Nothing flavors a burger better than gunpowder and CPO. That's what my sergeant told me the other day while I was elbow-deep in rifle grime, scrubbing carbon off like I was auditioning for an Army version of Mr. Clean.
We're back in Lewiston, Idaho, for the final stretch of annual training and our June drill weekend. For those of you unfamiliar with the time-honored military tradition of weapons cleaning, let me break it down for you: imagine cleaning the same rifle over and over again until you can lick it without tasting yesterday's range dust. And believe me, someone will check it to see if...
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