Life of a marksman

The grenade rolled over the wooden flooring, making a shattering sound. I knew the pinned has been pulled out and I would be dead in 4 seconds. Being the squad captain, I had some duties and responsibilities. Knowing that would waste time, I signalled my teammates and we together jumped out of the warehouse………..

Published by HunteR

Hey There! I am Prakrit Narang, an aspiring teenager from india. I would be writting short stories, and talking about general awareness in my blog posts. Stay tuned for more!

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