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Silently, I duck and crouch to go through the hole in the wall, knowing full well the room to the left is an excellent nest for snipers. It’s a huge possibility whoever is inside has killed at least one of the men on my team.

I want to keep the element of surprise on my side, so I slowly proceed into the Nest.

Empty.

Then a loud bang, generally behind me, the unmistakable report of the sniper’s preferred rifle, the Arctic Warfare Police, commonly known as the AWP. I rotate quickly, heart beating, expecting to be staring down the barrel of a gun, a split-second before getting my head blown off.

I hold my breath. But all I see is an empty space leading to an empty doorway.

I breathe out a sigh of relief and said a short prayer of thanks.

Then proceeded to the doorway thinking maybe the infidel sniper has switched positions. I started to run but caught myself and slowed down to a walk for fear of my footsteps being heard.

As I exited the door the only way I could turn was left. Thinking he’s in one of the corners of the connector stairs, maybe even facing the Palace, I keep walking silently.

Then, to my surprise and amusement, I see the enemy sniper backing away from the connector stairs. The chorus of the song “Watch Your Back” suddenly started playing in my head. “I’m right behind you. So you better… watch your back!”

I resist shooting but I keep my aim trained on his head. Just in case I need to do a quick kill.

As I draw closer he started to move and looked like he was about to check his surroundings for threats, specifically for my other men, or even me. So I throw my AK-47 to my back, making use of the sling to quickly set it behind me, and pull my knife out of its sheath, then I sprint towards the sniper.

I’m still a bit too far. He turns around to look behind him, the AWP swinging wildly. Thank God he turned the other way, otherwise, I would’ve been knocked out by the rifle’s barrel hitting me on the side of my head.

I aim for his head and slash as hard as I can. But at the last moment, he jumped back towards where I was coming from and I missed. I stopped dead in my tracks, turned quickly around, and for a second time fearing I’ll be right in front of his rifle’s muzzle. He ended up a little to the left of me as I’m facing him. I bobbed my head like a boxer’s, going under his rifle, and as I came up I tried slashing his face but got his chest instead. Blood started spurting out from his chest, but he’s still a threat to me. As he was turning to pivot his body towards me to take aim I bob once more to the other side, straightened my legs, lunged forward like Manny Pacquiao sending a haymaker to his opponent, and stabbed my knife into the sniper’s eye.

As his body starts to slump lifelessly down to the ground I looked at the doorway I just came from that leads to the Sniper’s Nest, making sure there are no threats. I sheath my knife back and position my AK-47. I run to the connector stairs to check if there are other threats, or if anyone survived from my crew. I saw him running up. I give a nod and turn to continue patrolling the area.

I have to make sure the coast is clear for the bomb to be planted, or if there are any more infidels lurking around to be a threat to the cause.

Running across the target site, and seeing one of my men approach the target boxes and crouch down, I glance at him to make sure he has the bomb in his hands then proceeded towards to pathway to where the infidels have set-up their command center. With no responses from the other men on my crew, I have assumed they were killed, the rest of us who are still alive need to pull double-duty and take up the slack our dead comrades have left us.

“The bomb has been planted,” I hear the report on my two-way radio. I heave a sigh of relief knowing half of the job is done. Now we go on the defensive and protect the objective.

I pass the military vehicles used by the counter-terrorist team. Seeing no one around I continue sweeping the area. Approaching the hole in the wall I passed through earlier I glanced at the small radar each one of us in the team has which show yellow dots marking each living person on the team. Suddenly, a red dot appeared indicating one of the enemies! I grit my teeth. Then one of the yellow dots disappears. Another friend killed.

I snuck into the vent, the hole in the wall, completing a circuitous route back to where I was almost killed earlier, and walk silently towards the doorway a second time.

I hear gunshots. I’m almost at the firefight. Quickly peeking at the radar I see the last of the yellow dots disappear as the exchange of gunshots ceased. I held my breath. I’m all alone in this fight right now.

I keep walking. Tensing up to make sure every step I take won’t make any kind of noise. Then, just like the sniper before, the enemy who killed the last of my crew backed up towards the door I’m approaching then suddenly moved forward out of my sight. But, he has given up his position. I assumed, correctly, he was taking cover and looking out at the open space of the site. Maybe keeping the planted bomb in his vision while scanning for the last of the threats: me.

Unbeknownst to him, I was just a few feet behind him. I wanted to take revenge for all the deaths he or his team has caused us. I want to be up-close-and-personal when I take his life away from him. So I let my AK go, letting it hang on its sling, and unsheathed my knife once more. When I see him he’s crouching by a corner thinking the stone walls will be enough cover for anything I’ll be sending his way.

He was so wrong. With his back towards me I sprint to him with my knife out, and with all the strength I could muster I plunge the knife from behind to the base of his skull, delivering an instant kill.

With the blood of the enemies on my hands, I wanted to rejoice. But I caught myself. The bomb has not gone off yet. I need to stay clear of the blast and report back. I run down the connector stairs and turn right away from the Sniper’s Nest. I run towards the apartments for safety and shelter, and to wait for further instructions.

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