PhobosAnomaly

No I largely agree. My limited understanding of modern firearms would suggest that with an unmodified firearm, the safety catch would have had to have been manually disengaged (which is daft enough) and whatever has actuated the trigger must have pulled evenly on the trigger safeties too, which I’m finding really unusual.

If they’ve modified their weapon system though, then yeah it could be all sorts of jank interfering with the safety systems.

I’m still not entirely convinced it’s an actual discharge. The video feed I saw on the Bluesky post didn’t have sound so the discharge can’t be heard, and there’s no signs of impact on the snow or pavement, though in fairness the video is of a low frame rate.

I can’t quite see how that weapon discharges though.

The guy’s arms are well out flailing at the time of the flash negating a flinch reaction or grab of the trigger, and it seems to be before the full fall which would eliminate the possibility of a mechanical failure.

I can only imagine the trigger hooked on a piece of equipment. I thought it might be something else but it sure looks like a muzzle flash.

edit: In fact, that’s a really really focussed beam of light, perhaps it was some sort of tactical light mounted on the underside or side of the weapon?

Sorry friend.

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Remember: never run experimental commands (you or a GenAI) in a live environment. See how it breaks things in a test environment first - if it shits itself, you may even get to learn how to fix it before running the instruction on live data.

Anecdote time! A good friend of mine drove his car to a mutual colleague’s place once because the wipers were about as much use as two chicken breasts on metal poles. He says to our colleague “Hey Foxy, I hear you’re good with cars, can you fix these wipers for me? The rubber seems to be in good nick but it’s not clearing anything”.

“Sure thing,” Foxy proudly announces, “I’ll get to work”.

Foxy strips the wipers down, one component at a time, before dusting his hands off and walking away.

“What’s going on, Foxy? The thing’s still in bits!” my pal says.

“No idea,” says Foxy, “not a fucking Scooby mate” and goes back inside, leaving his wipers and actuating motor in about fourteen pieces on the roadside.

So much for being good with cars.