Sergeant Aerne was nothing more than a shrub on the landscape, he was a tan-green spec on a forty kilometer hunting ground. To the organic eye, he was invisible, and he'd been there for days, high powered sniper rifle in hand, focused on an enemy facility a mile out.
With the advanced sensor technology of the twenty-third century, Aerne could study the hostiles in the building, the vehicles, the weaponry, the f****** number of rats in the basement. He had access to it all, and the opposition didn't have the slightest clue. That was definetly a benefit to being one of the Allie's Elite Soldiers. He was always a step ahead of his prey, and he loved it.
Aerne was almost glad that the Third World War had been raging his whole life, He knew it was sad and all but where else could he have gone and had a job like this? He'd been payed to assassinate bad guys for the last ten years of his life, what a job! He loved it.
His ear-plug-comm-device signaled in, he was about to receive an incoming message from one of his fellow operatives, who were also scattered about the forty kilometer hunting ground.
"Ello Aerne, just thought I'd clue you in on a patrol headed your way. Six total, one sargeant leads a couple o' corporals, specialists, and a private. Get snuggly under your camo. ETA two minutes."
That was Havoc, Aerne's two hundred pound Irish comrad. He trusted him more than anyone else alive, and they'd known each other for about fifteen years. Aerne spotted the patrol and secured his camo. He wasn't worried, with his chameleon suit and complete camo, nothing had ever spotted him. Infact, a group of deer had crosed his path earlier that day, and just kept on walking. He loved his equipment.
Soon the patrol came and went and before long they were completing another circuit. Good God, Aerne was tired of waiting. He rechecked the wind and calculated his shot. Then he sat there, keeping the communication ith his team as minimal as possible and not moving for another set of hours. One of the Axis sat in the window, what a stupid thing to do, and started reading a book. Aerne zoomed in his scop eand read along...
Hours later, deep into night, the order from Command came and Aerne and his fellow operatives all calculated their shots, increased the power behind each one, and found a live hostile inside. The Allied snipers numbered six, the hostiles inside four. Two were going to get hit twice,he grined, poor b******s.
The Snipers secrenized their shots and on three squeezed the triggers. Any resistance between the rifles and their targets was elimanted. Stone walls exploded, metallic alloy were peirced, body armor was worn to no avail. Within thirty seconds, all four of the Axis soldiers lay dead and fourteen missiles aimed for Allied Bases were never released. Aerne and his fellow operatives had won the day, and now they could stretch. Thank God.
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