies for laughs, now
Things are just so much more funny when you understand what is, is not, or could not possibly be happening outside a movie. Top Gun is probably one of our favorites, and not just because of Tom Cruise *cough*MiG-28s are US F-5 Tiger IIs*cough*I managed to find FMP online, and looked at the scene in question. I... have no idea what the fuck that thing could be; too big to be a LAW, but doesn't seem to be any of the fire and forget types (plus, I doubt the Boys and Terrorists Club has access to that type of equipment). Definitely not an RPG, though.
Oh well, at least I know why you kept using bazooka; my honest first thought when I saw that picture was "Super Bazooka? WTF?". :huh.:
Oh well, at least I know why you kept using bazooka; my honest first thought when I saw that picture was "Super Bazooka? WTF?". :huh.:
Deimosu could almost still hear the eerie voices of the Furies as he left the occult shop.
The words trailed behind him like the whispers of spirits hounding his steps.
"Destroy the record of hostages."
"Kill the guilty gods."
"Tainted by the line of Hades."
"...line of Zeus..."
"...line of Poseiden..."
"In the East"
"Hidden in the Titan's Shadow"
"Vengeance"
And mixed in were some statements that he could only barely catch as present. Everytime he turned his mind to think about them, they faded away to nothing and he convinced himself that he was imagining things.
Deimosu had other things on his mind.
Originally, he'd only planned to get information as to what had happened. Then he could talk to his mother about it and get her to tell his sisters and they could decide what to do about the situation.
But now, hearing that there were gods and demons involved, his thoughts were running in a different course.
He wasn't the most respectful of magic and occult knowledge outside his knowledge of martial arts and chi...
If he had been he might have been more concerned about the "remembered" whispers.
...but he did know the stories from his homeland.
And among them was the "fact" that Zeus was doomed to die at the hands of one of his children.
In that case, it was probably best he didn't involve his family anymore. This was his task to avenge his mother and bring justice...no retribution and vengeance...on these rogue gods.
It was his job, and they'd just get in the way if they tried to help.
Destiny supported him, after all.
He just needed to stop by home for a few travelling necessities.
Hopefully, he could get in and out without any of his family stopping him.
****
Sousuke was the first to reach the site of the explosion and found Naiki half-buried by debris. Checking her vitals, he found that she was just stunned and proceeded to start digging her out.
He would have contacted the others over the radio, but both Mao and Kurz were on site a little less than two minutes after he had arrived.
"She's fine," Sousuke said, his voice tight with frustration at arriving late. "But there's no sign of either the Captain or her reported prisoner."
Mao nodded and started to radio in the situation.
"Satomi," the mercenary said shaking the girl lightly. If anybody noticed the lack of a title or honorific, nobody said anything.
The green-haired martial artist snapped awake, looking around.
"Where'd..." she said, looking around before slumping a bit. "I messed up."
"Affirmative," Sousuke said. "We'll take over from here."
"No, wait," Naiki snapped, sitting up.
Sousuke turned to look at her curiously.
"This is now a concern for professionals," he said. "Not talented amateurs."
Kurz turned to look at his younger comrade for a moment.
"Hey," he said. "We don't know what happened here. No need to get harsh."
"It was my fault," Naiki said quietly. "All of today. You've been cleaning up my mess since Eija went to go help that pervert."
If anything, Sousuke's bland expression turned down into a frown at that comment.
"But I can find that submarine girl and the boy," she said. "I took precautions just in case."
Sousuke's stance didn't slacken at all, but he did nod slightly in consideration for the step toward professionalism that the girl had apparently taken. She'd considered failure of her task, at least she was starting to learn.
"Are you going to track them by smell?" Mao asked.
"No, by soul," Naiki said, failing to mention that she was going to owe a demon a favor by casting this spell, if she didn't already.
****
Mara winced as she felt Naiki casting the Wild Hunt spell again.
She could have cast a Rakshasha hunting spell, and simply had Ravana looking for a dinner date.
