Post by privatefirstclass on Aug 17, 2008 1:22:33 GMT -5
"I would fix your friends if i were you. Sorry about the gun. Take this." PFC hands him a radio. "Let me know if you need me. I'm gonna take up a sniper position somewhere on these buildings. I'll try to lead people over this way." PFC looks at all the body parts. "Strange, but i think he'll come back to life. People have a strange way of never dying in Malton don't they?"
PFC leaves the Cinema. He treks about a block down the street, and finds a suitable sniping spot. He puts on a ghillie suit with concrete and stones all throughout the threading. He pulls out a claymore and puts it at the single door leading through to the roof. Then, he sets up his bipod for his M40 sniper rifle. "Always, I find a cure for boredom..." He pulls out a piece of jerky and takes a bite."Fucking stale....whatever."
PFC leaves the Cinema. He treks about a block down the street, and finds a suitable sniping spot. He puts on a ghillie suit with concrete and stones all throughout the threading. He pulls out a claymore and puts it at the single door leading through to the roof. Then, he sets up his bipod for his M40 sniper rifle. "Always, I find a cure for boredom..." He pulls out a piece of jerky and takes a bite."Fucking stale....whatever."