Kitz and Nerrek where running down the forest path, enemies close on there tale.
“This is it man, We had a good run, but this is the end for me. Get everyone to safety, I’ll hold them off” Nerrek said as he reloaded his magazine.
“I can’t leave you here, there has to be another way. I…. I… Ill stay you take everyone to safety” Kitz stuttered.
“Just stop, we both know that they need your strength, and more importantly your heart. I’m done for I was hit,” Nerrek lifted up his coat, blood was trickling out, “It’s deep, we don’t have time to patch it up”
“There has to be something,”
“Go , get out of here.” Kit grabbed the back of Nerreks head and put his head to Nerreks.
“Brothers till the end”
“Brothers till the end”
A gun shot cracked past the two of them, Kitz turned and headed down the path towards the group. Nerrek twisted around with two rifles at his
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The barrels turned red, cracking out a monstrous yell the sound of a beast roaring its last roar. The rifle on the left caught fire first, the wooden stock fueled the fire. The right rifle burst into flames, but Nerrek held on holding off with a wall of bullets. The fire grew brighter on both rifles, his coat sleeves caught flame, but the roar of gunfire was unconstrained. The flames wove into the fibers thriving into new life. He was consumed in flame. The roar of the beast began to choke, The rifle in his right hand ceased his charcoaled hand released the rifle. Kitz looked back and hesitated for a moment, “you were always there for me” he broke his stance and kept pushing forward. There was a screech as the last bullet scraped along the inside of the barrel. He let go the second rifle, and tore off the Emblazed coat. The fabric had scorched into his skin, few flames lingered on him. He grabbed his side arm and continued the battle roar. A shriek of desperation came from the trees followed by showers of gunfire. “I’m not that easy to kill, choked nerrek.” He grinned and pushed
The mood of the story is dark and weary. In this scene the sky is gloomy and there are Republican and Free Starter soldiers fighting in the Irish Civil war, “The long June twilight faded into the night. Dublin lay enveloped in darkness but for the dim light of the moon that shone through the fleecy clouds.. machine guns and rifles broke the silence of the night, spasmodically” (O’Flaherty 1). Although the mood of the story is creepy and dim for the most part, it is silent with the sudden sounds of guns firing. As the story progresses, the sniper’s emotions begin reflecting on his actions. He begins to feel guilt and remorse for killing someone and the mood shifts to tension and violence.
I was sitting in the old rickety chair that looked as if it had been there for five years. The smell of gunpowder hung in the morning air as I leaned over the rifle rest. My finger wrapped around the trigger as my eye focused through the scope of my grandfather’s Springfield ’03. I took a deep breath and let half out. My finger tightened on the trigger as I awaited the recoil and crack of the gunpowder igniting. Finally, when my finger’s pull was enough to move the trigger, the gun went off. Moments like this are why I love shooting guns.
The sniper is injured and must find a way to escape, and that way is by killing his brother. "He stooped to pick the riffle up. He couldn't lift it. His forearm was dead. "I'm hit," he muttered" (112). The sniper would have never been shot and injured by his brother if there was no war. War tears families apart as the entire time two brothers are fighting against each other without even knowing it. "The distance was about fifty yards--a hard shot in the dim light, and his right arm was paining him like a thousand devils. He took a steady aim. His hand trembled with eagerness. Pressing his lips together, he took a deep breath through his nostrils and fired. He was almost deafened with the report and his arm shook with the recoil" (113). The sniper had to...
“Come on you assholes,” He shouts, opening fire by way of a silent pulse, the result is mind boggling every living cell in their nervous system is shut down and four soldiers lay on the ground dead. More headlights are coming up the road. “You have to be kidding me,” he speaks softly as a brilliant spotlight strikes his face.
