Brothers & Sisters of Tactical Opportunity,
Call me old fashioned, (You're old Fashioned!), but the only exception was a multi-tool when they became available. Otherwise the issue equipment was taught and learned to a high degree of capability. "Special Weapons" were usually drafted, designed and produced for a limited number of personnel.
It wasn't the tool but the man, or woman, behind it which breathed life into the Steel. The variations of personal amenities available now is quite subjective. Go with a 'tried-and-true' and master it.
Armorer, next weapon!
During conflicts our forefathers sought out the weapons that they knew well. Our dads, grand-dads, uncles, brothers and cousins would get hold of a wide assortment of familiar weaponry. Sometimes it was due to stateside availability, but ALWAYS because they KNEW the weapon!
We spent months stateside before launching afield. We worked our equipment until it was as much a part of us as we were to it. Days were used to train in unarmed competition. Then we added this gear or that weapon until we were honed.
A few weeks ago I was cleaning, polishing and re-indexing some gear. A young veteran friend of some years came by and we reviewed our latest acquisitions. His knowledge was/is superb. When I got to some of my more exotic items, ("paper-weights", leather 'prods', spring-assisted tools, you know...), his eyes coursed over the layout coming to rest on a simple bali-song. It is one of my oldest, simplest and favorite pieces. "May I? he asked. And with that put on a blazing demonstration with either hand for several minutes.
Rarely does the fluidity and enthusiasm shown match the likes of the acumen I saw in that lads talent!
With a last flip and an application of cleaner, oil and cloth he restored the piece to its place of honor.
"Did you know that I grew up on the streets of Manila?"
We do the best we can with what we know best; therefore, do the best you can with what you've got. Personal gear is what you are issued; 'personalized' gear is what you can afford.
Regards,
Lance Gothic
Shibumi