Sergeant Charlemagne shouldered his rifle, suppressing panic and unease as he gazed toward the fog-enshrouded intersection.
The legend of the .50OVER was well-known among the Charlemagne Army ranks. The grim fate of the gun and its users was inseparable; Flavini too had heard the rumors, and had even seen men retire early with their scapulas shattered from its recoil. The aging sergeant, who had already considered retiring, once thought of trying it out for himself, rationalizing that he could simply recuperate at home for a few months before returning to farming. But before he could carry out his plan, the enemy came charging in. Now operating this infamously cursed rifle, Sergeant Flavini couldn't help but silently lament the cruel tricks of fate.
