BOOM!
The rocket inside the bazooka launch tube exploded and reverberated in a deafening report, sending waves of the blast through the entire area. The Libyan rebel who had positioned the bazooka on his shoulder died in an instant. He literally disintegrated, and burned flesh and broken bones splattered everywhere. Fire and smoke filled the air, and the Libyan rebels who were within four or five meters of the explosion sustained injuries as well. They fell to the ground, groaning in pain.
The remaining Libyan rebels stared at the mayhem and their injured compatriots writhing in pain. They were dumbfounded and had a look of horror on their faces. They all had the exact same thought that the sniper inside was none other than the Grim Reaper! There's no way they could defeat such a terrifying force.
"What are you pussycats huddling here for?"