Sniper High Rise Invasion Novels & Stories

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.

She's probably worried about Sarah as much as I am. SARAH'S POV I woke up in a dark dirty alley filled with old hungry haggard looking men, they were wearing rags and some of them lay on the bare floor unconcerned about the state of the ground. As I continued to stare in confusion, unaware of where I am or who I am, the old men's attention were drawn towards me, they looked at me like I was an alien then one of them managed to blurt out.

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.

Ivan understood at once and said to the snipers, "Tonight, our only target is a murderer named Sebastian. Once you discover the target, shoot him dead! You don't need to ask for permission." "Yes, sir!" The four snipers stood to attention and ran back swiftly to their sedan. "Mr. Sloane, tonight's operation is much too dangerous. I don't think you need to take part personally," Ivan said worriedly before he got into the car. "Hmph! What do I need to be afraid of? Haven't you ever heard of the saying that even the best can't dodge a bullet? I refuse to believe that Sebastian is invincible! Get in the car!" Hunter said, taking a Browning pistol from Ivan and loading it.

Numero Uno was making his move, or so I thought. The guards exchanged fire with the sniper, their bullets ripping through the night air. It wasn’t long before the attacker was neutralized, his lifeless body slumping over the edge of the roof. "Clear, snipper down," Finn announced, his tone clipped. I rose from behind the desk, brushing shards of glass from my suit. My gaze swept over the room, taking in the damage. "Make sure there aren’t any more surprises waiting for us," I ordered. I can't even ask how the sniper infiltrated the security, but one thing I know is the ‘who’ behind the mission.

Something in his chest twisted sharply. Up in the helicopter, Jodie was still crying and struggling. “Sis… please help me! Sis, help me!” Her sobs echoed in the morning light. Joseph, unbothered, stood nearby with a relaxed smile, just watching. He knew Sean’s snipers were using red dot scopes—precision targeting. Even if a target moved suddenly or tried to dodge, they could still land a kill shot right between the eyes. Under these conditions, escape was nearly impossible. Joseph and his men wouldn’t survive if they tried to run. The snipers were too fast, too well-trained.

Just move. “Evacuate!” I barked. “NOW.” Rick and Jaxon were already shouting commands, rounding up what was left of the crew, armed to the fucking teeth. I dragged Ingrid with me, not gently—gripping her wrist and yanking her out of the kitchen before the roof caved in. A sniper bullet pinged off the metal sink. One second slower and that shot would’ve gone straight through her eye. “Snipers,” I growled. “Top ridge. Two. Maybe more.”

And one by one, the Hive mafia members, who at this time gathered in front of the cabin, dropped like flies. “Shit! I missed one,” Rein thought as her bullet flew past the last man who began shooting randomly in the air after realizing a sniper gunned down every last one of his comrades. The Marine stabled her breathing and, after a short exhale, pulled the trigger, finally hitting the man in the chest. If Damon was there as her spotter, it would have been easier. “Did Thane get my location?” She wondered. The mafia heir and his assistant peeked out from the bodies to see what exactly happened. “How in the hell?” Rafiq said out loud with his gun still aimed forward.

She couldn't be in any danger. In fact he had not expected Samantha to react so quickly in such a chaotic situation that she would block in front of him and take bullets for him in such a short period of time. If he was not wrong, the assassin used a barret m82 snipper riffler. It was a long range sniffing weapon that was widely used in many countries. It could be used to attack those rny soldiers who were hiding behind the wall. It's powerful ammunition could even penetrate bricks and concrete, it could easily penetrate human bodies.

I nod my head and radio myself to the sniper we left at a cliff over looking the crimson pack. "Are you ready?" I asked and he replied in the affirmative. "This mission starts now"I say to him and the ones behind me and a second later he fires the first shit signifying the war. The one on the watch tower at the huge walls of Sky Prowlers falls down in a heap and I thank the Goddess that he didn't fall down the tower. That would have alerted someone. Bullet after bullet and the whole security at the is down at the East wall.