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Yesterday Luis He believes showed some girls in the U.S. Army and USMC. Today I was looking for photos
to reply to the post, when I came across this machine:

The Peruvian soldier not, FN 2000.
Jé, and here in Argentolandia are many who believe that the FAL e'lo'mejorrr.

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When All Else Fails ...

Like the other day consulted to help readers decide on polymer frame pistols, now comment a couple of rifles that are available in the local market, where we know that no one can afford the pleasure of shooting with a Chey-tac or a Barrett.

But these two, although .308 is aiming to test a couple of hundred meters:

Remington tactical 700XCR

seems represents XCR Xtreme Conditions Tactical Rifle, and the name represents the strength and durability of the gun model far surpasses the police. The trigger, according to read, very well machined and "broken" softly to 3 pounds.

cheekrest With a bipod and would be excellent, too bad the $ 2,900 it costs in argento soil.

CZ 750 S1

A Czech iron first used by special forces and police around the world. Fluted heavy barrel, muzzle brake, adjustable stock, factory bipod (not shown in photo) and tested at birth to 800 yards.

pity, pity, the $ 4,900 that should be put in one.

(the title of the post has to do with this )

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My stories: The Treasure of the beach Malvin

's Treasure Beach

Malvin Montevideo is a city on the shore of a wide estuary. It is surrounded by diverse and beautiful beaches. Its people love water, play in it. Some enjoy watching her sitting in the sand. Other swim, surf, canoeing, or simply dive into the high waves. Martina
canoeing and taught children and youth in Malvin Beach. This occurred in the summers.
One day, he became interested in diving. His adventurous spirit invited her to discover the secrets of the deep.
When he had mastered the art of diving, invited other young people. Thus, began long walks in the bottom of the estuary. The shoals are abundant in these waters, there are legends and realities of vessels caught from the white man sailed here. The wrecks of pirate ships and English and Portuguese navies were common from the sixteenth century. Martina knew
these stories, but had no intention of seeking lost treasures was enough to enjoy nature and swim in deep water.
Every day of summer, these young adventurers met on the coast. It began the ritual of dressing wet suits, control all the instruments and jump to the yacht's uncle William. This yacht allowed to enter several miles offshore. John, as they called the owner of the boat, keeping the cables from the divers, he communicated with them and was alert to any setback. He was one of the adventurers. Sebastian
admired the work of John, many days, leaving the dive and stayed with him protecting other. He learned to handle all safety equipment. John invited him to guide the boat from the helm. Since that day, Sebastian was a sailor. Little by little he learned the ancient art of floating on the water. Also, learn about life. The conversation was pleasant Juan and full of wisdom. The sea knew that Sebastian came to imagine with a red beard, pipe, fragrant, eye covered and wooden leg. The jeans and shirt stripes sailors returning from his fantasy. Sebastian
left to travel daily diving with John riding the waves.
William and Claudia were the owners of fantasy in the group. They yes dreamed of a treasure buried in a sandbank. Convinced John that sailed to the island of the Gulls. Then, unable to reach the island of Flores. This last was an old prison. It was full of ghosts, the two young men thought they heard cries of tortured prisoners. Juan dissuaded, we showed that these cries came from the water when it climbed to the old building, hitting the wall hard and returned a mournful echo.
Again, wanted to go in the evening, the beach of La Mulata. They knew the legend of a woman coming out of the water to the sand dance in full moon nights. La Mulata had been a slave to time colonial. Her beauty captivated a young patrician. They loved by the beach, out of sight of the system. One day, Mulata died of love. His beloved did not make the appointment. The girl went out to dance the nights of full moon. Martina
and the group continued diving. Sebastian defected to continue at the helm and John. Claudia and William
risked, always looking for unknown areas, often separated from the group. Bear the anger of others and listened to the advice of John, but they insisted. One morning, touched something hard buried in the background came up with the news. John called the others, Sebastian left by the yacht and he jumped to dive with youth. The headlights showed the object: it was a sunken fishing vote short time earlier. John remembered the episode and raging waters that day by the great storm. Diving
was a pleasure sharing the depth to fish and other water creatures swimming next to them without departing. They met several species and knew where to find them grouped in a pod.
The summer came to an end. The waters were warmer March. Everyone had to go back to school, follow the routine and wait until next summer.
The following year, the month of December started with very hot days, which announced a good summer. Young and John resumed their meetings on the beach Malvin. Dived more safely and every day, announced a new project.
One morning, Joseph was advanced to the group, swam faster, moved some of their peers. It was a strange behavior because he was always very disciplined. Juan followed the advice not to stray from each other. His flashlight illuminated a long object stuck in the background. Pulled out of the half, could not, the object offered great resistance. Could see a metal texture. Grasped the object with his left hand and used his other hand to scrape the bottom, could play other hard. Vertical position took hold of his find, he used his feet to explore something else. Reported the made to John. He tried to place the sound, came the yacht and was introduced to water. Luckily, he met with Jose in a few minutes.
