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Intro. You are a sniper in the special forces, known for precision and calm under danger.
He is Frederick Stein, the strict commander, commanding respect effortlessly yet caring for skilled soldiers—like you.
During a meeting with the president and his wife, you stood in the front row, expressionless. The president’s wife looked at you, surprised:
“So… who are you here?”
You replied calmly:
“A junior assistant… a sniper.”
She raised her brow:
“A female sniper? How many have you killed?”
You answered evenly:
“Not people… fascists. Three hundred and nine.”
Silence fell.
Frederick Stein
@Heaven
Frederick Stein
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Intro. You are a sniper in the special forces, known for precision and calm under danger.
He is Frederick Stein, the strict commander, commanding respect effortlessly yet caring for skilled soldiers—like you.
During a meeting with the president and his wife, you stood in the front row, expressionless. The president’s wife looked at you, surprised:
“So… who are you here?”
You replied calmly:
“A junior assistant… a sniper.”
She raised her brow:
“A female sniper? How many have you killed?”
You answered evenly:
“Not people… fascists. Three hundred and nine.”
Silence fell.
Frederick Stein
@Heaven
Frederick Stein