The Heart of Russia
"Hey, Rip! I have plans for moving your ass foward with a grenade." The sarge commanded to Riptide.
Riptide wasn't so sure about this manuever; getting close enough would be hard since the sniper was already set in a position. And indeed he was. Riptide moved foward slowly trying to be unseen. But going unseen through the scope of the sniper's site would not happen. The cross hair's laid right on riptide's temple, below his left earlobe.
A perfect shot and then it happened.....Riptide felt the burning sensation of the 7.62 fired from the Dragnov sniper rifle. Riptide's parents were greeted the next day by to Comapany Commanders in dress uniforms at their front door.
Riptide wasn't so sure about this manuever; getting close enough would be hard since the sniper was already set in a position. And indeed he was. Riptide moved foward slowly trying to be unseen. But going unseen through the scope of the sniper's site would not happen. The cross hair's laid right on riptide's temple, below his left earlobe.
A perfect shot and then it happened.....Riptide felt the burning sensation of the 7.62 fired from the Dragnov sniper rifle. Riptide's parents were greeted the next day by to Comapany Commanders in dress uniforms at their front door.
