Colonel Laugh When She Missed — Then Froze When the Range Officer Whispered, “Check the Back Wall!” They said it would be quick—five rounds at fifty yards, a neat little demonstration to remind support staff to stay in their lane. The Wyoming sky over Fort Ironwood was a clean, hard blue; the paper targets fluttered like decisions. Private Nicole Harper stepped to the line with an M4 and a face nobody remembered from anywhere important. Behind the safety barrier, Combat Group Charlie leaned into