On the battlefield, amidst the chaos of war, Francus stood like a bastion of calm. He hoisted a massive sniper, more akin to an artillery cannon, onto his shoulder with surprising ease. A high-tech screen floated before his eyes, displaying zoomed-in views of his targets along with crucial data like speeds, weak points, and trajectories.
Whistling a tune, Francus peered through the screen, his eyes calculating and focused. He aimed the gigantic sniper, which had more in common with a high-accuracy cannon, and pulled the trigger. The recoil was immense, shaking the ground beneath him and kicking up clouds of dust around him.
The shell, propelled at a staggering Mach 6, hurtled through the air and struck a demonic ship with pinpoint accuracy. On impact, the ship's hull ruptured, and a moment later, it exploded spectacularly from within.