Killer of Humankind

The target stationary in his sight. The trigger finger feels it's might. The heartbeat slowly keeps him calm. The ground is cold, temperature's going down. This is what he's trained to do. This man's life is now down to you. There's no question about what you're going to do? The breath is held as the target is set. He squeezes the trigger in the cold of night. The bullet spins down the barrel and out of sight. The man that was there is now not in sight. He moves the weapon to check the figure is down. He's dead - the target has hit the ground. A cold, dark feeling rushes through his mind. He realises that he is a killer of humankind. He looks again and sees the body down. He slowly moves away without smile or frown. He's done his job, the enemy is down.