Why Change? (Straight furry story)

43. The Sniper Class

"Alright, after that week of training, we think we have the roles and the course for each of you." he hands out sheets of paper, when he gets to me he hands me a sheet of paper, it reads

Advanced Sniper Course III

in the field, you displayed above average marksmanship and had a fixed goal to defeat the opponent. This course is to develop your skills and find the best places, your weapon will be the M1101A1 CSASS. The course starts on the 1st of August, so be there at 0800 hours and we'll be all good. See you there. 

The letter wasn't addressed to anyone in particular, so I guessed that others would be joining me, this would create problems. The people that I'll work with are not going to be with me, meaning that the very last people I meet, aren't going to be there if, and when, I die. Same for them, their last encounter will be with us, and, since we won't be within walking distance, if we do get shot, we may not be able to make it with our final words. I decide to draft 'A Letter Of My Last Wishes' immediately.

I arrive at the gates on the first of August, at 0756 hours, so I was relatively early, but, there was already five others in the line. There was six of us inclusive of myself, to how it looked, I was late-er than everyone, even though I was before time. 

When I get to the front, the sergeant says "you're hellfyre? well I'll be, I expected you be... a little stronger lookin'. Dah well, can't argue with what's been done. 'emember, don't dye your tail when you're in the locker room, it'll kill the grass" I looked him over and said "I'm just here to get by and serve my country, and that 'dye', is one hundred percent natural, I don't think you'll have any problems" he looks at my tail again "I'll give ya a month before the dye washes out". He takes the 'Invite' and says "go wait over with the others" I do as be says and wait around for a bit. 

"Ok," he says clasping his paws together "you are snipers, we pack light, we eat light, we have almost everything light because our guns are fuckin' 'eavy, you people were given a separate weapon. Our primary is Jensen, 'cause you got the fiddy cal, we are all back ups, well, I'll  be in CP, but, 'ou'll all have earpieces, so if anyone is shot, just say whatcha need ta say and I'll make sure to pass it on to ya families." we go through a rigorous training exersise for those who never operated a gun, and how to do a field strip in case the weapon doesn't seem to work.

With Jensen, a white fox who had a really good reaction time, behind a 'fiddy cal', we seemed to be a really formidable opponent, but we needed other troups to guide us because we have no purpose to shoot anywhere unless it directly affects us. And the M1101A1 CSASS looked way to close to an M4A1, which was uncanny because this is supposed to be a sniper rifle, not an assault rifle.