I've got a bottle of Johnnie Walker Black label that says you get to keep your bottle of Jack Daniels
...go up against his USMC counterpart at a thousand meters, and see which one of them comes down for breakfast the next Morning.
I don't think that this alledgedly Chechen Sniper is lining up for a shot here; his position is pretty terrible if he is. I think he's just scoping around for a target of opportunity.
Too bad that nice Dragunov (that's what it is, isn't it?) is going to get melted down in the smelter along with all of the other captured enemy weapons. (We understand that that is the SOP over there).
Oh well; War is Hell.