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Ostnordia at War - chapter 3
Date: 10/30/2023, Categories: Fiction Blowjob First Time Incest Teen Male / Female Violence Author: Limnophile, Source: sexstories.com
... fired and heard one scream as my bullet pierced his belly, quickly followed by a small explosion and more screams. I reloaded again and started searching for another target. I saw three bodies on the ground and THREE MEN ON FIRE! One shot himself in the mouth to escape the torment of the burning white phosphorus all over him. The other two frantically struggled to get the intensely burning fragments off their faces and clothing. To spare them from additional fiery agony, we finished them off with headshots. When the last of them stopped moving, we returned to our camp. I knew what my sister liked, so I handed her one of the enemy’s fully automatic carbines. She bashfully admitted, “I was aiming and started to sneeze. Shooting the phosphorus grenade by accident was a miracle.” I happily declared, “If any more miracles happen, I’ll take ‘em!” She agreed, “Good. Here’s a real sniper rifle, with a 16-power scope on it.” I’d been wanting one for years, but for hunting instead of fighting. It would be a huge improvement. My old rifle worked but was made during World War 2. I should be able to hit targets close to two kilometers away now, instead of ‘only’ five or six hundred meters. - One afternoon I saw a large bull moose close enough for a good shot. I slowly took aim as it approached, happily knowing it would provide at least 200 kilos of meat! I was about to squeeze the trigger when Anika whispered, “No! Don’t waste it.” I realized she was right. I sighed and ...
... lowered my new sniper rifle. We didn’t pray or belong to any church but understood that taking the life of a large animal for only a few meals would be a sin against nature. It would be different if we had a whole village to feed but we could survive without it. We allowed the magnificent beast to wander away. I thought it might be a reward for our self-restraint, when Anika caught a very large fish the next day. It was nearly as big as my leg! We cut it into kilo-sized pieces and cooked and ate our fill. We let the remainder freeze and saved it for later. After another three days, we saw a sign warning the Soviet border was ten km ahead. There had been a few cross-border skirmishes in the past. They were officially neutral but strongly disliked the Corporates, so we hoped they might help us. We knew we were almost to the border when we saw the edge of the forest and a wide field of snow as the sun was beginning to set. Our countries had cleared a kilometer of forest on both sides of the dividing line, and bulldozed it flat as a tabletop. It would make any incursions obvious and force any invaders to be terribly vulnerable as they crossed the featureless plain. We were happy to be so near our goal, but Anika and I knew we needed to cross into Soviet territory intelligently. If we skied or walked across at night, our body heat would make us stand out like beacons for anybody or anything with night vision or IR cameras. Counter to common sense, we would be much harder to ...