You think war is a game, young man? Well I will tell you my story of how I was in World War Two as a Soviet Union elite sniper with an outdated Mosin Nagant from the First World War. I was outside of shithole Stalingrad shooting beer drinkers and sausage drinkers and making a scratch on my Mosin when I got a confirmed kill. I later sniped in the fucking head from 2000m away a High Rank German Officer. Your “skin” gets assfucked by my skin of my confirmed kills and wear on my Mosin whomst I sniped 220 fucking Germans with. You want to think your skin is unique? Did your little child mind change? If so, do yourself a favor, and endure what I fucking did. I now have a weak shoulder from getting shot by a German Kar98, but I survived motherfucker, 50 hours in the cold shithole winter, wanting to die, but laying there, still alive you motherfucker. I have PTSD from 50 kills that required two shots to kill and was hailed as a Hero of The Soviet Union. When I got back home, I was put in the Gulag, because my parents provided the Germans information. There I survived for 10 years, the guards respected my ass because of my role in WW2, after 10 years of hell, I was released. My Mosin is now buried, like my will to live. You got that all you motherfucker?