Into the Bombardment

The Bombardment Sniper

Sitting on the base of a rock formation in the Kalahari Desert of South Africa was a trained jet sniper, named Evan Martin, wielding his Barrett M95 fifty caliber sniper rifle.

He was underneath the bombardment currently going on, watching a large amount of World War II planes dogfighting, deciding he'd rid the world of a few mercenaries.

He aimed in his scope, holding in his breath, carefully positioning his shot, aiming at a Macchi C.200 "Saetta" as he took a breath in, and pulled the trigger, getting a hit on the Saetta's portside, cocking the rifle, watching a Curtiss P-36 "Hawk" dive onto the Saetta's six, disposing of it with its nose mounted thirty cal and fifty cal machine guns. Evan watched in a sociopathic awe of the destruction he is currently causing

He noticed the Hawk was coming at him, as he cocked the gun, he looked into his scope quickly and fired the gun into the radial engine of the Curtiss fighter, killing the engine, and dodging the shots the plane's pilot attempted to get on Evan, feeling his adrenaline level rise, he ran away from the rocks, jumping as the fifty and thirty caliber bullets rained on the ground.

As Evan cocked the bolt on his sniper, he fired once again; dislodging a wing on the Hawk; running out of the way as the plane crashed into the ground; Evan cocked the rifle once more, shooting at a B-series Bf 109, ripping the one of its wings off before it could locate him.

The Bf 109 fell out of the sky slowly in a spin, to which Evan cocked the gun once more, firing the fifty caliber rifle into the engine of the 109, killing the Daimler-Benz engine.

Checking behind him, he took cover underneath more rocks, aiming his last bullet at a Yakovlev Yak-1, firing the sniper once again, the bullet coarsed through the sky, hitting the Yak in the starboard wing, destroying one of its flaps, causing it to uncontrollably bank to the right, getting another Bf 109 to dive onto its six, disposing of it with its nose mounted 7.92 millimeter machine guns.

Evan ran to his Suzuki RM-250 dirtbike; kicking the pedal to turn on the two stroke engine, riding away from the bombardment.

His heart was pounding in nervousness, hoping none of the interwar fighters notice his attempt to make an escapade; a Hawker Hurricane strafed at the ground, missing all of its shots with its eight wing mounted seven point seven millimeter machine guns, it was dove onto by another P-36, taken out of the sky, it crashed into the ground; while Evan made his escape off of a makeshift ramp from a destroyed Su-27, jumping over a LaGG-3 that was in pursuit of a Yak-1; while performing a lazy boy. Evan felt his adrenaline jump up, as he landed the trick, safely touching down, while running from a Seversky P-35, which was bearing down on him, he entered a small canyon, with not only the P-35 in hot pursuit of him, but a Ki-43, and a C.200 were now chasing after him.

Not knowing how he would be able to escape the three fighters chasing after him, he jumped the dirt bike off of a ledge, over the Ki-43 which crashed into the ledge, ensuring the pilot was killed in the crash, he landed on the other side of the river, looking behind him to see the C.200 getting shot down by the P-35, to which a Brewster F-2A "Buffalo" was joining the chase to kill him, firing its four fifty caliber machine guns in close proximity of Evan's dirtbike, missing its shots.

Evan looked ahead, to see a Bf 109 getting ready to aim a shot on him with its twin nose mounted seven point ninety two machine guns, it opened fire at Evan, missing all of its shots; colliding mid-air with the Brewster Buffalo while crashing into the river inside the canyon.

As Evan checked behind him, a Polikarpov I-16 "Chaika" had latched on behind Evan, firing its four thirty caliber machine guns at him, followed by a few unguided rockets.

The ground was exploding near Evan, as he jumped off another ledge, over the I-16, getting behind the light fighter, he saw an exit from the canyon, and took the opportunity, knowing the route would be able to take him back to base, as he sighed in relief, shifting gears on his dirt bike and climbing out of the canyon; he could hear what sounded like a jet engined fighter, looking up, seeing an F-16 "Fighting Falcon" on bombardment patrol, and looking directly behind him to see many 1930's era fighter planes coming after him, he grabbed a flare gun from the pockets of his cargo pants, and fired it at the F-16.

In the F-16's cockpit, the pilot had realized that Evan was being pursued by the interwar fighter aircraft, to which he had entered a dive; and readied four AIM-9 "Sidewinder" missiles, and pulled the trigger, watching the sidewinders blast a few of the interwar fighters out of the sky.

Evan looked over, to see that four of the interwar fighters had been disposed of by the F-16.

As the F-16 maneuvered, a lone I-16 attempted to take it out of the sky with its twin ShVAK twenty millimeter autocannons, and a few unguided rockets in a head-on engagement, only to get its engine ripped to shreds by the Falcon's vulcan cannon, not being able to score any hits on the F-16 with any of its unguided rockets.

Upon evading the interwar fighters, Evan entered another canyon, nearing his camp. Upon arrival to his camp, he kicked out the kickstand; and killed the ignition to the dirt bike, lighting his fire, and laying down.