Sniper Novels & Stories

Carson removed the safety of the sniper rifle. In the whole squad, Carson had the highest grade when it came to using long-ranged weaponry so he was equipped with a powerful sniper rifle. While it couldn’t kill a hunter or conduit in one shot, it could deliver a hefty amount of damage. Carson thought of the hibernating hunter. Could concentrated sniper rifle shots make it take enough damage to force it to hibernate? Carson looked at the gun in his hands. As long as he was focused, he could accurately hit a target that was around 600 meters away from him.

Target dies…] When the notification popped up, confirming that the man was really dead, Mike let go of his hand. “Huh?” he exclaimed in surprise. The rifle that the sniper had been holding was not actually a real sniper rifle. It was merely a handgun with an aiming scope that did not even fit well together. It was a combination of two different things. [Name: M12] [Type: Firearm] [Rarity: Common] [Damage: Common] [Ammunition: 20 Rounds]

After confirming their numbers, he signaled the snipers to take their shots from a distance. "Since there are two targets on the left and two on the right, we need to shoot them simultaneously to avoid raising suspicion." Hans positioned himself and the other snipers, all aiming their Steyr Scharfschutzengewehr 69 or SSG 69 rifles at the enemies. Hans chose this weapon intentionally because it could fire bullets without producing a loud sound. This helped him to attack silently in the night. The large-bodied man then gave the signal, began aiming at the targets from behind the dense trees. A moment later, he started counting dow

Seth quickly jolts from the trees, revealing himself for a split second before retreating back to cover, one last shot. Seth darts between cover, quickly approaching his pursuer. Seth's hot breath creates small puffs of smoke as he comes past trees, showing where he was to the sniper as they reloaded their rifle. The sniper realizes where they are though, dropping his head below the horizon line of the cliff beside him, suspecting he could be taken out by assisting fire. The sniper is covered in white garments, patterned with black, a scarf wrapped around their head.

Hunter said sinisterly like a deranged man, and the next moment he cut off Armando's manhood as the flesh lay limply on the floor and he screamed in horror grabbing her crotch in disbelief as the blood spurts out. Hunter tossed the dagger away. Wiping his bloody hand on the fur of a dead wolf, he walked over to Silvia who was staring solely at him. At that moment Hunter was her knight in bloody armor. She couldn't explain in words how she felt at that moment seeing him taking revenge for her. But she paused when he grabbed the gun from her holster and placed it in her hand. She stared at the gun and then at him in disbelief. Silvia shook her head but the look in his eyes said there was no ot

Percy yelled out and the guy's hand froze on the image, as well as every other person in the room as their eyes focused on the image the black guy has his pointer on. " Not that, the one on its left, " Percy directed when he realized the guy's pointer was on the wrong image. The dark guy moved his pointer to the left and then zoomed in on the right image. The name Snipper was written under the guy with buzz-cut amber hair color, piercing green eyes, sharp cheekbones, strong square jaw, slightly wide neck covered in tattoos, and a pale skin complexion. He is twenty-eight years old Sniper is a former military discharge cause of a knee injury turned gun for highe

She hated feeling useless as a sniper. The weaponsmith took a look at Sasha’s slime boss lungs and raised a monocle. “I’ve never heard of that kind of weapon. What’s a sniper rifle?” Sasha lifted her shotgun and explained once more. “It has a scope here to allow me to zoom in on something that far away,” she pointed at a fruit several buildings from where the weaponsmith’s shop was. “It would look as if it was right in your hand in the scope, and I can shoot multiple times before needing to reload. Also, the gun has a sling so that I can carry it on my back and run.”

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.

No matter how much I think about it, it doesn’t make any sense but there’s not much for me to act on when my life can easily be taken if They declares it. They always knows everything yet no one ever knows anything about They. Not even They’s closest allies. I might crave my freedom from being under They so badly but I won’t do anything that’ll leave me under They’s prying watch. Not when they all my life since I was a child, I was bound to a man as a slave with the illusion that I was a skilled personnel. Not when I love being an alive asshole than a dead saint. I swallow, throwing my sniper on the ground of my home rooftop, falling backwards, flat on its con

At the same time, a bushy-browed man in a black cape was setting up a sniper on the tallest building in Seechertown with the barrel aimed at the battlefield. The sniper was a good five meters long. Its magazine was in the shape of a gigantic circular disc, covered densely with scripture and symbols. The man looked through the viewfinder, his aim swapping between the three cultivators as he murmured to himself, "I can't believe I need this stupid thing to take down one of my own kind. You're bleeding me dry here. C'mon!" Just then, Constantine had finally finished his spell. A thick ball of white light appeared in his hands, a si