Sniper: Legacy Page #5

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The drugs and weapons

will be destroyed on site.

This is not a recovery mission.

We leave zero signature.

Questions?

Thank you.

Right.

While Major Shope and your

I.N.L. team are busy f***ing them up,

my boys and girls will be on the green-side

providing long-range support.

For those of you who skipped class,

that's short for sniping in the weeds.

Thank you.

We'll also be filling the surrounding areas

with these little babies.

GSM surveillance devices,

real time HD audio and video

with an IR range of 60 feet.

I'll be monitoring all the video feeds

on the crisis zone.

If it moves with a gun,

we will watch it in HD.

Whoever shows up to kill you

is the bad guy.

We've invited him with a stream of

unsecured radio chatter

pinpointing the town

and your team's presence there.

So, if this guy shows you've got my back?

We have.

You any good with those long-guns, Major?

I'd rather take my long-guns,

than your short arms.

Well said.

Gear up.

Let's get it done.

- YOUR PAPERS? IDENTIFICATION.

I'm just passing through.

I don't want any trouble.

- PUT YOUR HANDS UP!

Come on, guys. Let's not do this.

- Here it is.

- Good.

800 meters out from the center of town.

Sir, if I may,

why do they call you Bullet-Face?

I've had 74 confirmed kills.

And 67 of those have been face shots.

- Quite a statement.

- More of a trademark.

Sir, why did you leave Brandon behind?

There's more at play here

than you need to know about.

But I do what's right in the moment

at the time.

- You always know what's right for us?

- Yeah, pretty much.

You think you could ever be wrong?

Keeps me awake at night.

Okay, get ghillied-up, play hide.

Lots of friendlies out there, no tangos.

Roger that.

Viper-Two, Viper-Two, this is Viper-One,

over.

Viper-One, this is Viper-Two,

send your traffic, over.

Watch your target indicators down there.

You've got shine, over.

Roger that, over.

Pantyhose. Sexy.

If you saw half the sh*t I did with this,

you would blush.

F***ing slut.

Nice hide, Mango.

We got movement, two o'clock, over.

Stay frosty, Viper-Two.

Safeties off.

Any sign of Tango, over?

Negative, over.

Keep your eyes on the prize.

Find me Simpson. Viper-One, out.

Roger that.

Major, how's everything going out there?

This shithead pushing up daisies yet?

I'm in the middle of it now.

Gunnery Sergeant Beckett with you?

He's confined to base.

Is he?

That's where I left him.

Well, he's gone.

Hasn't been seen since yesterday.

That's news to me.

I'm sitting to get a bad feeling

about this, Major.

Finish it!

So no pressure then. Just hurry up.

Exactly, Major.

No more Marines dying.

Roger that.

Okay, boys. Stay sharp now.

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