"Yup," Isaac agreed.  To think that a raider leader wouldn't have taken advantage of such an amazing skillset.  Dumbass savages.  It wasn't a wonder why raider gangs often flamed out as quick as they were created.  If they weren't 'got' by a bounty hunter, another gang or the various wasteland scaries, then they were wiped out by their own greed.  Blinded by lust for power and destruction.  "Their loss."

He was about to tell her that he was in fact a world renowned hide-n-go-seek champion in his youth, and challenge her to track him down some time, but his full attention was drawn to the rock formations when the noises started.  He mirrored Zara and got onto his front so he could shuffle along the branch, then decided he'd switch weapons and make use of the newly acquired pistol.  For molerats, his 50 cal Raging Bull just seemed a bit overkill.

It just occured to him that this was supposed to be a lesson in shooting for Zara and giggled as he thought of the fundamentals he was taught about marksmanship.  "Jeez, this is gonna be the worst ever first shooting lesson in the history of everest."

[i]Weaver stance for right handed shooters - Feet shoulder-width apart, right foot back, left hip turned towards the target...[/i]

Lying on a tree branch threw this first part right out of the window.  At least the next part, he could tell her, although it wouldn't make as much sense without the stance.

"When shooting right-handed, make sure your right arm is straight.  Tilt your head slightly over your shoulder so you can see down the sights." He waited until she followed the instruction, and would repeat himself whenever she needed to hear it again.  "Your left hand holds your right, cupping the butt of the pistol.  Like this."  He demonstrated with his gun.  "Left arm relaxed, right arm straight.  This should create a push-pull feeling, with your right hand slightly pushing the gun forward, your left hand slightly pulling it back.  That'll give you some stability aiming and help absorb the recoil."

The molerats were scurrying around in clear sight now.  Three of them.  And, no doubt, more inside the cave.

"Now listen; when you fire, you [i]squeeze[/i] the trigger.  Don't pull it with your finger.  Squeeze the whole gun like your getting the last of the toothpaste.  And there's gonna be a shocking amount of recoil.  Don't be scared of it.  But brace yourself, okay."

His voice got quieter as the molerats closed in.  "Take your time.  You only have six shots for this lesson.  If you even manage to [i]hit[/i] one, then you're already a better student than I am a teacher.  Let's rock."

And they started shooting.  Lay on their belly, balanced on tree branches, trying to hit moving targets.  This was Zara's first lesson.  Isaac was laughing his ass off at the absurdity of it all.

Bang! Bang-bang!

He took one out and injured another.  His gun was a crappy condition Beretta, but it fired well enough to hit something.  Two more adult molerats came out of the cave to join the fight, only to find that they couldn't reach the two wastelanders.  Mostly they just ran around, or scratched up at the tree trunk.  Isaac was slow with his shooting to give Zara a chance to empty her cylinder, but once she was done, he started cleaning house.

He fired in bursts of up to three shots, angling his body around, dangerously shifting his weight in such careless fashion that he'd turned himself 180 on the tree branch and was hanging off by a single leg and hand for the last kill.

Bang!

He hung from one hand for a second before dropping down to the ground, keeping an eye on the cave in case anymore tried to rush them.  "Hit anything?" he asked as he got out some more ammo, thumbing bullets into the empty magazine.

Caught mid reload, there was suddenly a growl and the patter of feet.  One last molerat looking for blood and revenge, charging right for them.  Isaac dropped everything in his hands immediately and drew his primary weapon.

Taurus P90 aka The Raging Bull.  50 cal tip already sitting in the chamber.

[i]Stay ready so you don't have to get ready.[/i]

Isaac smirked as he looked sidelong down his sights at the charging creature....

BANG!