Lion, Tiger, Bear | 91 is not range; I think I have the idea, mum. Solid armor piercing shell marked as #40, frags are #50, and high explosive #60, etcetera. A 600-meter shot goes right through her bellybutton. As rank amateurs well keep ranges short, point-blank even, peel everything open like sardine tins.Bea then read a highlighted caption. Look, chaps, it says: Achtung! Barrelbum. Shoot less, kill more, and keep tight! Reichminister Speer will take delight.1H just bet. What a wankering bastard of a Nazi hobo, just look at Speers smile, and rubbing his hands in delight. Arsenic arsehole. Gwafa laughed. You are very familiar and agreable for an officer, madame. Ill second that, mate. Bea sighed, sipping the last of the powdered tea in a tin cup. Never was much of a leader, just a dim bulb Light Warrior with a dubious and colorful military record. Lets use up the candles and train ourselves. She wandered out the entrance and looked up at the stars, thinking of her Shieldmaiden school and her German friends Roxann and Ursula. If only they could see me now as a desert mouse. By early morning, candles melted, they had gone over the manual five times. Sunlight poured in. Gwafa sat on the dirt, legs out while Bea held the cockpit illustration up to his right. She asked: Right, see the tachometer? Oil pressure and temperature gauges? Voltage output left and right? Oui, I have it. Prime. Fuel switch on #3 main tank. Master ignition on. Red ball choke on. Starting procedure complete. Start. 1500 rpm. Engines warm. Good voltage. Forward lever engaged. Okay then, fourth times the charm, gents. Driver! Accelerate and turn right… now. Right turn. He did so by turning his steering wheel. Gunner, wait, thats me. Adjust to left for the optics. Loader, A-P. Takuta simulated pulling out an armor-piercing shell from the magazine and loaded it into the invisible breech. Frag ready. Bea held up the range and windage angle illustrations. Target acquired. Panzer! Range 200 meters. Watch out for the breech recoil. The reticle compare, to the girls belly button where you stare. To the distance you add, notch by 100 not so bad… 100