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CRACK!

The suppressor on my rifle – what most civilians thought of as a ‘silencer’ – cut down on the sound and recoil, but the gunshot still echoed back at me from the surrounding buildings.

A split second later, blood spattered the curtains as the figure collapsed backwards into the room.

As I worked the bolt and ejected the spent shell, an explosion blasted out of the window.

BOOM!

“Nice shot,” Rachel said.

Chaos erupted down in the slums as gunfire chattered out of every street-level door and window. From this far away, it sounded like firecrackers popping off under a heavy blanket.

The NATO soldiers took cover behind the Humvees and returned fire.

“Target-rich environment,” Rachel said. “I could use a hand.”

“Copy that,” I answered and swung my scope down to street level.

I had just settled on a robed figure in a doorway –

When his chest exploded.

At the same instant, I heard the crack of a single gunshot and the echoes amongst the buildings.

“Nice shot yourself,” I said.

“Thanks.”

I looked for another target.

There – a man peeking over a windowsill, an AK-47 in his hands.

I pulled the trigger –

CRACK!

The wall behind him splattered red as he collapsed out of sight.

As I ejected the shell and chambered my next round, I heard another distant shot –

crack

Followed by echoes from the buildings around me.

When I panned my scope over to a doorway, I saw a body slumped on the ground that hadn’t been there before.

“We should have a competition,” I said. “Loser buys the first round.”

“You’re on – wait – oh SHIT – ”

I heard gunfire over the radio, louder than the muffled shots on the street.

“Bauer?! Rachel!” I yelled.

“Bogies on the roof!” Rachel shouted over the radio. “My spotter’s down, my spotter’s down!”

I swung my rifle towards the red building.

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