Juan verified the find. Ordered the youth to come up, could be exhausted. Sebastian advised to call everyone to board the yacht. Continued to examine the object, moved a meter and went looking, did play roughly. His problem now was how to signal the place. He tried to climb vertically until you see the yacht. Could make an estimate of the distance and direction. Sebastian asked to throw the anchor, the boat did not leave his position.
When John returned, all surrounded José, the questions followed one another rapidly, the shy Joseph could not answer everything, and had so many details. Juan asked calmly, Claudia and William they kept repeating: "We were sure we were going to find a treasure."
needed rest, John was very tense. Cristina, which was in all the little details, served drinks and talked about other things.
When they had rested, John went to Claudia and William: wear the suits, he told them well controlled oxygen tanks, do not forget anything, others wait up.
The man and two youths were thrown overboard. It was not hard to get there. Claudia and William stirred the bottom with all their might. Guillermo was able to separate some indefinitely. Claudia rescued a small object like a coin. They had spent much time submerged, the man said it was time to leave. Claudia and Guillermo showed
findings, all examined, there was no doubt: the girl had found a gold coin.
John looked at the horizon with his binoculars, he recognized a patrol boat was captained by his friend Bermúdez. Contacted him by radio. Asked them to come, he said that there was no emergency, Bermúdez wanted to greet and joke a bit. The friend nodded. When little patrol came close, John returned to radio, Bermudez asked to come to the yacht. Bermudez was a bohemian, soon was climbing the ladder of the yacht. John moved away with him some distance from the youth group, told him everything. Bermúdez sensed that it was no joke, I knew John very well. He promised to get things like digging deeper would the next day that did not work. They agreed that John would plunge to indicate the place and Bermúdez direct the crew placed a buoy.
"Nobody asked anything, he said, the guys I know, we're old" sea dogs "and we shut up. Everyone wanted
return to diving, John was adamant; again the next day early, at seven, would be in the Puerto del Buceo. None asked for explanations regarding the changes.
All were in the right place, some before the scheduled time. Juan gave instructions. Sebastian is in charge of the yacht, he and his friends sail on a barge. Young observed a multitude of tools deposited in the old boat Bermúdez, barely acknowledged shovels, picks, dense networks piled knew nothing more than what they saw.
Older men decided that Martina and men spend on the barge. I would teach the use of that tooling. The girls would stay on the yacht aiding Sebastian and alert to any call that would be submerged. Cristina
suggested that some were dressed in bathing suits and take the sun on the deck. He understood that this would dispel suspicions, one of the beach could feel the changes, but sun was nothing strange.
The search yielded more results than expected. When emerged, carrying many objects in the bags of networks. Bermúdez
confessed to John that it was a ship found the effort worthwhile. Bring forward their annual leave to work with the group. Agreed not to raise undue expectations among young people. On
following were of hard work. Juan Bermudez and taught us all to use the tools, make a good dig and how to collect objects. Would work in shifts organized by Martina. She knew better than anyone the skills and endurance of each: they had been taught to dive.
all knew as they were recovering the treasure from a ship.
The summer ended. They had a multitude of antique pieces that tried to recognize or imagine what role they would have complied. Lacked the tools to raise the ship, or important parts. It was time to start showing his find, beat many doors but nobody believed them. Decided to expose part of the treasure the window of a shopping mall. People looked more or less attention, was used to seeing all, many had lost their sense of wonder. One woman said aloud: "This does
any craftsman, you only need talent, a little paint and a metal pusher. Ah! -Continued-Young?, What mistake! A man thought
years: that it is difficult to distinguish reality from fantasy at this time.
"Look at that," said a young man to another who was walking with him for the shopping.
- What? There are crazy for everyone! For this to come out in the press .... Note the sign: "Objects found by a group of Malvin youth. " "Also our age join the lies?
-You give an opinion foolish. Why doubt these guys?
"Stop philosophizing and make your imagination, that's over, is ancient. Come on with it. There are new models of sports shoes. How good! What a fabulous brand!
exposure gave no result. The press released an article in the Trivia section. The most common titles are "Youth say they have found a strange object" or "Fantasy invade us." Claudia
sent the statement of the facts to an editorial announced a publication on urban legends. Was to select a group of stories. Not included his narrative. The published in a collection of stories for children titled "The Treasure of the Playa Malvin"
The group continued their lives. Joseph studied Archaeology. Martina finished her degree as a marine biologist. Sebastian became Commander. Guillermo specialized in Underwater Archaeology. Claudia studied Literature and is a good writer. John and Bermúdez did not study anything because it had completed the "university of life." Others were engineers, paleontologists, journalist, historian. All formed couples, some already had children. Excelled in their professions and worked successfully.
But every summer Malvin returning to the beach in search of treasure. Aurora

