#Geissele

[thafreedomwall]

[foxtrotsigma]

Which are you grabbing and why?

Geissele M4 URG-I SOPMOD Block III

Daniel Defense M4A1 SOPMOD Block II

[goatsludge]

took the opportunity to get some updated photos of the You Are Gee Eye while I had the lightbox running since it now has a DBAL A2 that isn't a steaming lump of shit

though in hindsight, I probably should've waited until I got my backup iron setup on this build before taking new pics

ah, who cares, I fucking love this gun and I'll be happy to photograph it some more

[adamjagger]

Carbine course prep

All right guys so this weeks post I wanted to make about what I’m doing to prepare for a carbine course that I am taking this month. This post isn’t meant to be a exact formula for what you should do. It is more meant to be a way to show what I’m doing and maybe to get an idea of what would work for you.

The first step is to head over to brownells and grab yourself a case of rifle ammo, and use code BOP10 to save some money on that. I grabbed a case which was perfect. They gave me 500 rounds to train with over the couple weekends that I have before the class. And then it gives me 500 rounds to take to the class.

The course that I’m taking is through MDFI which is a local company here in Michigan to me that offers a ton of really cool firearms training at various locations in Michigan. The class and I’m gonna take us their foundation carbine. Luckily, I was able to find a foundation qualifier PDF file on their website so I can get a little bit of a Headstart on that.

Overall, I really like this, because all four of the shooting drills in my opinion are very useful even outside of just preparing for this class. Next weeks post is going to be about another very good training aid that I highly recommend picking up. All four of the shooting drills have a par time of six seconds, which is very easily achievable, even while taking your time And making good well-placed shots. There is also a qualifier target that is printable in the same PDF file that prints on just a single sheet of paper. It is supposed to be shot from 15 yards which seems like it is very close but you can easily shoot outside of the box from this distance.

For me, I have found this very useful to do as a preparation for this class. I’m sure there is tons of things that I’m going to learn in this class that will make this even easier to do. But I think this is a very good start for anyone that wants to just be prepared to go to their first rifle course.

As always big thank you to brownells for being such an awesome company and helping out tons of people like myself. They carry tons of awesome parts optics, complete firearms, etc. and as always the links will be down below to them along with the coupon codes to save you some money.

Thanks for reading.

Adam Jagger gun blog #30 4-9-23

[tiradoresprecision]

Soportes de mira de punto rojo T1

La serie Super Precision T1 se desarrolló específicamente para trabajar con el Aimpoint T1 y con ópticas de puntos rojos montadas de manera similar. Estos soportes están mecanizados con precisión a partir de una sola pieza de aluminio de alta resistencia 7075-T6 y están disponibles en opciones de co-testigo absoluto, co-testigo de la tercera parte inferior y opciones de altura de 1,93″. Están…

[milmafia]

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[thafreedomwall]

24th STS

[ldagence-celbs]

Verena Kerth and Allessandra Geissel - German Celebrities -

[goatsludge]

A.R.M.S. #40L Rear Sight

[attackcopterblog]

GFW: Advanced Compact Firearm by Geissele Automatics

Geissele introduces the Freedom Weapon (GFW), a compact and lightweight firearm designed for performance in confined spaces. It features a dual-telescoping stock, optimized gas system, and 8” Cold Hammer Forged barrel. The GFW combines reliability with advanced components, redefining the personal defense platform while maintaining easy maneuverability and control. Geissele states “Compact,…

[tactical-weapons]

Geissele Automatics - GFR 6MM ARC Recce,16" - DDC

[tiradoresprecision]

USSOCOM adquiere el MRGG-S de Geissele Automatics

Esta semana, USSOCOM finalmente emitió un contrato para el fusil semiautomático de distancias medias – Sniper o MRGG-S (pronunciado Margie-Ess en SOCOM), calibre 6.5 Creedmoor. Sin embargo, el cañón se puede cambiar por el usuario a 7,62 mm según el requisito. Esta foto fue tomada durante la semana de SOF. El programa del fusil presenta todo lo que ves aquí, excepto la óptica, ya que SOCOM tiene…

[tendie-defender]

Well boys. I’m cutting a Geissele handguard in half. Lol

Why do I do this. Lol

[thafreedomwall]

[officialrailscales]

11.5” CK-Pro Bear Claw + OD Green HTP

Karve-P | OD Green

HTP MLOK Scales | Honeycomb Texture | OD Green

QDX Sling Mount | Carbon Black

CSMR Button | Apex Style | Carbon Black

- RS

[bluefalcon-cod]

(Excerpt) Chapter 1 COD (readerxsoapxghost) - The Armoury Knows no Names

She tweaked his kit.

