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The Whatziss, concluded...

Sezageoff was the first to hit the target, with Argent sneaking in behind him like an uncleared person scooting in the door behind someone with the keycodes... Then Slick Rick popped in with a head shot, even though I've so cowed you guys he left himself an out, the slacker.

It is, indeed, a belt plug for stretching the pockets of the old-style (vice the later style adopted during WWII and beyond) cloth belts with brass spacers used for the Vickers machine gun.  Well done, ladies and gents. 


You can see the tool tucked neatly in its place inside the platoon parts chest - there in the lower right corner.


And next you see it doing its job - stretching the pocket on a belt so that they were easier to load.  Trust me, if you are loading these belts by hand, and have to try to muscle the rounds into those pockets, it takes forever and your hands do not like it.  The tool made it easier and much more comfortable.  Which means you got more belts loaded in less time.  Important, since the belts were shipped empty and the ammo in bulk and the crews had to load them.



There - hopefully that will satisfy your jonesing for a while!

Oh - and Rivrdog?  Domestic shorthair - but don't call DC, our rodent-bane longhair cat, frou-frou to his face.  You'll regret it.  If that comment has you scratching your head - click here.

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We had a long haired Maine Coon cat, big and mean enough to stare down Shepard's and rottweilers. Passed 7 years ago, miss you Jake.
 
Love the Maine Coon.  They are kewl critters.
 
Yup. I think my guy has a lot of the MC in him.  He's a perfect sweety pie, but faced down a forty-pound dog a year ago, though 15 years old. He never says meow, except when wounded or stepped on, but has developed an amazing repertoire of sighs, grunts, and moans and groans as he's gotten Auld.
 
Ooh, I just noticed that the thing has a handle on it. You can do some really pervy gunsex with something like that.
 
P.s. Or, Rule 34 4evar!