[i]He looked at the jet and then the box.[/i]
"This is some fūcked up shit Minerva."
[i]He said to himself as he quietly moved down to the street.[/i]
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[i]Jack booked it for cover as soon as he heard the crack of the bullet.[/i]
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[b]You hear another crack, the ping of metal beside you.[/b]
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"Shit." [i]He said as he ran into the building, but staying in the light.[/i]
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[b]Most corpses were gone by now, the sun almost fully over the horizon. The sniper stays quiet, likely waiting for a shot.[/b]
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[i]He grabbed a piece of a broken mirror and peeked it out of the corner to see who was shooting at him. [/i]
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[b]He spots a scope glint about 1/4 mile off, atop a 3 story building.[/b]
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"Huh, alright." [i]He secretly teleported into another building, a bit more woozy but after he regained himself. He set himself up for another shot, aiming at the sniper. He calculated distance, wind sped bullet travel and distance all in his head before taking the shot[/i]
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[b]The bullet goes straight through the other guy's scope, blasting his brains out. Sadly, he'd already taken your best source of info.[/b]
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[i]He sighed as his scope grew red[/i] "Damn, looks like I'll have to find another resource. "
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[b]You feel exhausted as you were awake all night, and decide you should probably rest so you can catch the next airdrop.[/b]
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"Someone's playing games or something because they are providing airdrops." [i]He sighed, grab the care package, locked the vehicle and went back up to the top of the building to rest.[/i]
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[b]He starts to have convulsions.[/b]