Stories tagged “rifle”
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Sequel to "In the company of bats"
The papers in the Forest Drive petrol station gives Obama (Caitlin likes to call him Osama) a strong lead over McCain; she makes a point of spitting when she steps outside. As she lights up there’s a blare from her SUV and she’s hollerin...
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Looking through the Scope (Part 3)
Larry and I waited two hours for Sebastian. Larry was drinking down the last of his juice and getting ready to pick up some clients just north when Sebastian walked in. “Sorry about the wait.” he said. I could see white residue on his nose....
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One Shot, One Kill?
Dropped straight into the heart of enemy territory. Crawling three kilometers over six days through Russian wilderness. Dragging along a 15kg Intervention sniper rifle. Not getting spotted by a single patrol en route. That was how damn good Lt. “...
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No Fun
Everbody likes a good secret, myself included. Who’s screwing who, who’s taking a little off the top, no matter what it is, everybody’s got their own little secret. Myself included. I have more than one secret, you might say that I...
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Sisyphus
Pavlov lights a cigarette, and fans himself with a girlie mag in a vain attempt to beat the intense heat that prevails even in the midday shade of the pipeline. The Equatorial Salt Flat is a hot place, and the desert wind roars through hot and gritty. ...
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On Patrol: Eyes in the Sky
“Don’t worry- I’m right behind you.” I wasn’t going to risk letting him out of my sight. Just because he had reason to trust all of his crew didn’t mean I did. This would be a perfect time for an assassin to strike. ...
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On Patrol: Going Down
My fingers were beginning to burn from the wind. I carefully flexed them to keep feeling in them. More of the strange creatures dropped through the cloud cover and curved toward us. The frame of the ship shook violently, once and then again, as the can...
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Pay the Universe No Heed
I slowly lift the rifle, lifeless in my hands but ready to bark at my command. For a moment I see my prey, a fleeting glimpse of too much flesh for so unsightly a man before my view goes white. I see nothing. All of existence is momentarily gone. Blink...
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The Mountain Man
My feet crunch through new snowfall, the powder muffling all other sounds. Most people find that eerie. I think it’s peacful. A crow yells at me from a nearby evergreen and I pause and look up. I pull a small morsel out of pocket and offer it up....
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Questions
" Let me see your hands, nice and easy now guy." I growl from behind my ski goggles. The man starts violently and whips around with his hands in the air. I can see blood all down the front of his department store monkey suit, and one of his f...