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The battle had been going on for many days.
Today was no different.
He wanted to get his kills in.
But still he waited, sweating in the summer heat
Two days prior he had been here late in the afternoon to creep up to this vantage point, clearing a narrow zigzag path so it was easier to get here. He had used every rock and foundation that jutted up as cover.
Carrying the barest of supplies, dragging his rifle behind him. Armed with that, a few rounds of ammo, water and dry bread, and his entrenching tool.
He began by digging a pit here. In the early dark, he piled a bit more brick and rubble in what looked like a random pile (from a distance).
He made sure there was a long narrow slit in the pile through which he could sight and fire.
Yesterday he and his sighting assistant had been here to set up and observe.
It had been a quiet day [comparatively] as the fight went on somewhere in the distance.
The hours were marked by occasional gun duels elsewhere, machine guns rattling s
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