The buildings are crumbling around me, garbage is swirling around the streets as it seems like every time I take a breath my lungs get filled with the dust coming from the broken buildings . I have been sitting in the same spot for 20 minutes and then I see what I am looking for. The top of a helmet pops up over a piece of the crumbled wreck about 100 yards away, the helmet rises up and up, until I finally see the skin of my victim. I gently pull the trigger and my bullet races to the finish line in my opponents face. It seemed like slow motion, the blood splattered out the back of his head as it exploded upon the wall behind him. As I though about the kill I saw another helmet running from next to the dead man, I couldn't reload in time to hit him but I saw where he ventured to. I knew where he was, he did not know where I was. I picked up my radio and gave them the co-ordinates and in 3 minutes time shells rained down on the building where the opponent ran to.
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