“No!” Heller roared, not able to believe his eyes. “Kid you’re going to be alright…”
Before this battle, the men are starting to feast on pig and some other foods. All of a sudden they realize that something is wrong because the observation balloons have spotted smoke from their chimney. Soon after, shells begin to drop on them. They race down to the house and feast for four hours. Outside houses are burning, shells are propelled down to the ground. In eight days the men are told to return. Only a few days later are they ordered to evacuate a village. While on their way, Kropp and Paul see people fleeing out of the village with distress, anger, and depression. Everyone is silent as the two walk by them, even the children holding on to their mothers for moment, Paul feels a blow on his left leg. Albert is right next to him, and he cries out to Paul. The men scurry to a nearby ditch. They are hurt, but do the best that they can to run to another ditch. Albert is straggling behind, and Paul helps him to continue by holding him up. They reach the dug-out where Paul bandages up Kropp’s injury, a bullet for an ambulance to be taken. The ambulance picks them up, and they are given an anti-tetanus shot in their chests. When the dressing station is reached, Paul and Kropp make sure that they are lying next to each other. The surgeon examines Paul and tells someone to chloroform him. Paul objects to this order, and the doctor does not do it. The surgeon takes out a piece of shell, and puts Paul in a plaster cast. The two are brought on the train, Albert develops a high fever so he needs to be taken off the train at the next stop. In order to stay with his friend, Paul fakes a fever and they reach a Catholic Hospital together. Paul is operated on and recovers faster than Kropp. His leg is amputated, and he later goes to an institute for artificial limbs. Paul is called back to his regiment and returns to the front.  parts, or lost body parts, and they are thankful that it is not them who are in danger of dying. By receiving injuries, Paul and Kropp experience the war from a different perspective.
...just left. They all rushed over to the house Captain Beatty really played it cool at first and made Montag burn down his own house then turned rite back around and put him in Hand cuffs this angered Montag. So Montag didn’t something he wouldn’t regret. He turned the flame blower on Beatty and burned him to ash with a mild of relief. But he had to fight the other firemen also so he just knocked them unconscious and tried to run away. Montag doesn’t get very far cause the dog Beatty trained to attach Montag sticks a needle in his leg full of anesthetic. Montag starts to attack the dog back with the flame blower he mange to destroy the hound also. With the numbness in his leg he still manage to save the books that were in his backyard. Montag had to lay low he had to get all the attention off his house so he hides out in another fireman house and calls in an alarm .
The tone of the short story was very cold; the author achieved this tone because he used phrases that were sad, dark, unease, and always filled with tension in the anticipation of violence, such as when the author described the main character as the sniper who's an expert at his job. "His face was the face of a student, thin and ascetic" He described him this way because he is young enough to be innocent but has been conditioned to be a soldier. He has "the cold gleam of a fanatic" in his eyes and "is used to looking at death." His movements are those of a well-trained sniper, meaning that he's mentally prepared and used to looking at death, the author used phrases such as "machine guns and rifles broke the silence of the night" meaning it was the starting of a civil war
“You better shut up, Jungkook.” Jhope lightly slapped the younger’s shoulder as Jungkook quickly raised his arms in a defensive boxing position.
I faintly see two people fighting and Mr. Pendaski walking away from the truck towards them with another kid. They start to talking, about who knows what. Suddenly the fight restarted between the two boys. The smallest kid in the group jumped on top of one of the kids in the fight and began to strangle him. Another kid managed to get him off, while Mr. Pendaski fired his gun into the air.
"No-no-no!" Allie cried out in anguish. She took Jay's hand, more to keep her steady than for comfort, then struggled to her feet, pulling Jay with her.
We moved to the next bunker, and then the next, joining other men along the way. The final one we took part in clearing was the largest of all of them. Sgt. Thompson was taking point, and we followed in behind him. We entered through the doorway, only to meet the end of the barrel of a flame thrower. Sgt. Thompson instantly pushed all of us back, and the flames began to consume the entrance. Pvt. McKenzie and I dove out of the entrance, Peters rolled out behind us, screaming, engulfed in flames. Peters, knowing his fate, snatched out his hand gun and put a bullet in his head. I looked up at McKenzie, and we knew what had to be done. We both pulled out a
“Yes, yes I kno-” He was cut off sharply. As the soldier swung around abruptly, while the other had barely just lifted the grate out of its socket.
At some point the narrator comes face to face with the man and both of them pull out their guns to shoot each other. From what the
He looked away almost immediately after one of them snapped his head up and stared back at him.