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Originally Posted by Danimal16
(Post 5960429)
No my experience was an intruder in the dead of the night. The wife did not like guns until that point. I had planned for this a long time ago. In the military you plan for the worst situation and you train and prepare for it. It is not fear, it is a deliberate and intelligent process that is not based on fear but an intelligent assessment of potential situations.
I do not like to talk about what happened. The second intruder was in my house at about 2:30 am. I did all of the defensive stuff; locked wife in closet, called cops on my brand new cell phone, took charge of the situation, told the dispatcher to STFU, cleared the area, retired to a safe zone and asked for the cops to make entry. It was that simple. Had I chosen to enter the intercept area with a round chambered instead of chambering the round when I saw the guy the outcome would have been very different. NO ONE got shot, THANK GOD. But I Never had another problem in that house. The BIG down side was I never felt secure in that house. It has its consequences.
Second time, not to go into details, but after two young bucks tail gated the hell out of me AND I simply let them pass by pulling to the shoulder, and simply flashed my headlights, I DID NOT even bright them out, a simple flash. WELL about two miles down the road they decided that they were going to chase me, having waited on a side street. So here it is midnight, the local sheriff's sub station is closed and me without a cell phone, I needed to make a choice. Let them decide my fate or escalate it to the nth degree.
Seeing as how I did a lot of trap and skeet shooting in those days and this was a friday and Thursday was range night with friends, my Browning five was in its case leaning against the bench with my range bag, waiting for its regular Saturday morning cleaning. I made it to the house, which is hard to find in daylight, and had the garage door open. These youngsters were not far behind, but far enough, where I walked to the bench, grabbed the shotgun and a handful of number 8's, unzipped the case and started to shove rounds into the magazine. Just about the time that I had number three in the mag, up they roared. I stayed in the garage and shucked the soft case and they could clearly see that I meant business. My plan was simply to retreat into the house where, if they chose to push the point, it would have been an easy shot in a long hallway. I would have been in retreat and they would not have had a chance. They finally got smart and the squealing of their tires, IN REVERSE, woke up the neighbors. The cops caught them about a mile away. Both times, very stupid people doing very stupid things and facing someone that could and would give them every chance to disengage, someone who would allow them to determine their own fate. IF they made a bad decision, I absolutely have no doubt what I would do. And you know what is funny, what is really insanely funny, I WASN'T AFRAID, not one bit. Did I hate being put into that situation? You know what happens, things do slow down and since you have no choice you are very calm, if you are prepared.
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i think you HANDLED BOTH EXEMPLARY! my (2) incidents with bullets flying over me and others were also very very very VERY STOO-PID PEOPLE, that damn near ended in THEIR DEATHS NOT MINE!
full combat wombat its me or them mode is something thats hard to explain until you have been pressed into the situation. flight/fright or fight and make right. theres ONLY (2) choices .
my second incident with the drunk texas hunters south of pagosa springs ,colo. could have been very very ugly for the drunks. my 1st action(no time for thought) was hit the ground, my 2nd action was take safety off, 3rd was aim weapon at shooters. when i came off scope i realized what was happening. with a hensoldt scope from 450 yds ya kind of see everything. a freeking gawd damn whiskey bottle! since it was 3 against 1 i started yelling. the shots kept coming. thats when i got pissed and it WAS THEM OR ME! in case ya havent heard .300 win mags go off over yer head its a tad LOUD! anyway since i was pissed and the "them or me" combat wombat mind set....................i decided to light off (6) rds of .308 federal 168gr into a hillside north of me. if the rounds from the texans( i could see the plate) kept coming it was gonna get ugly real damn fast boom boom boom boom boom boom boom! AT THEM! i had had enough by now. like WAYYY ENOUGH OF THEIR POO!
so i lit off (6) from my hk-91, made a (1) round fingered chamber reload and dumped another 5 rd mag in mag well.
well you NEVAR SAW (3) DRUNK TEXANS put their rifles down so freeking fast, 2 run into open passenger door, 1 grabs bottle(i swear to god) slams tailgate and jumps in drivers seat and you could hear tire squeals in the colorado mud!
later that day when ranger danger came down and checked me . legal beagle orange vest and hat. correct unit(unlike others we met that hunt from texas) correct tag, correct hunting license, correct gun and ammo count on mags, we gots to chatting about my experience. and he GOT REAL INTERESTED REAL FAST!
i didnt have a plate # but i had a fairly good description. and off he went and got their dum azz'z. i didnt see ranger danger( i was in a dead end canon(canyon) maybe 2 miles from the ute rez by myself down in a "hollar"(hollow).
about 3-4 days later after some real heavy azz wet snow drove me out of the canon up to a flat where (2) old lou-si-ana father son cops were camping, they told me to join them as their is strength in winches in the event the white stuff kept coming down on top of us. since the ranger had already checked them earlier and myself when he did his run down this canyon he waved and we motioned him over and he gave us the lowdown on the (3) texans he arrested. and we about peed our pants/poo'd ourselves and laughed ourselves silly......................for freeking days we were cracking jokes about it.
out of state-drunk driving-driver
out of state-drunk hunting-2 others
and folks from colorado HATE DRUNK TEXANS! ask me how i know i used to live there!
wayyy bad and ugly for them and they deserved every bit of it.
yep things happen damn slow, but there is poetry in motion when ya know what the hell to do and yer training kicks in or experience kicks in.
i'm real touchy about people shooting at me. call it a character flaw. i'm a really nice guy until pissed off and threatened. i really like to laugh alot. i go out of my way to laugh. but this wasnt something to laugh about and neither was the clear creek az. incident.