Jay Monroe carried his sniper rifle, running while speaking to Renee Morgan over comms: "They've got a sniper, not Hugh."
Renee told him to be careful, then looked up and met a pair of cold, dark eyes, her brows tightened as she spat out a sentence: "Wait until they get closer, then shoot."
Dane watched the main force a hundred meters away, then turned to discuss tactics with the squad behind him.
Renee's crouched position hadn't changed at all.
Dane finished his discussion, about to leave, glanced back and saw Renee lying motionless, a silent ridicule showing on his face.
She just had patience.
Stiff as a log, not a trace of a sniper's boldness.
If you ask him, she should've been given the ambusher role. The base division actually gave her a sniper spot, totally wasting that gun.
Dane led his team to spread out and prepare an ambush.
The kill count reports in the headset just stopped.
"Team Blue sniper Jay Monroe scores one, total 8 points."
