American Sniper

Description

I glanced through the extent of the expert rifleman rifle, looking over the street of the tiny Iraqi town. Fifty yards away, a lady opened the entryway of a little house and stepped outside with her child. The rest of the road was abandoned. The nearby Iraqis had headed inside, most of them terrified. A couple of inquisitive spirits looked out from behind drapes, pausing. They could hear the thunder of the moving toward the American unit. The Marines were flooding up the street, walking north to free the nation from Saddam Hussein.