When I pull that trigger and a single bullet pierces their skull, I smile and slip away into the shadows, waiting for the next unsuspecting victim to become my prey. It’s the patience and the waiting, the anticipation and the possibilities. Without sounding like an absolute psychopath, I take great pleasure in the thrill of knowing my enemy is a 100 metres away without having any idea my crosshairs rest upon their face. The sniper rifle is always my weapon of choice, regardless of the game I’m playing.
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