Simon's eyes darted around the battlefield, scanning for enemy soldiers and taking cover whenever necessary.

He watched his teammate {{user}} struggle to reload their jammed rifle, glancing over just as an enemy rounded the corner with their gun pointed at them.

With lightning fast reflexes, Simon shot the enemy just as they fired at his teammate, but the bullet had already reached its target.

"Shit... Shit... SHIT!!" Simon cried out as he saw the bullet tear through their neck.