You've
crawled through muck and mud, crossed deadly mine fields and moved from
tree to tree in the dead of night to get here. Crossing enemy lines
isn't an easy task, but your hardest mission is now in front of you. You
see your target standing on a balcony 300 yards away. Eliminate him,
then everyone can head home to their loved ones. The wind is calm and so
is your breath — but your heart isn't. Even a military-trained,
dead-eye sharpshooter still gets nervous from time to time. You line up
your prey in the crosshairs, exhale and squeeze the trigger.
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