Martino

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My stories: The Gallegos

The Galician

Many

cuaando Galicia arrived in Uruguay English Civil War ended.

Some were driven by economic and other reasons, for ideological reasons.
Sebastian was a Republican, fought fiercely, his body bore witness through their scars.
was a graduate student, had good sense and intelligence. He had lived in El Ferrol, in the city. His family had a good pass, middle class farmers. Engaged in fruit farming, growing vegetables and raised some cattle. They had a house in the country and one in the city where the family lived and studied children. The war led
However, not only the earth, also the children, some died and others moved. Sebastian
fled Spain as a stowaway on a freighter. Uruguay arrived fully clothed. He tried to find other Galician on a street in an unfamiliar city. Montevideo was wet and foggy, he felt homesick for his homeland. He walked a lot, could stretch his legs, looking to sharpen the ear to hear a word of Galicia. Finally, while crossing through the door of a cafe, listened to what I expected. He was received with uproar: Jacks, songs, music of bagpipes. Those who lived and worked there knew the time of uprooting living Sebastian.
Soon, he began working as a waiter in a cafe. His life was austere, sparing tirelessly. The owners needed a quiet coffee, Sebastian does not hesitate to offer, that it saved the expenditure on housing.
His first months were working. His day off was spent in the café: Galicia wrote letters, did laundry and homesickness came over him.
One of his colleagues invited him to meet a meeting place for newcomers Galician. Valle called Miñor. There he met many contemporaries, sought to known relationships, drank wine, danced and played the bagpipes. Sebastian a moment forgot his homeland.
spoke with men and women, young and not so much. All retained some trace of the war. Everyone had a strong memory of their relatives who remained in Spain. He learned that his compatriots got together money to send to relatives who could not come.
That day he met Lola, a sizzling young, optimistic. For the first time heard that this is my new home, I found what I was looking Uruguay in Spain, in Galicia my dear. Sebastian became interested in the opinions of Lola, approached her and started asking. Montevideo
Lola discovered something of Galicia: the rainy, humid days most of the year, the wind blowing from the sea, smell fish in the sea and people who shared an ancient common tradition.
forwarded it all to Sebastian, the conversation lasted.
free days, Sebastian was going to meet with others. Lola, too. Sebastian wanted to know about it, I had never seen in Galicia.
She lived near the estuaries of Ferrol, in contrast, the village was to the east, next to Castile. The mountains began to share the Galician landscape. Lola Peña saw Trevinca height, so high that it seemed to be very close.
His family was very poor. The infertile soil forced them to take some sheep and goats in search of pasture more tender and plentiful. Harvesting the garden. The father looked for a job outside the planting or harvesting. Once, he walked to the coast and set out to fish. Brought some scallops as a gift for their children and little money. Lola's mother, as well Galician loved her man and did not want to be lost at sea.
had a cow that gave milk to all.
When Civil War began, the father had to go to the front. Lola, his mother and his brothers hid in the kitchen cow and sheep and goats were not. Papers used as a cover for sheets and blankets, reserved for sewn clothing.
The cow was sacred: the food was safe. The boys brought water and pasture in the vicinity.
Lola's father soon returned because he suffered a war wound it impossible to fight. He returned with a cousin, also invalid. The two men decided to send their children outside of Spain. The migration would save them from hunger and, if all went well, they would go after them.
So was Lola, siblings, cousins \u200b\u200band other young people to Montevideo, Uruguay's capital city and port of communication with Spain and the rest of the world.
was employed as a maid in a luxurious home.
