A cousin was a sniper for three years, both in the European and Pacific theaters. Grew up in the woods, hunting and shooting. At boot camp he loved to show out his shooting prowess. As they moved out, a few were left behind. Finally, they got on a train headed West. They'd pick up a few here and there, finally when they got to California, the Col. told them they were snipers. He had a sinking feeling, showing out with his marksmanship...
He's gone, but I do remember some of his stories. Most of those guys weren't too free with a lot of the worst details. But, I remember him telling me he could hit a flying crow with a Garand. Once on a beach, there were piles of wood a few feet from each other. Hogs were hiding in those piles. They torched the piles and he'd shoot those hogs as they darted from pile to pile.
I think this guy would have done pretty well with driven boars like those shot by the young German prince in the video. I'll try to find it if anyone is interested. It's on line.
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