gin soaked degenerate intrepid novelist and man-about-town - WL Emery - is on safari in darkest Africa or in the far east Orient... you can bet he packs some serious iron when he goes about his business! I've been with him when he tangled with the 4th Reich when we came across a city of gold in the jungles of Oogah Boogaloo in Africa, and he was carrying his trusty Mauser C96 'broomhandle' submachine pistol. He gave a good account of himself with it, but I fear it might be on the small side for our next trip into harm's way in the mountainous chithole country of Dirkadirkastan - where everything could be on the menu. From filthy, flea bitten muzzie sandrat head hunters, to abominable snow men at the higher altitudes.
Fortunately Ian over at Forgotten Weapons is on hand to furnish us with the proper tools for the job!
Gosh. I would love to have the time and money to fab up a box of ammo for that beast. These old black powder guns are fascinating. They don't kill with high velocity and trauma as modern arms do. They gain power with projectile mass and kill with momentum. At close range I would bet dollars to donuts that beast could put one through both sides of a deer.
I wonder what that one eventually sold for? There is a certain charm to these antiques, and one wishes that these artifacts could talk and speak of their former owners and where they've been.