Sniper
May 9th, 2019 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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As if part of the land Masha merges into the rubble. A file of battle-weary Wehrmacht fighters passes.
The last is in her sights.
She had hunted deer in Siberia. They never detected her, so camouflage in Stalingrad’s snow-clad ruins is easy.
Deer, she respects, sharers of the Motherland, killing only for meat.
These Nazi scum are vermin. She would exterminate them all if she could.
She aims for the chest to mortally wound. He falls.
Two comrades rush back to help.
Her next two bullets pass through their foreheads.
She scurries off undetected, three more notches to her name.
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