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Life isn’t easy for a sniper in the middle of a frozen war zone. Especially for Tino.
I’ve been here for 18 hours. God, I have to pee.
But any sniper knows, once in place, you can’t move much at all, which makes a pretty difficult predicament.
He was trying his best not to squirm, clenching and unclenching his muscles slowly in an attempt to alleviate his need. Lying on his belly in the cold snow didn’t help him much either.
He knew what he had to do.
He slowly released into his pants. He had to stem the flow every few seconds to avoid any noise. God, was it painfully daunting each time. He just wanted to let loose and pee with no worry, but he couldn’t risk being heard by the enemy. So, he did it slowly.
It felt warm and that warmth was especially welcome in the chilly snow. He could feel the snow beneath him melting away. All to soon this warmth would be replaced with cold, so he welcomed it and basked in this little moment of much needed heat.
Soon enough his bladder was empty and he could return his focus to the task at hand.