Sabotaged his unrelenting confidence—

Eroded it, screw by screw.

He never saw it coming.

Only the shadows did.

Chapter 2 - Excerpt

Briefly, discarded armour rests in the dank, dark room like a defeated beast abandoned, only a small spectator standing witness, wallowing in its state. The faint beats of headphones tap into the silence in the room, deft, thoughtless fingers moving over gear and lists, sharp eyes following. Assessing, comparing, thinking about their words—but never losing track of the get-go.

Thinking of unloading the chamber of the HK416, like Blap. Blap Blap. Click.

Tapped out.

Chamber empty.

Chest heavy.

The taste of iron coats her tongue.

Music dances, beat going bump, dancing some of the dark away.

Sometimes, deft fingers are coaxed into following the music’s strong lead, tapping on steel. Feeling nothing at all.

Floating.

Then, the heavy-duty door shoves open, stressed brain coming back to its bodily anchor with a jerk.

“Fuck.” That deep rasp.

“FUCK.” That voice.

Him.

Here.

Fingers don’t react. Don’t sit still. Fingers dance—over handrails, over broken silences, checking lists, down down down on that list.

To his name.

MacTavish. John. Assault Operator, designated frontliner, listed for re-charge of primary HK416 D10RS 10.4” barrel and EOTech EXPS3—secondary weapon Glock 19X, Trijicon RMR, and SureFire X300U-A.

Two dark silhouettes cut into the enlightened square of threshold, staccato flickers of light spilling in. The ghost of gunpowder crawls over the concrete to where they come to stand.

Sergeant MacTavish and Sergeant Garrick, SAS. Task Force 141.

The frontman and the bassline under his noise.

“Could’ve been worse, mate.” There is a sound that might be the bastard sister of a cough—or a laugh.

"Y’lot got somethin’ to say, say it to ma face."

There is a coiled, electric pause. Then, MacTavish is moving, almost crawling up the walls, shoulders like bricks in all that gear. The figure in the back shrinks, merging with high-stacked crates and shelves.

Seargant Garrick shrugs, laughing quietly.

Velcro parts rip under the other man’s violent grip. Rifle guard torn off. Utterly disregarding everything strapped to the Geissele MK4 rail—optics, laser, magnifier, grip he slams the whole thing down like it’s failed him personally.

The SureFire suppressor grates against the flat surface of the table, packed with grit. EOTech EXPS3, still powered, flickers once, barely holding its zero. G33 magnifier hangs off its hinge—forgotten. Field tape peeling. Pressure pad torn half-free from the rail. The Magpul grip’s worn smooth where his hand always rests. Trigger guard bears the ghost of a scratch—LET ‘EM COME.

Mud sticks to the inner edges.

Mud trickles over his boots. Leaving little flecks of his body’s trail like blood splatter on the floor.

Sergeant MacTavish doesn’t pause. Doesn’t consider.

Velcro tears again, the neck gaiter is shoved down. Plate carrier, MOLLE-vest module for tactical holster with the holster still attached, gun inside and loaded, is shoved on top of what’s already been dumped.

He’ll be back.

Demanding things.

Making demands about careless, mud-covered, dripping-wet messes.

Like himself.

Hands shove into damp hair, making it even more of a mess. On the floor, of himself.

Muscles tense, this way and that—

“Fuck.”

Tension bunches under his damp shirt.

Sharp cheekbones, strong jaw, a face that would be bearable, if not handsome, if not for the cocky grin that regularly ruins it.

It’s absent now.

A deep scowl curls his lips, revealing sharp, white teeth. All that muscular, compact strength, built for explosive power, messed up. Easy smile missing.