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Trigger Discipline

A smirk grew on Kana as she heard the security being toggled and before she knew it the soldier had fired his shot into the air.

While she had to admit she jumped a bit, she quickly calmed herself down. Kana stood up and turned to face the man.

“Lesson one, Mr. Corek.” Her smirk grew. “Keep your ears to your surroundings.”

Her fatigue was still there but it wasn't as bad as before. Kana looked at the gun the man was carrying, it was certainly a big gun. At least when compared to anything she had seen before which, of course, didn't really mean much.

“That’s… A gun.” She couldn’t hold back the obvious comment. “I take it we’re moving on to ranged weaponry.”

[member="Noah Corek"]
 

Noah Corek

Cocked, Locked and a Smoking Barrel
[member="Kana Truden"]
Noah gave Kana a harsh look. "This is a blaster carbine, not a gun." Noah informed her with a bit of harshness to his voice as he looked at her. "Yeah we're moving onto ranged weaponry, now stand up." Noah ordered her as he held the carbine out so she could take it.
 
“Yes, sir.”

Judging by the harsh ringing in [member="Noah Corek"]’s voice there was no point in wasting time. Kana promptly stood up and grabbed the ‘blaster carbine’ from his hands. It was quite heavier than she had expected. Weighing it up and down for a few seconds she tries to get the feel for it.

Her total lack of trigger discipline was showing as she inadvertently kept putting her finger on the trigger. Each lift she does to get a sense for it seems to be a step closer to disaster as her finger kept pulling at the trigger, even if just slightly.

“Hmm, well it’s certainly heavier than I expected.”
 

Noah Corek

Cocked, Locked and a Smoking Barrel
[member="Kana Truden"]
Noah grabbed Kana's hand and gave her a stern look. "First rule of firearm safety: Always keep your finger off of the trigger until you are sure your going to shoot." Noah calmly informed her as he pulled out three remotes and threw them into the air, one went to fifty meters, one to seventy-five and one to a hundred. "Alright, try hitting the first one."
 
”I’m sorry, sir.” Calling her instructor ’Sir’ was primarily a sign of respect. He was teaching her how to not-die after all. “I’ll keep that in mind… Sir.”

With her finger off the trigger she raised the carbine towards the first remote. The weight of the carbine mixed with her non-existent experience with such weapons made aiming a bit more annoying than it should. The weapon swayed from side to side and it took her a few moments to truly get a good aim.

Squeezing the trigger she still managed to apply too much pressure. Her hand twists a bit to the left, even if just slightly as the shot goes off. A small blunt pain spread through Kana’s arm as it caught most of the recoil.

With another pained grunt she lowered the rifle and shook her arm.

“I’m sorry, we never used these things where I was from.” Kana said as she looked over at [member="Noah Corek"] and frowned. “At least not until recently…”
 

Noah Corek

Cocked, Locked and a Smoking Barrel
[member="Kana Truden"]
Noah sighed and took the carbine away from her. "Alright lets start you off with something a little smaller and we'll work our way up from there." Noah told her as he attached the carbine to his back via magnetic plates and then withdrew a HK-45 Heavy Blaster Pistol and handed it to her, seeing if she could shoot this better than the carbine.
 
"Alright then."

Kana let the man grab the rifle from her hands. She couldn't help feeling bad about it, he had expectations and she had managed to disappoint. Well, there would be no more of that. At least that's what Kana told herself.

She grabbed the blaster from the man's hands. Just like last time she weighed it up and down as she tried to get a feel for it. It was quite light, certainly not as heavy as the blaster carbine but then again it was a simple one-handed blaster, wasn't it?

She raised it towards the closest target and pulled the trigger. Preparing for the recoil she tensed up and the shot was off-target once more. She looked at the blaster in surprise, that recoil had been nothing compared to the carbine. With a better feel for the weapon she raised it towards the closest target once more. Kana stared down the iron sight for a few seconds before finally pulling the trigger. The shot hit the remote target and she lowered the weapon.

"Well, you told me to hit the target and I hit the target." Kana turned towards [member="Noah Corek"]. "How'd I do?"
 

Noah Corek

Cocked, Locked and a Smoking Barrel
[member="Kana Truden"]
Noah nodded his head once she had hit the target, he did notice a few things she could do to improve her accuracy though. "Alright, first thing first, your tensing, your expecting the recoil, don't do that. When your shooting a blaster, you have to be comfortable, if you tense up, your going to miss. Now try again."
 
Kana nodded at the Commander as he gave her further instructions.

So these things were about being comfortable as well, huh? Kana raised the blaster towards the targets once more. Her elbows and knees were locked. That wasn’t very comfortable at all.

Kana let her arms relax a bit. It felt good and the blaster certainly became a lot more comfortable to aim. She placed her legs at shoulder width. No, that didn’t feel quite right at all. She pulled her right leg back a bit further. Bingo, now this was way more comfortable.

Aiming down the iron sights once more Kana aimed at the first target.

One shot, one target and one hit. This thing about not tensing up seemed to be doing something good!

She wasted no time getting to work on the second target. As she pulled the trigger once more the bolt from the blaster slipped right past the second target. Not willing to give up Kana took a deep breath and held it. As she pulled the trigger she exhaled and to her surprise the shot was a hit.

“Hah!” Kana was actually having fun. “This is… Sorry, I should calm down.”