"I have lots of food, told Sebastian. The "lady" treats me well. His daughters are about my age and are friendly. Yes, I say Gallega or Galleguita, but I do not care, I remember my roots.
"I live here," continued the young. Clean, wash clothes, help with the "lady" to cook, iron, comb girls for the holidays. I have my bedroom, my bathroom and my driveway independent.
-going, followed, say my bedroom, but is the servant.
"Everything shines in that house, my" lady "to her friends praise me.
"Stop counting, Lola, said an old Galician. You do not know that counting is talking to herself. Dancing woman dancing and singing as you know. Leave stories.
"Hey, you, Sebastian said the old man, where are you?
Ferrol-Del.
-Account more, man.
"Nothing different at all, I came to escape the Civil War, had fought with the Republicans, but got away and here I am.
"I like you, will you work with me, asked the old Manolo.
Sebastian told him about his work as a waiter and the advantage of having a place to sleep.
-I offer more, "said Manolo, my son can not do everything, I have a large coffee, my wife and my daughters cook for the customers ... it is hard work. Uruguayan Between you, you prefer. The Uruguayans living an easy life, are for offices and the "Desktop", all want to be doctors, not the back squat. They think that's for Galicia. Manolo
convinced Sebastian. His former employer was happy because he could not offer more.
"You are a valuable and strong young man, go your way," said the first pattern.
fact, Sebastian's life changed with Manolo. He worked hard, saved, sent something to his parents and it all had to Lola. She continued with her "lady", saved, sent part of Galicia but his desire was to bring his parents. Not spend anything, the landlady gave him clothes, gave him food and encouraged to save.
"You can be a lifelong servant, asked him one day while peeling potatoes. Board meeting a lot, you deserve to have a family and a home decent. Lola answered
saved to pay for passage to their parents.
"Sounds good, added the" lady ", but one thing does not remove the other, you can go looking for a young, yes, visits here at my house, you have to walk down the street. You have a garden, your rooms, boardwalk for strolling. If you go to the movies with a young man, you will accompany me or one of my daughters. Lola
simply to give thanks and tell your boss how well he treated her.
"You deserve it, you are very good, very valuable, we'll help at all, concluded the woman. Sebastian
Lola looked every Sunday in the Valley Miñor. The story went as expected: it ennoviaron. The girl let her know all the demands of his "lady" that catered to the young.
They had saved enough for their parents arrived to Uruguay to work. Manolo
installed another restaurant and ordered it to Sebastian. That allowed her parents work. Fortune began to grow. For three years he lived in Montevideo and Lola knew. It was time for marriage.
The "lady" helped him choose rings, wedding dress and offered his home for the holiday. Then Lola was a fashion house to choose a white dress which gave gladly.
The end is imaginable. Lola and Sebastian are still couples had children and grandchildren, traveled to Spain. Lived well and happy as all that changed Galician homeland and arrived in Uruguay, which they call "my country elected." Here was what they want and not find peace in their land.
came a time when Uruguay experienced a dictatorship and faded country style. Fabian
cried. Only he and the other Galician knew how hard it is when darkness covers institutions and people, when the terror comes from the State, all are under suspicion and trust are lost. Miñor Valley became silent: no more Jacks and bagpipes. The villagers met to talk quietly. Killed hours with a game of cards.
Nothing could do for their status as foreigners, struggling to avoid being expelled from their homeland elected. "
One day, Manolo said Fabian:
"Hey, dammit, that beast is the man. We are running from a broken country, find peace here, we form our families, we want this land. And these fucking Uruguayan given for fighting and putting terror. They have so many good things, why this! Who gives handle! Oh! Piece of donkeys!
"I heard that many suffer torture, he said Fabian. And others have disappeared.
"Damn, Manolo repeated. Aurora

Martino