The Heart of Russia

"Alright, John, we'll set up a hasty ambush left and let them walk in about 200 meters. I got the M-60E3 ready to go."
"Alright James, My thermals are locked on them. They won't know a thing. I'm gonna pop off an M-203 grenade from my M-16. That should stun them so you can lay down a base of fire." The two waited as the eight-man patrol squad moved into range, unaware of what awaited them.
"Ready...." John said as he aimed the M-203 gernade launcher, ".....Now!" The grenade landed and hit perfectly, just 2-5 meters in front of the squad, taking out the point man who had a radio strapped to his back. There was no call for support now.

James laid down a base of fire, controlling the squad's movement as they moved right into John's line of fire. He took them out 1 by 1. Six of the eight squad members lay dead, covering the white snow now red.
"John, we have two on the move back!"
"James, they are outta my range!"