Sniper Operations in Marib

A sniper’s mission in Marib is flexible, and his prey is plentiful.

Though the shot was professional, the thermal bullet

veered off course.

In the name of God, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful.

Sometimes the target is the head, but the bullet did not

abide by the rules of war.

His comrade hurried to evacuate the weapon, but not the wounded man,

who kept bleeding as he watched over him and was supposed to

be put on trial.

Taking cover behind barricades while moving is important, but

memorizing the road’s routes

is rare.

Here, the difference between the last look and the deadly glance becomes clear.

Both steal a look.

The literal meaning of saying that someone has been struck by

a calamity, or that a disaster has befallen his home, is as if

an anti-personnel mine had landed between his feet.

Oh Lord, oh Lord.

Oh

God.

How numerous are the calamities that befall the mercenaries at

the hands of the sniper in Marib: sinking

and crushing,

obliteration

and snatching,

the worst of which is the one between the eyes.

You did not throw when you threw, but God threw. Oh God, keep us steadfast, oh God.

The sudden appearance of a target on the front line.

Bear in mind that showing off physical skills on the front line is dangerous.

He was excited after graduating from the combat course just

days earlier.

The scene may be harsh for viewers,

but whoever sold himself for Saudi riyals is easily

humiliated.

The sniper thought he had made his first mistake in

his combat career, had proof not come to him

seconds later, he would have known Al-Kusa'i's regret.

Strength.

When the Saudi bonus was paid out, a group of

mercenaries went to prove their optimism right. The sniper gave

them a corpse and blood during the journey.

A live target on a moving vehicle on a winding

road.

Take aim, by God.

The mercenaries swapped vehicles for motorcycles

to test their ability to cross and hone the sniper's skill.

The motorcycle passed the bend lightly while

its rider turned toward his death.

God is greatest. My Lord, praise be to You. That's it, O God, praise be

to You. Come on, Omar, Omar, Omar, aim at him.

After imposing his full fire control on him.

This road on one of the Ma'rib fronts became known as Sniper Street,

and it has a taxi stand for transporting mercenaries.

This Sniper Street became a training ground

For graduates specializing in sniping at the military college.

Strength, strength, O God, praise be to You.

This is how the Yemeni sees you from experience, and

the hypocrite does not learn from his mistake, nor does the Saudi care

about his mercenaries.

Strength, strength, O God, praise be to You.