Sniper count

You stay in the trees or on top of mountains

You wait calmly for your chance to strike like a rattlesnake waits for its pray.

Then your target comes with in range.

You take a breath and hold it as you look threw the scope your heart beats faster and out of your chest.


The voice in your head screams take the shot God damn it.

You fire hopeing to God you don't miss.

You got it the perfect shot straight in the head the deer falls on the ground dead.

One bullet down another 20 to go to as you count down the sniper count...