Operation Wolf Strike

The first shot, Year 2028

My name is Aamon, I'm a sniper for the marines, I was originally born in Galesburg, Illinois,on April 15, 2002. Hell, I still remember training, it was a pain in the ass, lemme tell you, not any sort of fun. They made you climb the highest walls, crawl through the toughest terrain. Some of you may think, oh, that'd be a blast, trust me. The training helps you adapt to your environment, letting you live in the harshest weather for weeks, even months.

The first shot, I'm still running after yesterday, I hit the target, but they found me, almost captured me, I barely slipped away, running, only hoping they wouldn't find me again, I'm almost out of ammo.

I still remember the way it went down yesterday......

"Have you approached the target yet, Aamon?" "I'm just getting there, calm the hell down, you need to have patient Lexi." "Well get the job done and head back, I don't need to lose another friend." "I know Mom, I know." "Ok Aamon, over and out" "Copy."

 I heard mic static in my earpiece, and Lexi was off, probably taking a coffee break, I thought to myself. I saw the vantage point, where'd I would take my first kill. As I got closer to the building, I could make out more details, it was an old, abandoned place, looked like a old apartment complex. I walked up the first flight of stairs, Sniper rifle on my back, m9 and tac knife out in front of me, ready to take down anyone in front of me, I slowly crept up the old stairs, the creaking noise was quite noisy, I just hoped it didn't attract attention to myself. When I got to the spot in the building, I had a view of the whole complex, I got my rifle off my back, a mean 50 cal. suppressed, just looking at it intimidates me myself. I fine tuned my scope to adjust to the elevation and distance, and wind speed.

 "Do you have a visual Aamon?" "No mom, not yet." Static was all I heard, I new the target was going to walk out of the designated building soon. "Mom, I have a visual on the target, permission to take the bastard down?" No, not yet, I'll let you know when to take the shot, you can do this Aamon." "Ok Mom, I believe in you." "You should, after all, I am your mom."

 I took a slow, ragged breath, I was nervous that I'd miss the shot, and I'd get caught, then lord knows what would happen to me. "Aamon, get ready to take the shot." "Copy", I was sweating now, finger on my trigger, ready to take him. "3...2...1... Now, take him, Aamon." I breathed in, looked at my target, and pulled the trigger, the bullet hitting him on the temple, a perfect dead shot.

"Mom, the job is done, I did it." "See Aamon? I knew you could do it, now get back to hq kid, got someone who really wants to see you again." See me again? I can't really imagine someone who would want to see me, yet alone "again", oh well, lets see who this person is. "Up in there, sniper!""Shit, mom I've been spotted!"

 "Get outta there Aamon!" All I heard was gunfire, and bullets hitting all around me, one grazed my shoulder, and I felt blood on my shoulder, I knew that instant I needed to get out of there, to run as fast as I could. When I reached the river, I heard shouts and barks, and someone ran into me, I grabbed him, and knocked him out, I slowly crept into the water, it was cold, but I could handle it. As I crossed the river, I heard the barking and shouting getting closer, I saw a few flashlights, and I went underwater, so I wouldn't be seen. As I popped back out of the water, I saw that the patrol trying to find me passed. I popped my head from under water, knowing my enemies had passed. From there on, I made my way back to Hq.