Chapter 55: V.S. “Atari”

There was no worry of a chance meeting. So instead of slipping on my head armor, I pulled my favorite hat down a little deeper. A narrow river ran like a stitch between sheer cliffs. I’d chosen this spot because I was certain the enemy would pass here, but maybe it had been a mistake. I hadn’t noticed it on the map: firing from the cliff down into the valley was horribly difficult, and if I avoided that and dropped into the valley, the slope was so gentle I couldn’t take a prone shot.…