Home on the Range.
Posted Star Date 22012.10 @ 22:15 (10:15 PM)
The Dauntless had altered the Iotians part in galactic history by accident, They were short a moon, but it beat slavery to the Ferengi. It was scary fast how they could adopt new technology. The planet was a prime example of why the Prime Directive was important. From an unfortunate encounter with the ISS Enterprise Ed had accidentally ended up holding a Thompson submachine gun. Instead of disposing of the weapon he’d put it in a storage box with other items. He had initially thought about dismantling it and making it into a kind of art piece.
After a shore leave on Sigma Iotia II he’d acquired a proper cleaning kit and a suitable violin case. Things might have progressed for the Iotians, but they had a fondness for the time of the Book. Not so much the anarchy that came with organised crime, but the fashions and the cars were still a part of Iotian life. Tiny had taken adequate care of his gun before Ed had taken it off him. Ed had spent some of his free time cleaning the submachine gun to a reasonable standard and keeping the phaser rifle in good condition..
Ed entered the Security Complex and walked up to the duty desk. This was the first time he’d owned weapons that he felt needed formal registration. He couldn’t see a need to use the submachine gun, but better to acknowledge its existence now before he suddenly found that he needed it. He carefully set both cases on the desk.
“How can I help you, Commander?”
“I would like to register two weapons.”
“And they are?”
“An Iotian submachine gun and an Iotian phaser rifle.”
Ed was used to confused looks, so he opened each case to show the officer their contents. There was little difference in the furniture, but the muzzle of the phaser rifle had a different design from its kinetic counterpart. The submachine gun only had the drum magazine. He’d been careful to make sure that there wasn’t a bullet in the chamber when he’d been cleaning it. The phaser rifle had a drum magazine and four ‘standard’ magazines all of which contained power packs of differing sizes.
Ed had researched his acquisitions, but hadn’t fired them. The cases had followed him from ship to ship ever since the Dauntless. He didn’t know if the poor officer was feeling out of his depth. He was personally at a loss when it came to the proper protocol for registering personal weapons. He still had Petty Officer Readman’s d’k tagh, but these two were enough for the time being.
“Is there anything else I can help you with?” asked the officer.
“I need update my phaser certification and I was hoping somebody could point me towards somewhere I could safely put theses two through their paces.”
“If you could take a seat I’ll see if Lieutenant Coleman is available.”
Ed closed up the cases and found somewhere to wait. He’d wondered about how he’d replace the bullets once he’d emptied the magazine. There would be limits to what he could replicate depending on resources. Hopefully it would never be needed, but that wasn't always a certainty in his experience.
Posted Star Date 22012.30 @ 11:54 (11:54 AM)
“My apologies, Commander Gregg. Lieutenant Coleman is delayed with other matters. I could assign Crash- I mean Lieutenant McPherson to assess you and I can forward the paperwork for Lieutenant Coleman to sign as appropriate.”
“That sounds good,” Ed replied.
The Lieutenant looked round and called to one of the officers seated at a nearby desk.
“Lieutenant McPherson, I need you to put Commander Gregg through his phaser recertification and complete the registration paperwork for his two weapons.”
The officer who Lieutenant had called got to his feet and wandered over. Tall, muscular and a tanned complexion. He also had a scar with ran vertical for two inches from the tip of his left cheekbone. Ed remembered the story McPherson had been involved in Klingon calisthenics program with a Klingon female Security Officer. Never good to distract a colleague in the heat of battle. The wound had healed nicely. Surprisingly he’d managed to convince Sickbay to let him keep the scar.
The Lieutenant handed McPherson a PADD.
“Here’s the Commander’s PADD. He’s cleared up to a type-2 phaser. His personal weapons will be considered under special circumstances as the Captain sees fit.”
Eugene read over the PADD as he waited for the Lieutenant to return to his duties. It contained a list of the times Ed had been assigned weapons for an Away Mission.
“Last Away mission you were on you were issued a type-2 and a type-1. Both of which were not returned. What happened?”
Ed sighed. He guessed it was one of the few questions he actually had an answer to.
“Commander Braggins borrowed both of them to use as improvised explosives. Probably the best way to delay a large number of Borg drones. Hopefully someone will pack the appropriate charges or grenades next time. Hadn’t really been expecting to have a run-in with the Borg.”
“Thanks, It helps keep our records in order. You’ve also a small quantity of type-1’s listed under special projects.”
“Working on lessons learned from that Away mission.”
“Okay, let’s get you to the Range.”
Posted Star Date 22101.09 @ 21:34 (09:34 PM)
Eugene handed a pair of ear defenders to Ed before they entered. The officers present were working on a mixture of standard and kinetic. Interestingly the ear defenders acted like one-to-one comm units.
“Okay Commander, let’s get the paperwork out of the way and then we can get on to the fun stuff.”
Eugene indicated a length of table at the back of the range. Ed set both cases side by side on the table and opened them. He unstrapped the Tommy gun, slid the stock into place and the forward grip. He made sure to check the receiver to make sure there wasn’t a bullet in there before he set it down. The Iotian phaser rifle looked similar, but it didn’t do kinetic munitions. Like the submachine gun the Iotian phaser rifle could switch between single shot and full auto, or so Ed had read. It even had the same phaser settings as its Star Fleet counterpart.
