Pale Horse Coming
“Sam stood there, trans-fixed, caught up in the utter fragility of it. His fingers, not ideally distributed against the tension of the ribbon, nevertheless held it taut, and with his other hand he pinned the cardboard box flat. He had very little room to move, not without disturbing his hands and somehow altering the tension on the ribbon which, if he had figured this thing out correctly, could release the firing pin of what had to be an M1 Pull Firing Device, or something similar, which would a...llow the spring-driven striker to plunge forward against whatever primer was in the package, and the whole thing would go ka-boom. End of house. End, more to the point, of Sam.
He tried to recollect the thing. The M1s were ubiquitous in the war, standard equipment for rigging booby traps in defensive positions, but common to any artillery or mortar unit as well. For if you were in danger of being overrun and didn’t want your guns to fall into enemy hands, you could unscrew the fuse of a shell, screw in the M1, pull out the safety pins (two of them), and run a cord from the big ring at the end of the device to your position under cover.MoreLess
He tried to recollect the thing. The M1s were ubiquitous in the war, standard equipment for rigging booby traps in defensive positions, but common to any artillery or mortar unit as well. For if you were in danger of being overrun and didn’t want your guns to fall into enemy hands, you could unscrew the fuse of a shell, screw in the M1, pull out the safety pins (two of them), and run a cord from the big ring at the end of the device to your position under cover.MoreLess
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