A Republican sniper is on a roof on watch. He is hungry so decides to have a sandwich. After he finishes he sandwich he lights a smoke. Almost immediately after he lit the cigarette, a bullet swerved by his head. He was spotted by the enemy.
The sniper could see the enemy across the street. A car pulled up. They were undercover. He wanted to take a shoot at them but knew he wouldn't hit them. A bullet came right past and hit the sniper in the arm.
I've been hit!
The sniper knew he had to escape but he couldn't do it with the enemy across the street. He knew he had to kill them, but not with his riffle, it was to heavy to hold with his injured arm. He dropped his riffle and laid on the roof to make it look like he was dead.
The sniper got his revolver and shot the two enemies.
The sniper peered across the road with joy. He completed his mission. He decided to leave the roof and look for his commander to report what happened. The sniper had a sudden flash of curiosity. He wanted to know if he knew the enemy.
He turned the corner over the street and dashed across as a machine gun tore up the street. He escaped. He bent down to see who it was and to his surprise it was his brother.