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The snow fell sideways on the Russian border. Private First Class Marlowe knelt behind a shattered concrete barrier, his heart thumping against his ribs. Across the valley, the enemy base shimmered with heat signatures.

He aimed at an enemy sniper three hundred meters away. One bullet. One chance. Battlefield Bad Company 2 -Jtag RGH-

The tank’s second shell hit Marlowe directly in the chest. The explosion should have turned him into pink mist. Instead, he stood there, smoke curling off his shoulders, health bar frozen at 2%. The snow fell sideways on the Russian border