The General Walked Past Her Barrett .50 — Then Froze Reading Her 3,200-Meter Sniper Badge He barely slowed when he saw her—just another soldier in an armory corner, cloth moving in patient circles over a Barrett .50. Then his eye caught a small rectangle of metal and six words that did not belong to rumor: 3,200-METER CONFIRMED. General William Matthews stopped like someone had cut the power. “Soldier,” he said, voice clipped. “That’s impossible.” The room went quiet enough to hear the hum of fl