Sniper High Rise Invasion Novels & Stories

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.

Emily replied, trying to steady her short, irregular breaths disrupted by the shocking event that had just threatened her life. Meanwhile, on the roof of the building across from City Hall where the senator's hired sniper was operating, Chicago police officers had surrounded and blocked all exits, except for the possibility that the skilled individual might possess the ability to fly like Superman or Spider-Man from the top of a tall building. "FREEZE! FREEZE! Raise your hands and drop your weapon, you Bastard!" shouted Sergeant Rodney Bradford, who was leading the sniper raid. When the man dressed in a khaki suit and coat with a black hood, revealing only his eyes, drew his Desert Eagle pis

“From their positions, they want to take out every one in this circle, leaving out Xavier, and me, maybe. They will strike when the flames go down a little, and they can see us properly. This is what we will do.” “The flames will not die out completely, because of the bodies giving it enough fodder, so you warriors will crouch down and hide behind the flames. I don’t know the kind of weapons they have up there, but I am sure they will be helpless if they can’t find an aim.” Jimin voice went hard. “And you all will retaliate at the signal. When Plan B kicks off. Covered by the flames, you should aim your poisoned darts into those shadows and shoot as fast as you can.” “We don’t need an aim. B

After surveying the odd shaped buildings for snipers, Alex decided to take her chances and climbed up the debris until she was on the upper level. The Alphas came up over the last little hill and sped towards her. Alex found a hole in the road that looked down on the lower level. She squatted down and peeked her head through the hole to better hear the on-comers. The shadow people moved restlessly and whispered from their cover. When the Alphas were two kilometers away, she heard a mechanical click and then the pop of their gun as the sniper shot. A clean shot to the head. The body of one Alpha crumpled as the bike sped onward, taking a slight angle as it went down, down, and then skidded si

*Vicky* Men poured in endlessly from all around the containers and docks, forming what seemed to be an endless ocean of people. Despite that, I enjoyed the thrill of the kill. I didn't know how long it had been since I last had such a feeling. The crowd wouldn't stay a crowd for long though. After I killed a few people and created an opening, I flew to the window and used the echoes of the guns for the scout bats to find the snipers who were hidden and shooting at me. I appeared in front of them in an instant, and they, who had thought they were in a safe place, looked at me in surprise as I rushed towards them. The last scene they saw was me waving First Snow to take their heads off.

The massive glass skylights exploded inward, showering the dark concrete floor in a deadly rain of glittering shards. Shadow Wolves immediately formed a defensive perimeter, returning heavy suppression fire toward the rafters. Matteo screamed furiously into his tactical radio, "All units, locate the high-altitude shooter! Flank the eastern scaffolding now!" But the extraction was already cold. The sniper had evaporated back into the midnight fog. Lorenzo slid across the glass shards, grabbing Vincent’s collapsing frame before he hit the floor. Vincent coughed violently, dark blood staining his lips, his fingers locking onto the fabric of Lorenzo’s sleeve with a surprising, desperate strength

"Crawl. Do not stand up." I crawled over the broken glass. The cold wind howled through the shattered window, freezing the sweat on my skin. Sloane grabbed my arm and pulled me behind the concrete wall of the corridor. Bianca was right next to her, pale and shaking. The private elevator dinged, the doors flew open. Matteo and Dante rushed out, their guns raised. "Who did it?" Matteo yelled. His eyes searched the ruined living room. "Where is the shooter?" "Gone," Sloane said coldly. "It was a sniper from the south tower."

Devina said. "Am the one going up there Sharon just get me there." Sharon said and Devina noticed a image far away on a building with a sniper. Sarah climbed up the roof with a sniper, she quickly reloads it and knelt down on the roof with one of her eyes on the scope and a finger on the trigger. She knew that the bullet was going to have little or no effect to the Chimera. It wouldn't even penetrate through the skull but it could like wise distract it.

On the third night, I stood atop the command platform directing reinforcement fire across the docks. Searchlights swept across the maze of shipping containers while gunfire erupted nonstop in the distance, flashing like fireworks against the night. What I didn't notice was the red dot slowly moving across my chest from a crane tower over a hundred meters away. The instant the infrared sight settled over my heart-- Someone jumped down from a three-meter container stack. A gunshot thundered through the port. The high-caliber sniper round tore through Leon's back and shattered his spine. He crumpled onto the concrete like a puppet with its strings cut.

Lorenzo had already flattened himself behind a pillar, composure stripped clean by shock. Elena’s gaze swept the roofline across the street. East wing. Three hundred meters. Perfect elevation for an executioner. She raised her weapon. Steadied. Three shots in rapid succession—one obliterated a distant window, the next two drove the sniper back from his nest. The guards lit up the rooftop behind her. The night became a battlefield. Then silence. The shriek of tires. A black van burst from the shadows and disappeared into the city’s labyrinth before any eye could catch the plates. Police sirens wailed in the distance.