Sniper Mask And Kuon Novels & Stories

My eyes widen even more as I remember that I just shot him by mistake. "Oh my God!" I exclaim. “It wasn’t loaded,” he says. “Lucky for me.” I check the damn gun and there's no ammunition in it. “Arley you scaredy-cat!” I clear my throat irritably. “Did you want it to be loaded to get rid of me, Karen?” I was going to explain, I don't want him dead... "Who are you?" Anthony wears what appears to be a mask or latex prosthetics, which would be the same thing.

A few techs were stationed at the consoles, typing rapidly. These guys were higher rank to those outside. In this room I lined up former world most wanted hackers and tech geniuses from the top companies around the world. “Have you identified the shooter?” I asked, taking the seat beside Leo. The lead tech worker shook his head. “The shooter wore a full black tactical mask, sir. No visible face, no ID. We ran the footage through recognition software, but it came back clean.” “Play it.” He did. The video replayed in the highest possible definition.

I screamed, breaking cover and running toward them. I found them in a small clearing. The Hunter was lying on his back. He was dressed in grey tactical camouflage, his face covered by a sleek, full-face mask with glowing green lenses. A high-tech compound bow lay in the dirt nearby. Ashren was straddling him, his good hand clamped around the Hunter’s throat, his other hand raised, claws extended, ready to rip the mask off. "Give me one reason not to open your jugular," Ashren snarled.

Trevor and Lung Pakhun's combined forces were ready. There were 24 of them, plus Trevor, Lung Pakhun, and Tristan. At 3 a.m., they crossed the street to the target house, three at a time. They gathered at the back of the house, blocked by tall bushes. Everyone wore black and black cloth masks that covered their faces except for the eyes, nose, and mouth, like ninjas. The weapons they carried were silenced pistols, which should only be used in emergencies, and syringes filled with anesthetic.

I re-adjusted my posture and went on my trip to find myself a way to the masquerade ball. I came upon a route where there were two guards stationed at the entrance of a massive gate. They were clad in royal platinum armor and armed with long firearms. Aside from that, Darkmoon was exceptional in that they could wield a silver bullet rifle without even a shudder. When it came to the Shadow pack, I was the only one with a gun that had a silver bullet in it.

"Just… go get me my favorite breakfast. I'll be downstairs in a bit." She smiled wearily at me again. "Okay. Take your time." After she'd left, I limped into the kitchen mirror. Same brown eyes. Same long black hair. Same bloody curves. "Still the same old Selene," I said to myself, exhaling. "Oh goddess do something." I opened my closet and started stuffing my backpack with nothing but tomboy attire. Hoodies. Loose shirts. Loose jeans. If I was going to pull this off, I had to look like a boy. I could just get the rest from Liam anyways.

" Really?" " Yes! Just call me Jasmin, that's my code name but if you want to see our faces you can't. Each of my colleagues here has a code name too. And our chief was Sapphire. So far you haven't seen her here. She is on vacation now. We wear a mask or face mask because that is the only barrier to covering our personalities. Oh, are you now happy because I already answered your questions?" He laughed again. "Really?" He said in a sarcastic tone. "Very superficial reason. Let me out of here. I'm getting bored here."

The shooter was wearing a mask at that moment, so his face was completely hidden. "Seems like your plan to kill Young Master White, failed completely. Unfortunately for you, he is still alive and well." Warren said teasingly. There's nothing a sniper hates more than missing a kill. And Warren wanted to express this so he could fluster the sniper. "Who's to say it wasn't a shot meant to warn him. Now then, would you move out of my way!" the sniper commanded. Warren stood firm. Then the sniper retrieved a 9 mm gun from his side and pointed it at Warren. Warren almost burst out laughing when he saw that. He knew he could easily take out the sniper, Warren wanted to entertain him a little, at le

Anna moved from behind the sniper gun she was setting. Brianna just needed the sniper gun to get a grip on her target. She did not bring the whole of it. And it wasn’t the gun she would use in case she gets the information she needs from Jack Foster. The one she brought with her today was an airsoft sniper gun, a Novsitsch SSG10 A3 airsoft sniper gun, with only a short barrel, bipod, and sniper scope. There was no butt pad, so the long gun wasn’t that long as usual, and there was no magazine, no ammo, too.

Raverine wore a black hoodie and loose denim jeans. He even bought an anonymous mask so that he could hide his whole face from the sellers. The only hidden weapon he has is his punches, kicks, and the tiny and slim knife he hid. The knife doesn’t really look like a knife, more like a flexible blade wrapped around his belt.