[member="Noah Corek"]
 

Noah Corek

Cocked, Locked and a Smoking Barrel
[member="Kana Truden"]
Noah nodded his head as she hit the remote with the first shot and then hit the other one with a second try. "Your doing much better, but if you want to have a little more accuracy, trying holding the pistol with two hands, like this." Noah pulled out his own blaster pistol, a OPP-2, and held it two handed and fired three shots, one at the near target, one at the medium target and at the far target. Each shot was true to the mans aim.
 
”Thank you.” Kana smiled at the soldier. “For all this, I mean. I appreciate you taking the time to teach me all this.”

She got back into stance and held the blaster in both her hands. It felt easier to handle when she did, how strange.

“A lot of us Jedi tend to just forget.”

She aimed down the target range once more. The blaster weighed nicely in her hands and she slowly applied pressure to the trigger. The bolt went off and hit the target way more easily.

“The basics are the basics.” Kana stared down the iron sight. ”Lightsabers are fine but we don’t always have those.”

A few moments of silence came to pass before she pulled the trigger. With the second target down she moved her attention to the third and final target.

“Besides,” Kana fired one last time at target number three. It was a hit. “It’s also kind of fun.”

[member="Noah Corek"]
 

Noah Corek

Cocked, Locked and a Smoking Barrel
[member="Kana Truden"]
Noah smiled as she hit all three targets with three shots. "Alright, now that you've got that down pat, lets try the carbine again." Noah told her as he picked up the carbine and checked it. Instead of making it bare, Noah walked back over to the sled and pulled out two items, a foregrip and a red dot sight. Noah came back with those two things attached and handed them to her.
 
Kana grabbed the rifle once more and to her surprise found it way less intimidating now that she knew how to handle it. She held it by the grip and looked over to the targets. It was about comfort, right? She loosened her arms a bit and pointed the rifle down the range.

“Attempt two, here we go.”

Aiming through the red little dot that had replaced the iron sights she were used to she moved the rifle to first target. The bruise from where the rifle’s stock had impacted on her shoulder last time had started bruising. However, like the commander had said, pain is preferable to death.

Taking her time she slowly squeezed the trigger. With a kick her shoulder received the stock of the carbine once more and she couldn’t help grunting. Lowering the rifle to rub her shoulder she looked up at the result of her shot. It had been a hit.

Kana laughed once more, this was getting more fun for each shot they took.

[member="Noah Corek"]
 

Noah Corek

Cocked, Locked and a Smoking Barrel
[member="Kana Truden"]
Noah smiled as she hit the target, Noah had to admit, for a Jedi, she was getting this faster than he had expected her to. "Good shooting Truden, but remember, the enemy isn't going to give you a breather, so keep firing. Don't let up." Noah informed her.
 
“Thank you, sir.” Kana smiled at Noah without lowering the carbine. “Will do.”

Kana carefully took aim at the target and pulled the trigger. The first shot was a hit and she moved on to the next. Taking a second to set the rifle in a more comfortable position she eventually squeezed the trigger. One shot, miss, second shot, miss, third shot a hit.

Growing frustrated she took her final aim at the third target. She tried her best to get a shot in but after missing a few she paused for a second to calm down, just for a second. She took a deep breath and tried again.

She still missed and let out a frustrated groan. That wasn’t as planned.

[member="Noah Corek"]
 

Noah Corek

Cocked, Locked and a Smoking Barrel
[member="Kana Truden"]
Noah sighed as Kana missed the last one, he knew why though. "Keep you emotions in check. And if you miss the first time, try again. Lesson number three: Adapt and overcome." Noah informed her as he walked over and adjusted her stance just a slight bit.
 
Kana smiled at the man’s offer to help her stance. From his description it would seem shooting was like using the force. At least if she went on what little she knew of the force.

“Thanks.”

She held the carbine still and took aim again. She simply had to keep her emotions in check, not get frustrated when it didn’t work the way she wanted it to. It sounded simple enough and very familiar. Kana pulled the trigger.

Once again the first shot struck true and the first target was a hit. She set the rifle on the second target and took a deep breath before firing once more. It was a hit again, taking care not to get too carried away Kana slowly set the rifle at the last target.

She fired the first shot and missed. Kana felt the same frustration flare up and quickly calmed herself down before taking another shot once the nerves had settled. It was another hit and she lowered the rifle with a pleased expression across her face.

“Huh, so what you’re saying is that emotions are in play too.” Kana looked at [member="Noah Corek"]. “I mean, I can see that now but I had never figured unless you’d shown me.”
 

Noah Corek

Cocked, Locked and a Smoking Barrel
[member="Kana Truden"]
Noah smiled at Kana as walked backwards to the sled. "Well, your easier to teach than my daughter, so that's good." Noah told her as he began to rummage through the sled and look for what he was looking for. Finally Noah found it and walked back, in his hands were two boxes, one labeled dummy grenades and the other labeled fragmentation grenades.
 
"Your daughter?" She raised an eyebrow. "Let me guess, teenager and won't listen to a word you say sometimes?" Kana nodded. "Yeah, we do that sometimes."

As the man approached her with a box of grenades she gave him a curious look. She had never really thrown anything that well, and underhand throws struck her as somewhat frowned upon. Still, she remained quiet and let the man go on with his lesson. Throwing things could after all be quite therapeutic in it's own way.

[member="Noah Corek]
 

Noah Corek

Cocked, Locked and a Smoking Barrel
[member="Kana Truden"]
Noah started as he set the two boxes down on the ground. "About to be fourteen years old and she already thinks she knows everything." Noah informed Kana as he began to open the boxes. "Alright, so no good person on the battlefield can function without these. Grenades, one of the most lethal handheld weapons on the battlefield and your going to learn to throw them."
 

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