Masked Sniper Anime Novels & Stories

The anime on the TV screen was full of various cute and colorful characters and backgrounds. Monica saw three aircraft combined into a fighter robot cat, and it shot out a lot of missiles toward the enemies. "Pew pew pew ka-blam! Boooom!" Monica looked at Misaki with a frown on his face, it was all good for her to mimic the sound of missiles and explosions, but there was no need to spray her saliva on the TV screen.

Nixon sighs, "If you come out with your hands up, we'll spare you." "Right." The sniper quickly responds, his rifle peeking over the rock before he fires. Nixon jumps off the cliff back to the ground below next to Tsuki and Hinata. Nixon groans, clutching his back in pain as the bullet had already long since passed. The sniper begins to pant wildly, curling up into a ball and grasping onto their leg as hard as they could. They dig their face into the snow, eye peeking through the hole in their makeshift mask, watching as Seth approaches.

SEBASTIAN watched the whole scenario play out. His sniper aimed his gun toward Shadow but he stopped him from firing his shot. "Let him escape," he instructed and the man put his gun down. Sebastian put out the cigar he was smoking and looked at the moon. "Chase Reyna down. Bring her body back to me," he instructed. "Her body?" The sniper furrowed his eyebrows, realizing what their leader meant. "I want her dead." A few of the assassins entered their assigned cars and started following the car she was inside. Reyna realized this and asked the driver to make the drive fast. The gunshots stopped once they made it to the main road. Unexpectedly, they stumbled upon the heavy traffic.

He was forced back onto his haunches, his teeth bared, his amber eyes burning with a wild, frustrated rage as three enforcers pinned his heavy head to the gravel with their iron shafts. Silas and Marcus immediately opened fire from the edge of the forest, their weapons providing a tight, non-stop crossfire that targeted the small eye slits of the wolf shaped faceplates. Silas’s sniper rifle barked three times in rapid succession, each round finding its mark with a terrifying precision, dropping three of the armored samurai into the gray snow before they could turn their electrical blades on Kaden. Marcus moved with a fluid, defensive rhythm, his submachine gun keeping the secondary rank of t

The sniper hid so well that even Athena failed to spot him. Therefore, Athena’s mission was to deal with the eight masked men, while Andrius’ mission was to find the hidden sniper. Andrius picked up a pebble from the ground and pinched it between his index and middle fingers. At the next moment, he shot the pebble in a certain direction. “Argh!” A painful cry sounded further away, followed by a body falling off the building. It was the hidden sniper! After dealing with the sniper, Andrius returned to the car.

She clicked the remote again. On the screen, the man behind me pulled off his mask. I gasped. Julian. Alive. Bruised, but standing. Loyal to Mira to the bitter end. He held up a syringe. And drove it into my neck. Adrian lunged, grabbing Mira by the throat—but within seconds, a red laser dot danced across his chest. A sniper. Hidden. Watching. Mira didn’t even flinch. “Careful,” she whispered. “You don’t want to make her last minutes painful.”

Marcus looked annoyed. His hair, which was a combination of two colors, was left a little disheveled. It was usually styled to match his tall, athletic look. His shirt was a bit rumpled, and he was still carrying a large bag containing his favorite weapon—the Arctic Walfare Magnum, the latest series he got from Damian. Marcus was really impressed with the accuracy of this sniper rifle. He really wanted to use this weapon again, but he had to follow Damian's orders.

"Y-Ye—" "Did I fucking say you could speak?" Nate suddenly brought the knife close to Dante's face, noticing that his eyes had diverted and were stuck on the sharp edge. "What did I say would happen if you disobey order, huh?" He twirled the knife before slowly approaching it towards Nate's shoulder, seeing his eyes follow that direction as well. "You weren't listening, we're you?" He gently placed the blade onto Dante's skin, not pressing hard enough to cause any wound. But then, his face contorted and he spat, "Then I'll make you listen to me—" "Stop!"

There are Elves, Dwarves, Tribals, Werewolves, Lighting wolves and of course most of them are humans. Trang trang.. Several times the sniper ammunition hit the target, no gunshots were heard due to the presence of a suppressor or silencer. Wull is seen teaching the Elves and Tribal tribes how to use snipers. Their initial weapons were arrows and chopsticks, so aiming at opponents wasn't much different. They only need adjustments to the shape and weight of the weapon. The addition of several features by Jade makes the sniper easier to use and also increases the power of the attack.

Snipers. I spotted one on the rooftop ahead, his rifle aimed directly at Damian. Without hesitation, I lifted my gun and fired. The shot struck the sniper’s shoulder, causing him to falter, but not enough to take him down. He readjusted quickly, his aim shifting—toward me. Before he could pull the trigger, Damian’s bullet tore through his skull, sending his lifeless body toppling over the edge. “Stay close,” Damian ordered, grabbing my wrist and pulling me toward the cover.