Overwatch Widowmaker Sniper Novels & Stories

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.

"You think Voss protects the people who work for him? You're a tool, Griggs. The moment you stop being useful, you vanish the same way Preston did." "Enough." Griggs's hand shot up, and both guards raised their weapons. "Last chance. Carter comes with us, or this gets ugly for every single person standing in this hallway." Marcus's grip tightened. Ryan felt the whole standoff teetering on a razor's edge — one wrong move and gunfire would rip through a corridor with no real cover for anyone. He scanned for an option, anything, and his eyes caught the old fire suppression panel bolted beside the loading dock doors, a mechanical override half-buried under rusted casing.

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.

Marcus scrambled backward, hiding behind the rear tire of the sedan. He was not alone in this fight. Vito's squad was made of elite survivors, and they were already moving to cover him. From the top of a giant rusty crane overlooking the docks, a lone figure lay flat on her stomach. It was Elena, the squad’s primary sniper. She was completely invisible in the thick fog, her long black hair tied back, her eye pressed against the scope of her high-powered bolt-action rifle. She adjusted her breathing, ignoring the cold sea wind biting at her cheeks.

I wonder what kind of face he's going to show me once I crack his mask. He's going to stay in Giuseppe's safehouse for some time. Someone out there hired a fucking Polish sniper to kill him. The best sniper in the world. No one's seen the guy, they've only heard his name. A legend. A ghost. His sister, Adela Kowalski, was also a legend. The first female Polish sniper. I heard that she was killed by someone. The scene was wiped clean afterwards. Suspicious.

she blurted out insanely and started rushing down the stairs with the intention of jumping into his arms Madden was staring at her beautiful knees as she ran on the heels, and he's hoping she won't fall cos he's gonna fuçking destroy the stupid ground if that happens. Meanwhile, on rooftop of the opposite building, Corey could be seen behind a bipod stand. On the bipod stand, there's a sniper which is directed to the ground, facing Madden. He's wearing a balaclava mask, but his visible eyes are trained on his target. The plan is to shoot Madden before Adeline would get to him.