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Silver:
It's morning. You know what that means
I don't wanna
Too bad we're starting
Dammit. Fine.
What is the length of a Barrett M82?
144.8 cm
Barrel length?
73.7 cm
Muzzle velocity?
854 m/s
Effective range?
1800 m
Wrong
Is not.
She could fire hers farther
Different gun
Just making sure you're paying attention
I'm done with this
You're actually killing people today, so suit up
Shut up, I know

Calx got out of bed, took a shower, and dressed. He finished loading up his magazines, and geared up, taking his Barret with him as well as his knife, and the Beretta. He made sure that the bag was around his neck and headed out of the room.

Declan_23:
298...299...300 Deccers finished his sit ups and rolled off his bed panting. A huge crowd passed the door to the dorm. The execution was about to take place. Intrigued, he followed the masses, this could be the way he went himself.
10 figures stood up on a podium each next to their respective set of gallows.
Not the worst way to die.
He'd seen child soldiers in Africa, commiting crimes that still gave him nightmares. In comparison, a hanging seemed relatively humane. A girl in the crowd began to wail, she was being comforted by Stefan.
Interesting, I didn't think of Stefan as a guy who would care so much.
After the deed was done, he returned to the living quarters, hoping to make contact with some fellow team Nova members. Not that he wanted their help, he just wanted to make sure he wouldn't be shot on sight.

Mr. Fox:
I woke to my men grunting.
Will you shut the F*ck up!
"Sorry sir!"
Good to know that my men were still afraid of me. No point going back to sleep. 2 hours until the game. The new guy was still asleep. I walked up to his bunk and kicked him off of it.
Wake up sleepy head, 2 hours until the match.
I went to the showers and got in one. i used cold water just to cool the fever I had. Then I went to the Mess Hall to eat...

St. Jimmy:
Crimson was rudely awakened by Rex's boot.  Wake up sleepy head, 2 hours until the match.  Crimson got up and went to the shower. Once he was done with that he grabbed an assortment of his weapons and his armor went went to the training room.

Mr Pokemon:
Demos got up, went to the mess hall, the normal routine. The announcements came on.
"Your game today will be in the mountains. It will be a long, cold battle, so prepare accordingly. Long range weapons are suggested."
Click.
What weapons could Demos use that were long range..
His father had been a gunsmith. He knew a little about guns from when he helped his dad. But only about pistols. He could shoot a SIG Sauer P226 well when he was younger, but he didn't know if he still could. He went to the armory to see if they had one. Sure enough, there was a P226, along with a few others. He took it and went to the range. Aiming down the sights, he fired a bullet at the target's center. Demos wasn't used to the kick, and the gun came back quite a bit before he was able to stop it. Trying again, he managed to put 2 bullets in the center ring within 5 seconds. He kept at it for a while, until his mags were all empty. He was good enough, able to place 2 rounds dead center, and 4 more within an inch of them in under 3 seconds.

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