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We Brits cannot carry weapons and since I left the Army I often miss the feel of carrying; I spent 2 years in Ireland in a Counter Terrorist Unit and carried a SIG P226 every day. I felt naked when I left the Province to come back to the mainland...
I'd have got out of my car and stood with my body between the opposition and the baby - he's now protected.
Anyone who comes out of either the car or the shop with a pistol gets shot for threatening me.
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Mike
When you're wounded and left on Afghanistan's plains
And the women come out to cut up what remains
Just roll to your rifle and blow out your brains
An' go to your Gawd like a soldier.
Rudyard Kipling.
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