Staring through the sniper scope of my Gewehr 43 rifle, I could see the silouhette of a German soldier perched atop the roof of a building in the near distance. He had already taken out one of the Britsh troops directly to my right. Now I saw him reloading his weapon. He would take aim at me next. He probably assumed I couldnt see him from my position. I lined up my shot calmly, knowing from firsthand experience that it took at least four seconds to fully reload the Gewehr. Three of the seconds were up. By the fourth second, I saw the soldier bring up his rifle. I knew he was aiming for me, but it was too late. I had already pulled the trigger. The sound of a single bullet exploding from the long barrel of the gun echoed through the streets of the burned, broken city.