As she set up her impromptu gun-range on the Shamiga's deck-railing, her PADD vibrated, and upon answering found Sarah had encountered a partial success. Although a hunch told her she wouldn't be able to finish it today even if she had an opportunity the size of an open barn-door land in front of her. With her PADD, she replied back, [color=ec008c][/color] Without awaiting a reply, she made sure to set aside plenty of ammunition to give any enthusiastic individuals some trigger-time as she took a rangefinder to a few landmarks coming-up. Then she started with one of the 30mm gats strapped tightly down to the hand-truck as a makeshift gun-cradle. For safety's sake. she gave the mount a few kicks to convincer herself it wasn't going to budge before loading a test-clip of 20 rounds... just enough for a half-second burp... estimated flight-time of about 2 seconds... [i]this was going to sound weird[/i]. Standing alongside the mount as an observer, [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n9bmCsWRtjs][i]she connected the firing-solenoids and watched the chaos ensue[/i][/url].