Overwatch Widowmaker Sniper Novels & Stories

Like a shadow in motion, Zea veered sideways, eluding the lethal projectiles with an effortless grace. A chair materialized in her path, and she seized the opportunity without a second thought. Vaulting onto it, she leaped into the air, and landed a vicious reverse kick straight to her assailant's face. She immediately grabbed the rifle from his hand and swiftly shot three more men who were about to attack her. The sniper's ruthless gaze scoured the chaotic torrent of fleeing bodies. Until a woman caught his eye. Standing tall amidst the swirling crowd, with a long rifle in her hands. Her aim fixated on his doomed existence. The gravity of the situation hit him like a thunderclap.

But I had size. And anger. She struck my jaw. I slammed her into a wall. She took out a knife. I crushed her wrist. The knife fell. Cassie began the shutdown by shaking hands and entering the Zurich box's key. The screen flickered. PROCESSING OVERRIDE. The Widow unholstered her gun. Cassie didn't wait Single shot. Uncut The Widow swooned. The override proceeded. UPLOAD TERMINATED. I dropped to my knees. We were victorious. And so, sitting atop the safe house with the Hong Kong skyline glinting through in the distance behind me, Cassie leaned into me.

And then he says, “Good, because we might just kill everyone else who knows. Keep this a secret, huh, and we won’t have a problem.” I understand what the huge guy says again. And as to this, I see how he picks out a gun from the shelf compartment and blows on it with his mouth. “M24 Sniper Weapon System, Serial Number: M24SWS-7489B12. You just need to find the tallest building, place it on the placement, and fire. This beauty here has the capacity to travel longer ranges. Matriarch Alessandra is already dead meat if you use this weapon,” the huge guy says.

He watched silently as she adjusted all her weapons, slipping the blade back into its' holder. Movement across from Viper caught his attention. Snapping his head up he saw a werewolf that they hadn't seen. Lurking, watching them from the darkened corner silently. A hunter watching its prey. Viper was watching his as well. Just as the creature leapt at the human female, Viper locked onto it with his mini cannon and fired.

Most of them were still holding guns in their hands. ‘Sniper!’ Adrian spotted a sniper rifle. He could get in some headshots if they lowered their guard. He rushed toward the corpses as the zombies charged toward the outlanders. The zombies were strong, and coupled with the fact they were undead, the outlanders were helpless to stop their charge. The outlanders fell out of formation and were forced to face the zombies head-on since their guns were proving to be useless. Using the chaos as cover, Adrian grabbed a sniper rifle from a nearby corpse and silently disappeared back into the streets. When he reappeared, he was propped up on a rooftop with a fence-like obstruction in front of him. He

Usually, a sniper was paired with a spotter, yet this particular sniper was alone, taking up both roles. The sniper was either extremely arrogant or had absolute confidence in his skills. Judging from how the shots were fired, Kaze believed the sniper was the latter. “Huh? Interesting.” The sniper muttered in the quiet room and the voice that came from the black robe was of a woman. She then removed her hood and mask, revealing a common-looking face. If she were to walk on the street and blend in with the crowd, she could practically go unnoticed. Yet she looked surprised. She noticed Kaze’s movements and she knew what he was planning to do.

"After that, we take it from them." The Hunt Without Noise Our breath formed white clouds in the chilly air as we slid quickly through the storm, sliding between rocky rocks and trees coated in ice. Every move seemed risky since we knew that one mistake might result in our death. The sniper's dim muzzle flare on the ridge caught Vanessa's keen eyes. "Two-person squad. The typical Overwatch pattern Nodding, Damien said. Grab the flank. Kyle, continue monitoring ground troops. Vanessa remained quiet as a shadow, disappearing into the whirling snow without saying another word.

Ikhlas POV. "Have you come to rub salt on my wounds? Mrs Ikhlas The Homewrecker" Her voice echoed through the room. Her words stung. I knew they shouldn't have affected me, but they did. I could sense the anger and resentment that was resonating from her. " I noticed you haven't eaten today" I said deciding to ignore her remark. " You need food to regain your strength" I added. She snorted. " And what business does that have to do with you? After all you are starting to achieve your aim." She threw back.

She sneered as she shrugged. With an eye on the rifle’s scope, she follow every movement that the newly arrived woman was doing. Her hands were on the target’s arm, wrapped in it just like a snake. They were talking and smiling sweetly, making her grimace. This is how the game starts. The woman looks directly at the sniper as if she can even see the sniper from where she was standing. Knowing that the sniper - whose position's quite distant - can see her - the woman in corporate attire winks; which the sniper has seen through the scope of her rifle. Prepared to do her mission, the sniper placed her finger on the rifle’s trigger, and without a couple of seconds, the sniper aimed to fire.