Eugene looked at the PADD he’d been given and then at the two weapons.
“One Iotian submachine gun and an Iotian phaser rifle. How does a Star Fleet officer acquire something like these?”
“Had a run-in with a time displaced Iotian starship. I had relieved that one from one of the crew after a disagreement. Happened to still be holding it when we got transported off. The phaser rifle was a gift from a descendant of Bela Okmyx. It’s complicated.”
“I can well imagine.”
Eugene lifted the submachine gun and examined it. Tiny had been about as careful an owner as you’d expect any Iotian to be, but Ed had made sure to give it a thorough clean and familiarised himself with the mechanisms. He couldn’t reassemble it blindfolded, but given enough time he could take it apart, reassemble it, and it would still work.
Eugene set the submachine gun back on the table and lifted the phaser rifle. It was about the same weight, but it was different. It had a trigger like the submachine gun, but the muzzle was different. He could see the connectors for attaching a power pack. Iotian ingenuity could be scary. It was good that they had become members of the Federation.
Ed tried to think how long he’d had them. There was the Pegasus, Reciprocity (which apparently didn’t count), Beckett, Gettysburg, and the Artemis had been through two missions and a battle before he decided he should register the guns. Better to have them registered if a time came when they would be needed. Doubtful, but useful.
Posted Star Date 22101.24 @ 23:56 (11:56 PM)
“Let’s see how you are with the type-2.”
Eugene and Ed walked over to the line with the other officers lining up for target practise. Ed picked up the type-2 on the table and it was just like the one that he was usually issued with. It lacked the versatility and concealability of the type-1, but it was what you needed for a hostile engagement. The type-2 had gone through a bit of updating, so its shape was closer to an the older phaser design.
“Round one is basic targeting. Stick to your own targets, of course. Not expecting a bull’s-eye, but near as will be pretty good. Any setting will do.”
Ed raised his phaser and sighted the targets as they came. Each target appeared, then disappeared after each hit. The next target would moved to a location within Ed’s area. Eventually the targets finished appearing.
“Your experience is certainly showing, Commander. Not bad for a science officer. Next round tests adaptability. Each target will require a different setting.”
It was a tougher run. At least each target had a number indicating the required setting. The targets would appear in groups. Ed worked on grouping any targets with a matching number. He got pretty good at changing the settings without looking too often. It was usually a case of remembering which setting he was on and adjusting as the targets changed.
“Interesting approach, Commander. I think that’ll cover your recertification. You can certainly handle a type-2. Let’s see how the guns you brought work out.”
Posted Star Date 22102.13 @ 20:57 (08:57 PM)
“Lieutenant McPherson, any suggestions on how we test these two?”
“I’ll setup a sequence of targets and we’ll go from there.”
Ed set the phaser rifle to semi-auto and disengaged the safety. He kept the setting to low stun and worked from there. He had watched video of different methods of holding the guns. For proper targeting he rested the stock against his shoulder and aimed down the sights. He tried the style the Iotians preferred with the side of the stock against the body. Aiming with this style was more judgement than actual aiming.
Ed flicked the phaser rifle to full-auto and had Eugene sent up three rows of targets one behind the other. He’d seen it done on occasion in movies and wondered if the same principle worked, He held down the trigger and mowed down the targets. It was strange not having to counter for recoil, that would come soon enough. He safetied the gun and removed the magazine. The two officers were quiet for a few seconds.
“I certainly wouldn’t want to be a hostile force facing that thing and it’ll be something else once you’ve gained a bit more practice, Commander.”
“On to the next one. Is there something for collecting the casings?”
“Each officer is assigned a bullet catcher. It’s a bag that fits over the ejection port. The system catches the lead slugs and uses them in the replication of new bullets. We’ll be able to provide you with new bullets the next time you come down to the range.”
Eugene handed Ed a mesh bag that fitted around the ejection port. He wondered what the fabric would be as ejected casings were known to be hot or at least based on what research he’d down. Ed pulled back the receiver, It wasn’t too hard, but he’d certainly get stronger from getting the gun ready. He started on semi-auto as before. The recoil was rougher than expected, but he got used to it as he progressed through the targets. He was grateful for the bullet catcher as the gun ejected the casings with some force, especially on full-auto.
“Can’t see them authorising that one for use except in an extreme emergency, Commander. I can take the bullet catcher for you. It’ll be interesting to see what it’s like with fresh bullets. How long did you say you’d had it for?”
“Could be four or five years. One not so careful previous owner. It’ll be an interesting experience.”.
Ed broken down the Tommy gun and put it into the case. It had been an odd experience, but he’d improve with practise. The Lieutenant had given him advice about how to work with the recoil. It was so different from the phaser rifle. He hoped he wouldn’t need to employ either, but he’d be well experienced if the need arose. With both cases securely fastened and their contents secured Ed made his way back to his quarters. The Tommy gun would need another cleaning before his next visit.