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Brian’s pupils dilated as he heard the first shot echo deafeningly across the deserted outskirts of town. He gingerly moved outward from the wall. Michael copied him, and Bill cautiously peeked his head around the corner. As their enemies’ building came into view, Brian noticed that the sniper who was closest to them lay inertly on his perch. It was difficult to tell whether the killer was dead, and the Brian saw no movement. But he determined after focusing that the sniper had been killed. His head rested face down on the concrete, and his hands were no longer wrapped around his rifle.
Another sniper on the opposite corner of the same roof snapped into high alert. No trace of the apathy that had been creeping up on him remained. He stared into his scope, controlling his breathing, and using it to enhance his concentration. Scanning for the source of the bullet, he saw another gunman on a rooftop in front of him. A fading wisp of smoke emanated from his rifle barrel. The sniper lined up his target and adjusted his scope. The other man was oblivious about him, so he was sure that he could easily kill him. He put his finger on the trigger, and took a deep breath.
The third sniper, with Matt’s group, lined up his shot. He saw a second killer on a rooftop, looking for the man who killed his partner. As the gunman saw Ray’s smoking gun and prepared to send him a bullet, the sniper with Matt aimed at him. He wouldn’t let him get rid of Ray so easily. As the enemy put his finger on his trigger, the man on the rooftop across the street released a white-hot piece of metal.
Ray heard a second shot reverberate off every solid surface. He looked around for the shooter, detecting movement in his periphery. On top of the building where his first victim lay, he saw another sniper and prepared to shoot. But then the man was no longer a threat. Only a fraction of a second after Ray noticed the sniper, his partner killed him. Ray watched blood spurt out of his throat. The killer slumped to the floor. He would never fire another shot.