[Lt. Dean Winchester is new to this unit, transferred over from a unit farther north. His reputation, however, precedes him. Crackshot with a riffle or a revolver, dangerous with a saber, and not to be underestimated in unarmed combat. Apparently a POW had thought to take him out in the mess hall and been brutally maimed with a spoon. He was a
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"Try that. It'll keep the sand out of the barrel a hell of a lot better than issued."
[Though she'd learned French with little trouble, Blake was sure from the man's posture and technique that he was from U.S. of A.]
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Too much pause and he'd show he was thinking to much about it. Reaching out he dipped his rag into the jar and began applying the new polish to the riffle he was working on. Not looking up at her, he decided to be civil.]
I take it you know your way around weapons.
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Yes, I do. A fifty-fifty mix of grease and silicone oil keeps the sand from sticking so much.
[With that, she turned away, content to know that his guns would benefit from better lubricant.]
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