Just the thing for the rampaging cyber-Wooly Mammoths that have been in my yard recently.

In what military situations is that remotely practical?

Gonna be some dead fucking deer.

To give you an idea of the power of this weapon, note that he is prone and the force of the round knocks him back around 3-4 inches. While prone. Go to the website and read the disclaimer. do not shoot this rifle without the muzzle brake, you will rip your shoulder apart.

Basically. You use these and some high density ammunition and you can crack engine blocks pretty good.

so is there any info on the practicality of this weapon? obviously it's powerful, but the nuclear grenade was powerful too.

Maybe a couple dozen of these rifles will ever be used in a legitimate combat situation.

All of the rest will be rendered inoperable due to a heavy coating of dried semen.

Yay?

I know all about these things.

A few years ago I was looking for a different job, and was throwing around the idea of learning a trade instead of rotting away in a government call center, maybe training to be a gunsmith or working in a machine shop. I had heard through the grapevine that these people, Anzio Ironworks, had their production locally in the Tampa Bay area. (Specifically a podunk town called Lacoochee.) And that they'd hire unskilled labor and train them.

So I get the address, and head on down to talk to the guys about getting a job. When I get there, I was kind of dismayed to find that the place was in this sketchy little unmarked barn-like building, next to a church and a school, and that hardly anyone seemed to be there.

I knocked on the door and asked to talk to the fella in charge to see if they were taking anyone on, and when the supervisor guy came to the door he seemed nervous. Almost on the verge of panic. He was polite though and told me there weren't any jobs available at that time, they had a full crew, and it was a small operation, ect, ect...

So I was pretty bummed out, and drove home. Not thinking too much of it in the next few days, when suddenly I get a visit from the State Fire Marshal's office. Apparently the day I had come to look for employment, someone torched the place, and stole several of those sniper rifles. And they were wondering if Ol' Doomstein here had anything to do with it.

So I gave my statement, and that seemed to be good enough for the investigators. It turns out the place had been under investigation for quite some time, and the owners have been operating through a number of shell companies. (which allowed them to manufacture this weaponry so close to a school). What's embarassing is that Anzio had managed to get several limited production contracts and evaluations from both the military and several government agencies, despite being so sketchy.

By the time that guy has gotten down and done his aiming and counting thing I would have run 100 yds and stabbed him in the face.

By the time it fires, you're expecting a plasma bolt or a purple laser, so the actual shot is like an old man jacking off.

This looks like something a Super Mutant would carry in Fallout.

His frightened, quavering voice after the second shot.