They Laughed At His 'Toy' Rifle — Until He Sniped A General From 800 Yards

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At 9:42 on the morning of September 15th, 1944, Corporal Jack Miller crouched in the jagged white coral of the Yumra bragal pocket, watching a Japanese officer kill his friends from half a mile away. The heat on Pelu was already 115°, a wet, suffocating blanket that made the air shimmer like boiling water. But Jack did not feel the heat. He only fe... Read More