A deadly reunion (Final part)

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Mikhiel slowly scanned the area, his rifle raised as he watched the guards all around the building. He sighed and took a deep breath before starting to pick off the enemy guards and snipers. His rifle was suppressed and made little sound he skillfully killed the enemies and moved ahead, he grabbed a German from behind and slashed his throat before jamming the knife in his heart. He hid the body and kept moving, he continued to slowly take out the guards as he made his way into the safehouse, he was armed with only his rifle and knife. He only needed his fists for Amsel he would make him feel all the pain his motherland felt.

Mikhiel Slowly took out all the guards or so he thought, he was attacked by a soldier from behind, he flipped him over his shoulder and stabbed him in the throat which spattered blood over his face, he snarled and slowly walked up to Amsel's room. He opened the door and was hit in the face by Amsel, he took the punch and hit back hard and soon the two started to slug eachother one after another, Mikhiel slashed him across the face and went to stab him and suddenly the loud pop of a pistol went off and Mikhiel looked down. He had been shot by Amsel who had his pistol, this enraged Mikhiel who headbutted him hard which caused him to drop the gun, Mikhiel knocked him to the ground and grabbed a large paperweight of the german double eagle and brutally caved in Amsel's head and caused the blood and brain spatter to cover him.
After he had beaten his head into a bloody pulp Mikhiel rolled off of Amsel after he dropped the paperweight and sighed as he held his bleeding stomach. He coughed and groaned, he was lung shot and wasn't going to make it so he smiled and looked up at the ceiling "I have avenged my motherland....i have finally done it, now i can finally have a good nap" Mikhiel then peacefully closed his eyes and passed away his body was buried in his hometown of stalingrad with large memorial built in his honor of him crouched with his trusty Mosin Nagant along with a Plaque that read "In memory of our friend and true hero Mikheil Brusilov, he was the true soviet sniper."

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