‘That’s good to hear,’ he said. He turned to face the target. ‘So, safety off, right?’ ‘You got it,’ said Shepherd. Kettering flicked the safety off, put the stock against his shoulder and looked through the sights. ‘It’s set for single fire,’ said Shepherd. ‘Don’t want you to blow the target apart the first go.’ Kettering aimed and pul ed the trigger. There was a bang, muffled but loud, but the target seemed to be unscathed. ‘You went high,’ said Shepherd. ‘Grip tighter with your left hand.’ Kettering did as he was told and fired again. This time a smal hole appeared dead centre of the chest. ‘Nice,’ said Shepherd. ‘Kil ed him stone dead,’ said Thompson. ‘Not bad,’ agreed Sean, standing with his hands on his hips. Kettering fired off the rest of the clip and most of them hit the target. The grouping wasn’t impressive but Shepherd knew that the size of the AK-47’s bul et meant that any shot to the chest at that range was pretty much guaranteed to be fatal.
