I think this is what the men at the back should be thinking to each other:

"Hey, that Yankee ain't so tough, let's get him. Sure he's got a big Carbine and body armour and all. But we got our beards and fat. We'll be alright."

Nice gun. But makes me wonder where he's aiming at. I think the boy in the back feels pretty much the same. "Will the bugger hit the dog running across the narrow street? Don't think so. All that fat's clogged up his left eye. He can't see his momma in front of him, much less shoot a moving target.at 5 m/s."