POTD: The World After - CBRN Officer with Glock Raised

Eric B
by Eric B

CBRN officer, post-collapse. The suit's sealed, the Glock's raised, the city's already lost. That sickly moon filters through a smog layer that hasn't cleared in years. The air outside is the colour of old concrete. Not grey exactly, more like the memory of colour, bleached and contaminated into something that sits heavy in the lungs. Or would, for anyone breathing it. He sure isn't.

The CBRN officer stands framed against the murk, M90 uniform swallowed into the background like he grew out of it. The Swedish splinter pattern was designed for forests, but it turns out ruin has its own kind of camouflage. The FM54 mask covers everything above the collar. The panoramic visor is wide and dark, not quite reflective, not quite transparent, and behind it, you can't read anything. No expression, no hesitation, no fear. Just the mask, and whatever is behind it. Fresh air hisses quietly through the tubes. Clean. Bottled. Precious.

Then you notice it. Not the AP2C, the handheld detector, but the Sako Ak 24 hanging in the sling.

Photos by Mr Olof Olsson / Swedish Armed Forces for the CBRN School.

https://www.instagram.com/cbrnskolan/ 

Eric B
Eric B

Ex-Arctic Ranger. Competitive practical shooter and hunter with a European focus. Always ready to increase my collection of modern semi-automatics, optics, thermals and suppressors. TCCC Certified. Occasionaly seen in a 6x6 Bug Out Vehicle, always with a big smile.

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