You are making milk for our baby
. She snapped out of it and jumped up spilling water all over the floor.
. In the army, Uncle Sam had decided that I was a good enough shot that they sent me to sniper school, and I spent a short tour of duty in Cambodia as a Provincial Recon Sniper, so the M-26 Everett had given me was like an old friend… so my plan was to take him and the other men on the main floor out first, then work my way through the rest. He lunged backwards from his crouch, swinging the gun up and firing blindly in my direction, the bullet whined past my ear and I ducked out of instinct… but that instinct also made me realize instantly that my gun was no longer aimed at him, so instead of firing, I swung the butt of the rifle around as hard as I could and connected with his chin just as his free hand got a grip on my shirt
You are making milk for our baby
. She snapped out of it and jumped up spilling water all over the floor.
. In the army, Uncle Sam had decided that I was a good enough shot that they sent me to sniper school, and I spent a short tour of duty in Cambodia as a Provincial Recon Sniper, so the M-26 Everett had given me was like an old friend… so my plan was to take him and the other men on the main floor out first, then work my way through the rest. He lunged backwards from his crouch, swinging the gun up and firing blindly in my direction, the bullet whined past my ear and I ducked out of instinct… but that instinct also made me realize instantly that my gun was no longer aimed at him, so instead of firing, I swung the butt of the rifle around as hard as I could and connected with his chin just as his free hand got a grip on my shirt
You are making milk for our baby
. She snapped out of it and jumped up spilling water all over the floor.
. In the army, Uncle Sam had decided that I was a good enough shot that they sent me to sniper school, and I spent a short tour of duty in Cambodia as a Provincial Recon Sniper, so the M-26 Everett had given me was like an old friend… so my plan was to take him and the other men on the main floor out first, then work my way through the rest. He lunged backwards from his crouch, swinging the gun up and firing blindly in my direction, the bullet whined past my ear and I ducked out of instinct… but that instinct also made me realize instantly that my gun was no longer aimed at him, so instead of firing, I swung the butt of the rifle around as hard as I could and connected with his chin just as his free hand got a grip on my shirt
