We have ground squirrels and gofers here in California. Gofers don’t come out much in my neck of the woods, but the cunning and most farraginous, ferocious, fearsome ground squirrel is our most sot after enemy. With a massive size of 6” excluding their legendary tail they are evasive as well as a cunning opponent. In full camo, we stock to within 75 to 150 yards and set camp, consisting of a folding chair, cooler full Bud and of course our beloved modified Mini-14’s. We are equipped with the latest optical technology for spotting our foe, keeping constant watch while the rest of our battalion makes ready.
This skillful enemy had developed a series of underground tunnels and escape routes that are almost beyond our intelligence’s sources. But visual monitoring by our out-and-out, staff will determine the full extent of their (dug in the trenches) camp.
Now in battle with this talented foe, they only provide you with a very narrow margin for error when expending your artillery. With a head shot of only 2 ½” your aim must be deadly accurate. With a well placed head shot, the enemy is slung approx. 2 to 3 feet in the air at a range of 100 to 125 yards. After each enemy kill the camp celebrates.
Our battle group has yet to “imbed” a journalist for recording the inevitable victories that we encounter. However, we have had request from Peter and Geraldo to fill this position. We have yet to respond……………..