"Gates! Get your a** out there and take out that gunner!" Sarge yelled out to Gates. They were in a mission to covertly assasinate a lead weapon dealer to the terrorist opperation, Flaming dragons.
Gates was a combat sniper, trained to snipe enemies in urban enviroments and assigned to be set to a squad. Currently, there mission wasn't going so good.
"Yes sir." Gates replied. the air was cold and his breath fogged, even through his balacava. Gates took attention to his enviorment. Cold, rainy, and a narrow street. Rain slid down his bandana, wrapped around his head.
He let the cold air fill his lungs. He had his shot. He pulled the trigger on his Barrett 50. caliber sniper rifle. He made the shot.
Unless i get good comments from my friends, I won't put this in the arena's, or make chapter 2. RATE MEHHH!!
· Fri Mar 20, 2009 @ 01:58am · 1 Comments