It was last cleaned somewhere in a jungle in the south pacific by a Japanese soldier that didn't surrender until thirty years after World War 2.
You can hit the barn from 300 meters, but no one thinks you can damage it.
You don't reload the mag. You empty the rifle and then shout “Banzai!”
Your bolt has a weird push button safety that holds things together.
Your rifle had a sling, but a starving Japanese soldier ate it.
Your bayonet makes a great sword.
Everyone thinks your bullets are too wimpy to do much damage.
When you run out of ammo, your rifle and bayonet make a superb polearm for the banzai charge.
Recoil? Banzai!
Why do you need sights? Banzai!
Your rifle has fought in many places around the world that no one remembers.
Your rifle is taller than the soldiers it was issued to.
You paid $75.
Who needs ammo? Banzai!
You don't need to fix the bayonet. You just use it as a sword.
Service life 80 years or so if you count the holdouts.
It's easier to make a new rifle if you want to change cartridge sizes.
If your rifle breaks, Banzai!
You consider it a badge of honor if you can find ammo.
After a long day at the range you relax by watching Letters from Iwo Jima.
Your rifle's accessories are a dust cover that someone ditched and a bayonet.
Your rifle doesn't have a finish. Banzai!
You can't find any pictures of Arisaka Nariakira
Late at night, you sometimes have to fight the urge to launch a last ditch banzai charge on your neighbor's house.
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