UH-1Y_Mosin

>It's been ages since I was put in that box
>My cosmoline was still fresh then
>It's old now but it did it's job
>I'm still fresh
>The crate opened with a loud creek
>My sisters and I were exposed to light for the first time in nearly a century
>We were taken out one by one and handed down the line
>Once each man and woman in the line had a rifle we were stripped and cleaned of our cosmoline
>Once we were reassembled everyone was given ammunition
>Practice shooting and drilling was conducted by the militiamen of the town
>I was in one of their basements for this purpose
>I shot straight as my shooter
>She was good
>We were given a scope and extra training, we'd be a sniper team
>After the training was done the day came
>I was in a tree with my shoot, waiting
>Then we saw him, wearing the rainbow flag of the Pacific Alliance
>Those filthy wannabe commies
>He wore the twin flowers of an officer pinned on his cap
>He wears them no more
>I fired true as my shooters aim
>The bullet went strait through his brain