![]() ![]() Intended as a lighter, less-expensive alternative to the MP5, the UMP currently defines the state of the art in Information Age submachineguns. The Universale Machinenpistole first hit the streets in 1999. Once the trend caught on our Teutonic friends at Oberndorf tried their hand at something a bit spunkier. ![]() While the weapon was ignorantly derided on this side of the pond when it first debuted, nowadays everybody who makes guns makes their own polymer pistol. His polymer-framed pistol revolutionized the way the world made guns. Gaston Glock won the contract to arm the Austrian Army with a new handgun in 1982. The last round bolt hold open catch on the HK UMP is located in the same spot as that of your M4. Now Bond had only to keep him alive long enough to take him apart. White was the key that would ultimately unlock Spectre. White had a date with an MI6 interrogation team. He cocked his head ever so slightly to meet the agonized man’s gaze and stated flatly, “The name’s Bond, James Bond” before cracking the tiniest smile. Before the wounded man could retrieve his own sidearm he had his shoe over his forearm, pressing it into the gravel somewhat harder than was necessary. His target dropped unceremoniously to the ground with a groan. At this range the heavy subsonic bullet sounded like a hammer hitting meat. He then stood up, centered the gun’s sights and shot the man in the thigh with a single 9mm ball round. He waited until the target left the car and began walking up his sidewalk. The man likely drove German, a 7-series BMW or perhaps a Maybach Mercedes. He could feel the tires crunching the gravel before he heard the car’s exquisite engine. This Gemtech GM9 runs comparably well on a pistol or a submachinegun. As the gun operates via unlocked blowback a can does not adversely affect function. The HK UMP is right at home with a sound suppressor. This was not unusual in his experience with muzzle-mounted sound suppressors. He could cover the three 9mm holes with a golf ball, but they were indeed an inch up and right from his point of aim. He had paused his Aston on the drive up long enough to ventilate an unfortunate rubbish bin. What took its place now was cold and dark. He had walled that part off, sealed it away. There was none of the expected ache or yearning. He let his mind play on that for a moment. He had retrieved the submachinegun from the corpse of one of the operatives who had killed her. The one woman he had ever truly loved died in his arms mere hours earlier. He cradled the suppressed German submachinegun in his lap and let his thoughts drift. He had hidden his Aston Martin in an olive grove behind the palatial home where the car, too, was out of sight. He had chosen the spot carefully, ensuring that he could not be seen from the expansive crushed stone drive. The man leaned back comfortably against a low wall, enjoying a respite from the piercing Montenegro sun. Photography and Story by Will Dabbs, MD The Polymer Firearm Revolution Births a Truly Radical Submachinegun ![]()
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