A bullet shot past my face. it was so close i felt it physically. All of us dived automatically for the ground.
Someone called out "It's a fu##ing sniper."
To our rear i noticed a bush. Not that surprising, we were in a field, but this bush was different, it was moving. It became apparent that it was not a bush, but a member of our sniper platoon. He jumped up on the wall. Two more rapid shots flew over. The bush remained on the wall and from out from underneath one of his branches pulled a pair of binoculars.
"Definitely a sniper" declared the bush... and with that he finally jumped down off the wall and crawled off to our right. After about twenty meters he stopped, aimed his rifle and fired a single shot.
"I think i got him" said the bush.
After the battle, the
British
bush had gone in search of the the Argentinian bush. On Finding him he discovered that he had shot him clean through the head at a distance of over 1000 meters.