"Sì, We' il ll è dietro voi,how you say...We will follow." He throws out a smoke grenade and rushes over to the group. Geovanni Follows,As he reaches safety the smoke begins to clear. And the Red dot,(Now Amplified by The Smoke into a line.) Searches the Area, Time instantly seems to go slower,a loud crack is heard. Geovanni's Head turns in terror,A Look of hopelessness and pure fear plasters it. The mans Head Seems to rip off,As a blue-fire tracer round rips his neck.
Leonardo Yells in terror for his dieing Comrade. Time Returns,
"Gerovanni! Oh il mio dio! Siete morto eroico... Quickly,The sniper would have reported our activity,there will surly be a squadron here soon! We must move!"