Cliff: Gentlemen, due to observations and advice from other HQs, we will be regularly performing Range, CQB, and hand to hand combat exercises.
Cliff: These exercises are so that we may refresh our combat abilities, so in the event that we need to use them, we are not out of practice.
Sean: Did they tell you why we're doing this?
Cliff: A collective gut feeling on behalf of all the commanders back home.
Cliff: Some of you are old enough to realize the importance of a gut feeling.
Cliff: It's up to you to mentor those of us that don't have thirty...
Cliff: ...forty years of experience.
Cliff: Today, will be a range exercise.
Cliff: Using an L1A1 SLR, and one full magazine of ammunition, each. If you are not certified, ask either myself, or Captain Shepard and we'll get you sorted.
Cliff: Sgt. Knight will be the Range Sergeant this evening. Sergeant?
Sgt. Knight: Line up, single file. Alphabetical order, Church? You're up first.
Sgt. Knight: Ready. Aim. Fire.
BLAMSgt. Knight: Ready. Aim. Fire.
BLAMCliff: Damn...
Sgt. Knight: Problem Leftenant?
Cliff: Just got hit with this massive headache.
Sgt. Knight: Hangover?
Cliff: Worse, feel like I could pass out.
Sgt. Knight: Get over to Doc Stone. I hear he's portioned out painkillers for people our size.
Cliff: Will you run this until I get back?
Sgt. Knight: Absolutely.
Sgt. Knight: Gentlemen, Leftenant Sabre will be leaving us for a short while, carry on. Ready. Aim. Fire.
BLAM