An Oni seeking mantra, and had Susano-O asking her to pull a prank on his sister.
"I'd rather her looking to Heaven than casting a Formorian spell," Mara mumbled, resisting the urge to go down there and shake her recruit silly.
Even with Balor safely locked in Abyss and his license indefinitely revoked, the idea of Naiki owing him even a minor favor enforceable by Nidhog was...worrying.
"Naiki..." she whispered. "There are demons and then...There Are Demons."
The words trailed behind him like the whispers of spirits hounding his steps.
"Destroy the record of hostages."
"Kill the guilty gods."
"Tainted by the line of Hades."
"...line of Zeus..."
"...line of Poseiden..."
"In the East"
"Hidden in the Titan's Shadow"
"Vengeance"
And mixed in were some statements that he could only barely catch as present. Everytime he turned his mind to think about them, they faded away to nothing and he convinced himself that he was imagining things.
Deimosu had other things on his mind.
Originally, he'd only planned to get information as to what had happened. Then he could talk to his mother about it and get her to tell his sisters and they could decide what to do about the situation.
But now, hearing that there were gods and demons involved, his thoughts were running in a different course.
He wasn't the most respectful of magic and occult knowledge outside his knowledge of martial arts and chi...
If he had been he might have been more concerned about the "remembered" whispers.
...but he did know the stories from his homeland.
And among them was the "fact" that Zeus was doomed to die at the hands of one of his children.
In that case, it was probably best he didn't involve his family anymore. This was his task to avenge his mother and bring justice...no retribution and vengeance...on these rogue gods.
It was his job, and they'd just get in the way if they tried to help.
Destiny supported him, after all.
He just needed to stop by home for a few travelling necessities.
Hopefully, he could get in and out without any of his family stopping him.
****
Sousuke was the first to reach the site of the explosion and found Naiki half-buried by debris. Checking her vitals, he found that she was just stunned and proceeded to start digging her out.
He would have contacted the others over the radio, but both Mao and Kurz were on site a little less than two minutes after he had arrived.
"She's fine," Sousuke said, his voice tight with frustration at arriving late. "But there's no sign of either the Captain or her reported prisoner."
Mao nodded and started to radio in the situation.
"Satomi," the mercenary said shaking the girl lightly. If anybody noticed the lack of a title or honorific, nobody said anything.
The green-haired martial artist snapped awake, looking around.
"Where'd..." she said, looking around before slumping a bit. "I messed up."
"Affirmative," Sousuke said. "We'll take over from here."
"No, wait," Naiki snapped, sitting up.
Sousuke turned to look at her curiously.
"This is now a concern for professionals," he said. "Not talented amateurs."
Kurz turned to look at his younger comrade for a moment.
"Hey," he said. "We don't know what happened here. No need to get harsh."
"It was my fault," Naiki said quietly. "All of today. You've been cleaning up my mess since Eija went to go help that pervert."
If anything, Sousuke's bland expression turned down into a frown at that comment.
"But I can find that submarine girl and the boy," she said. "I took precautions just in case."
Sousuke's stance didn't slacken at all, but he did nod slightly in consideration for the step toward professionalism that the girl had apparently taken. She'd considered failure of her task, at least she was starting to learn.
"Are you going to track them by smell?" Mao asked.
"No, by soul," Naiki said, failing to mention that she was going to owe a demon a favor by casting this spell, if she didn't already.
****
Mara winced as she felt Naiki casting the Wild Hunt spell again.
She could have cast a Rakshasha hunting spell, and simply had Ravana looking for a dinner date.
An Oni seeking mantra, and had Susano-O asking her to pull a prank on his sister.
"I'd rather her looking to Heaven than casting a Formorian spell," Mara mumbled, resisting the urge to go down there and shake her recruit silly.
Even with Balor safely locked in Abyss and his license indefinitely revoked, the idea of Naiki owing him even a minor favor enforceable by Nidhog was...worrying.
"Naiki..." she whispered. "There are demons and then...There Are Demons."