06-13-2011
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Alex, who was higher than the party had shots on each enemy.
He scanned the area before shooting and counted.
Alexander: Twenty-two...visible.
Alexander crawled to cover, he checked his sniper and flicked on his thermal. He remembered the strenuous days in the beginning of the war, when he was a rook. Now, he was a hardened killer.
Alexander stuck his sniper barrel beside a rock formation, it was barely visible. But, he could see every single one of his targets.
He scanned one final time for the leader of the enemies. When he found him, he took a deep breath.
Alexander fired his M40A3, the bullet flew across the air in a flash and struck the leader in the throat. He fell to the ground, grasping it. Within seconds two more enemies dropped from bullets to their chest.
Alexander reloaded in a flash and began to change cover.
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