Sniper Novels & Stories

Only then would I find true peace. After all, what could possibly be that hard about it? From what Shawn had revealed last night before passing out, this assassin was a legendary professional who used a high-caliber sniper rifle for his missions. The man could sit from a comfortable, mile-long distance on a rooftop and effortlessly gun Elara down in broad daylight, and no one would ever suspect a thing! I hissed. Let me see how that bitch’s precious tech knowledge and cybersecurity empire would save her from a bullet tearing through her skull.

“Three shots. All to the heart. Clean, precise hits.” Alejandro stared at the photos, his hands slowly tightening. “The killer was positioned in a nearby building overlooking the church,” Silva said. “Professional work. Military-level accuracy.” Alejandro’s voice dropped to a whisper. “Who did it?” “That’s the hard part,” Silva replied. He pulled out more documents and spread them across the desk. “It took months, but I tracked down the sniper. Former special forces. Now he works for a private assassination network in Eastern Europe.”

2 minutes later: "Unit three report! Targets on sight, but vision is kind of blurry. I don't know what is happening, but we can't get a better view of them. Copy." Janet. "Shit shit shit! How is that possible? Unit three, Shine what is your report? Copy." Gal asked. "Same issue here, copy." Anthony. "Fuck! What type of sniper is Sharpe with again?" Mercury asked. "A1 AS50. That's the best sniper, with a good compass range. What could possibly go wrong?" I asked looking around, all my senses at alert. Then it was time for the speech, the President with the Six Brigades and Mercury and I, made for the podium.

Her eyes pinned on the SUV surrounded by the military’s high-power vehicles. She slowly sat down and lay on her stomach. Then, she adjusted the big gun in her arms skillfully. In her arms was the FN SCAR Sniper Support Rifle, one of the most long-ranged and accurate sniper riffle in the world that had 1000m point target. Steady, calm, deadly, and determined—Ashley aimed the sniper to the SUV. Through the high-precision lens, she waited patiently like a beast. Hardly blinking, her finger hovered over the trigger, ready to shoot anytime.

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.

But that does not deter the hired snipers from around the world who are currently assigned to Iran's borders, to help the allies eradicate their enemies. “You. Get your ass away! I will finish off our target, you are as slow as a damn snail.” Aiden threw away his cigarette butt roughly, and immediately kicked away his men who couldn't work properly. He had been waiting for Ryuki to finish off their enemies since an hour ago while finishing three cigarettes that he got from his tent on the east side where he was spying. "But captain, I—" Bang Before Ryuki could shout his voice at Aiden, the man had pulled the trigger of his M38 DMR, followed by a loud thump and

The nozzle pointed ahead as I took aim. Once my eyes were set on the target, I pressed down on the trigger. To my joy, the bottle to the right exploded and I turned to Julian with a huge grin."Where did you learn that position, love?" he asked.I stared down at my feet and frowned."From my father. why?" I said.I tilted my head curiously as he nodded to himself before replying."The position you just took is called the 'sniper position' used mainly for long distance shots but it can work for short distances as well, only if your enemy hasn't spotted you. " he said.I quickly nodded my head, intrigued. After that, I got the chance to shoot all the bottles missing o

Each one stacked neatly atop the other, marked only by numbers and cryptic symbols. "What the hell is this place?" Vargo muttered, almost reverently. I moved to the nearest crate, my curiosity overriding my hesitation. The old wood creaked as I pried the lid open. Nestled within, surrounded by foam and cloth, was a sniper rifle unlike anything I'd ever seen. Sleek. Matte black. Modified beyond standard military specs. I reached in and lifted it carefully. Its weight was solid. Cold. Deadly. "The Viper-X," I read the label etched along the barrel.

Also, you're a Grandmaster yourself, so I'm sure you know how far a silver needle can fly, right? What? The gunman turned around immediately upon hearing Sebastian's words. The second story of the building was dark, and it was strangely quiet. There was also a sniper rifle by the left side of the window. However, nobody was behind it. "Y-You killed him? How… How is this possible? When did you notice him?" The gunman couldn't remain calm anymore. The sniper was the most important part of their trap because the bullet they were going to use was a Silver Rush bullet.

he said as Jasmine nodded. "Snipers are defined, at least in part, by their unique ability to eliminate targets at a distance, taking out threats without letting the enemy know that they are coming, it's a difficult job, snipers typically operate at rangers between 600 and 1, 200 meters, and occasionally take an enemy out from much farther away, " he said as Jasmine was amazed by all the information about a gun. "Are you going to show me how to shoot it?" She asked, "Yes, even-