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You are a surgeon, but your scalpel has a scope. The patient on which you operate is a battlefield where soldiers fight and die. You hover outside the chaos... watching... waiting for the cancer of the enemy to spread and strike. Then the burden falls on your shoulders, and your shoulders alone: for if the cancer lives, the patient is lost. You must save lives by raining death. You are the sniper. You are here to save the day.

TYPE YOUR MIND (BUT DON'T BE A DICK)