Isekai Sniper Novels & Stories

No misses. What did that suggest? He was a top-tier sniper. Sure enough, Moose reported this intelligence at once. "Eight shots in ten seconds, and every one of them hit a moving drone?" Rex said immediately. "An ordinary gunman could never pull that off. I think his ability must be related to sniping." "And all the bullets came from the same window," Moose added. "He's definitely a sniper, and his awakened ability is tied to that," Rex said, clapping his hands. "And there's only one shooter."

"We can’t shift! They’re picking us off the second we break cover!" "Then stop running like dogs and start moving like soldiers!" Sebastian’s silhouette appeared through the smoke on the east ridge. He wasn't in wolf form. He held a high-caliber sniper rifle, his shoulder absorbing the brutal recoil as he systematically popped the sensors on the Aegis drones. "Target the optics! They can't hit what they can't see! Move, you bastards!" A Blackwood warrior, blood streaming from a shrapnel wound in his shoulder, spat on the dirt. "The Cole Alpha... he’s actually got balls."

Ren sat back, the cheap plastic chair creaking loudly in the quiet library. Two weeks. Elias finished the Beta. Two weeks later, he blew up. It could be a coincidence. Sector 7 gas mains were notoriously bad; the infrastructure was crumbling. People died in fires all the time. But Ren knew the odds. Elias was a "Viper." A sniper. Just like Ren. "Who were you, Viper?" Ren whispered to the dusty screen. "And did you try to quit?" Ren didn't dig deeper. He didn't search for the other names yet. If he searched for a pattern of dead kids all at once, the Admin's keyword sniffers would find him in seconds.

I command “Yes.” She breathes nodding before turning her head away from me. As soon as I reach my armoury room I change into a pair of dark jeans, a black V-neck t-shirt and put on my boots. I strap on my 9mm underneath my shirt, grab my sniper case and insert my Matsuda blade onto my back. I was getting ready to party.

“A sniper weapon…mostly used at a far range. I believe it’s best you try it. For a more upgraded armor, I’ll log you in on my old account. I have a lot of upgraded weapons too.” “You truly love this game, don’t you?” Isabella shrugged. “Well, I guess it’s fun.” “Yeah…I suppose so.” Quinn gave her a faux grin as she followed her out. “So I should use the G3 you say? Since it’s a far range weapon, must I stay somewhere in the area which we are spawned?” “Yes, do that. You have to find a good hiding spot. A place that conceals your position but reveals theirs enough for you to have a clean shot.”

All the skill sets that she took pride in were rendered useless. “Shurikens?” Kaze noticed the shurikens on the floor and then said to the woman coldly, “You were either sent by the Ryokanians or your employer is related to them. “Tell me, why is Siber related to the Ryokanians? Come clean and maybe I can spare your life.” The sniper’s expression shifted once more but she did not speak. She stared at Kaze stiffly and a hint of fierceness flashed in her eyes.

Emily shifted into a big white wolf, stopping the Hunters from chasing her. She's facing those punks, panting, but she gritted her teeth when one of the Hunters throws a silver knife toward her. She growled soundly. "Surround her!" The hunter in a black hat ordered. His men followed; they surrounded Emily as she began to roar with anger visible on it. The hunters tried to shoot Emily, but she dodged it, and in just a snap, she was killing those punks who wanted to hurt her.

“I can snipe my targets from a helicopter or bullet train if necessary. Unlike other snipers, I can change locations quickly. Sometimes the targets find me, and I switch to mid-range shooting while running for cover. Combining parkour and aerial acrobatics into my shooting is something only I can do. Sneaking up on my targets and scaring them is the best.” When Sasha demonstrated her back flips while making practice shots, Zen realised how restrained his older sister was in the dungeon. She remained at the back by his side while the others fought because she had to cover their blind spots. If she worked alone, she would make a terrific decoy with heavy damage assist thanks to her speed and l

Well, putting away all of that aside, Natasha had hit the shower and put on a fresh pair of blue jeans with a pink top and a white sweater before getting into white sneakers. She let her blond hair rest above her shoulders as she grabbed a bag and put something in a sort of cage right next to her closet. "Come on out, V," she started after setting down what she had put at the base of the cage. A moment later, something slithered out from a dark corner of the cage. A snake;a green viper to be exact. Taika had given her the snake when she and her mother had gone on a visit to Hawaii, where she had learnt was her birth place.

The engine beneath us growled, a mechanical beast ready to sprint across the jagged ice. The helicopter roared above us, its blades cutting through the thin air with a rhythmic, bone-deep thrum. The sniper in the doorway was a silhouette of death against the pale morning sky. He didn't care about the ship or the survivors; his only mission was to ensure the Silver-Bane bloodline ended on this ice. "Get down!" Lucian barked. A second shot cracked. The bullet hissed past my ear, striking a frozen snowmobile behind us and sending a spray of ice shards into the air.