Bailey frowned, hearing the hum of engines behind, he quickly spun around, placing a hand firmly on the handguard on his EBR, and wrapping his fingers tightly around the pistol grip. He lifts it quickly, aiming down the scope at the buggy. He examined the driver, some old man. He furrowed his brow, then eyed the engine of the buggy. Quickly, he tipped his gun to the side and pressed down on the eject, letting the magazine drop into his hand and reaching down to his mag pouches, taking out a magazine wrapped in red tape. He placed the other magazine in the same pouch, then brought the other to his mouth, kissing it through his sniper's veil and then placing the magazine in the magwell, giving it a reassuring bump on the bottom to make sure it was locked in place, and pulling the charging handle back to chamber a 7.62x51mm round with a red striped tip on it. He aimed back down the red dot sight on his weapon, aiming for the engine and measuring the distance in his head. He adjusted his aim vertically, then squeezed the trigger, a 7.62x51mm AP round heading straight for the engine block.
