Slimming the SIG Sauer M7: How Soldier Feedback Reshaped the Army’s New Rifle
The M7 started life as the heavy new kid in the squad, but once soldiers had their say and engineers listened, it grew into a rifle worth carrying.
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The M7 started life as the heavy new kid in the squad, but once soldiers had their say and engineers listened, it grew into a rifle worth carrying.
Soldiers are pushing the M7 through real field conditions, and the rifle is changing fast because the people who carry it refuse to accept anything less than combat ready performance.
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