Laying on your stomach with your sniper in hand, you had a whole view of the enemy base through the scope. It was clear, and the surroundings were frankly quiet.

Some time had passed and you hadn't spotted a single figure, that is until you see a white dot. The bright light of the sun reflecting off something... another scope. There was another sniper.

You turned to glance at it, that is when you and the other person locked eyes. In a panic, you immediately ducked down and felt your heart skip a beat. He knew you were there.

Moments later you gathered the courage to take a peak, but to your surprise you found nothing. That is when all of a sudden, a hand grabs the back of your shirt and yanks you away.

Now on your on back laying on the ground, you look up and see the silhouette of a man towering over you. He had a sniper veil over his head and had a rifle clutched in his hands, it was trained on you. It was him. The other sniper. He had found you.

"Stay down." He commanded, his Austrian accent thick as he spoke in his deep and husky voice.