[ WP ] Real wars play out like a game of Call of Duty .

`` Get up!'' 
 ``...'' 
 `` I said get the fuck up now!'' 
 I tried to talk, but the deafening buzz ringing in my head was confusing me. Who was that? I could n't identify his face under his mask. Friend? Foe? It does n't matter, he helped me. Before I could thank him he disappeared around the corner. As soon as my bloodshot eyes were clear I was back into the warzone. 
 
 Reload. 
 
 I ran across the alley, I could see some movement inside a house from the corner of my eye. There's no time to investigate so I throw a grenade. 
 
 BOOM! Tango down! 
 
 A torrent of bullets come whizzing next to my shoulder. Do n't you fuckers give up? I return fire and shoot the terrorist right in the head. 
 
 Reload. 
 
 I am burning through ammo like wild fire. 
 
 Wait! What's that? I can hear a chopper. It ca n't be ours, we are stationed way too far to deploy air support. I should hide. I knock a door down and head inside a small house. I clear the rooms with my trusty Famas. Two targets hiding this skirmish out. A third hiding on the second floor falls victim to my knife. 
 
 Reloading again. I must have misplaced my hand gun somewhere. 
 
 The second floor overlooks a courtyard. This will be the perfect nest. I can take them out as they run outside the villa on the opposite side. As I look outside I notice a red reticule reflecting on the glass pane in front of me. 
 
 WHAAAM! 
 
 I miraculously dodged this bullet! Literally! My nemesis was relentless. Every time I tried to pop my head a little bit he would open fire. Where is he hiding? I have been fighting for years and I have never seen such a fast and skillful sniper. Is he even using his scope? I doubt it. 
 
 I throw a smoke grenade and use it to cover my escape. I will spare them my wrath for now. 
 
 Care Package incoming! That must be ammo! I need to reach the back alleys and treat myself to some lead! I ran outside like I never did before. This is it. I either die in the open street or live to witness another day. Running up hill I see a couple targets closing in on the drop site. My bullets make short work of them. I am like a kid on Christmas morning! What could the package be? A laser designator? Or.... a nuke?? 
 
 The heavy box hits the ground... But so do I. The sniper was n't fooled by my smokescreen. He followed me. A warm light engulfs me as I fall down. War... Is a beautiful thing. We are n't even sure why we're fighting. Last I heard it's because someone slept with another soldier's mother.
