I rode up to the base on my motocross bike, the chief had called me for a seal team interview, so I got there 5 minutes early, so I wasn't late at all to make sure he thinks i'm not gonna be for missions... if I get the job that is. the man was moving toward the interrogation room. I went to the lady with a clipboard, who knew all the schedules of all the staff to make sure that I was to get the interview done in there. I knocked on the door, waited till the chief asked me to come in. when I sat down the man eyed me steadily as if he was observing my size and how I sat, and all that I was doing to get a good insight of what he should choose in the end. 'how do you do it?'
'do what?'
'rake up kills like a video game, I am looking at your in-course shooting scores, you have 99 out of 100 confirmed kills.' this surprised me for I never really thought about what I did for just practice actually counted for anything but, well, practice.
'do you realize that you are currently the top sniper we have at this base?'
'no, I was not aware of this why?
'because I have a mission for you.' he slid a file across the table, when you are done with this, burn it.'
'what? no this message will self destruct in 10 seconds?' as I said this I tried to make the most surprised face as I could. 'get out of here there is going to be a plane waiting for you here tomorrow, be ready.'
'do I get first class?'
'shut up.' he answered angrily.
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toppling the american government
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