A battlefield… I'm back on a battlefield.
The slight breeze that brushed against us was almost like a warning to sit still, but it didn't even matter as the men were now rushing back down the mountain.
The crunching of snow stopped as soon as they passed by our turn, and then the eerie hooting of an owl came from the distance.
Hoot… Hoot… Hoot…
"ARGHHHHH!"
All of a sudden, a burst of men appeared from around the turn, firing hundreds of bullets at us, but as they didn't expect us to be so far down, we achieved the initial damage.
We killed most of them on the initial spray, but they readjusted and fired at us once they realized our true position.
I was in the back with Simo, firing at the men who quickly fell from their injuries or instant death.
The battle only lasted for a couple of seconds, but in the end, we came out on top with seven injured and two deceased.
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