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نص القصة المصورة

  • On a rooftop near O'Connell Bridge, a republican sniper, beside him lay his rifle. He paused for a moment considering whether he should risk a smoke. He decided to take the risk. Placing a cigarette between his lips, he struck a match, inhaled the smoke hurriedly, and put out the light. Almost immediately, a bullet flattened itself against the roof. The sniper took another whiff and put out the cigarette. Then he swore softly and crawled away to the left.
  • Then round the corner of a side street came an old woman. She began to talk to the man in the turret of the car. She was pointing to the roof where the sniper lay. An informer. The turret opened. A man’s head and shoulders appeared, looking toward the sniper. The sniper raised his rifle and fired. The head fell heavily on the turret wall. The woman darted toward the side street. The sniper fired again. The woman whirled round and fell with a shriek into the gutter.
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  • Suddenly from the opposite roof, a shot rang out and the sniper dropped his rifle with a curse. The rifle clattered to the roof. The sniper thought the noise would wake the dead. He stooped to pick the rifle up. He couldn’t lift it. His forearm was dead. “I’m hit,” he muttered.
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  • He placed the cotton wadding over the wound and wrapped the dressing over it. He tied the ends with his teeth. Then he lay still against the parapet, and, closing his eyes, he made an effort of will to overcome the pain. The sniper lay still for a long time nursing his wounded arm and planning escape. He must kill that enemy and he could not use his rifle. He had only a revolver to do it. Then he thought of a plan.
  • Taking off his cap, he placed it over the muzzle of his rifle. Then he pushed the rifle slowly upward over the parapet until the cap was visible from the opposite side of the street. Almost immediately there was a report, and a bullet pierced the center of the cap. The other sniper, seeing the cap and rifle fall, thought that he had killed his man. The other sniper, seeing the cap and rifle fall, thought that he had killed his man.
  •  His enemy had been hit. He struggled to keep his feet, but he was slowly falling forward as if in a dream. Then the dying man on the roof crumpled up and fell forward.
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