Sniper Novels & Stories

How come he never looked at him with such rapture? “The sniper is a Shooter.” Fynn declared, “And neither a well-known figure nor a previous offender, otherwise we would have had his power signature in our database.” Shooters had the power to move things with their minds. They were named Shooters because they found it hard to move things slowly and had trouble changing the direction of movement. Due to this, when they used their power to move things, it often resulted in those things shooting in a specific direction. “The glint that you guys saw wasn’t a sniper rifle scope but probably some kind of magnifying lens that would all

Since he was a sharp shooter he already have an idea where he gonna position to easily killed their enemies from the distance and also his friend, They already talk about this and they have a perfect planned how to killed them one by one without making a noise if it's necessary. "Guys,! be careful, and you know what to do, good luck," he said and they just nodded their head. He blink his eyes while looking at them before climb into the rooftop of the building which is 10 kilometers distance from the organization. He immediately landed his SAKO TRG 42 long-range sniper rifle. It is one of the best sniper rifles in the world. It i

That was so close, he would have been struck down by the .30 inch sniper bullet. It was coming from meters away so Simon could easily deduce that it was a military grade sniper, and it wasn’t just a military grade; it was a special type of sniper if it could be used in the dark. That means it had infrared sensor. Even with the room light on, the shooter wouldn’t be able to see him since the curtains were still covered; unless with a sensor type sniper.

Snow weighed down its branches and offered solid concealment. A sniper rifle appeared in his hands, wrapped in white cloth. It was not the old police rifle. This was a military-grade model designed to function reliably in harsh conditions. Even extreme cold could not degrade its performance. Cyrus dropped to one knee, braced the rifle against a forked branch, and lined up the scope on the canvas bag by the door. He was half a mile away. If Dorian showed himself, Cyrus could kill him instantly. Once everything was in place, Cyrus pulled out his phone and sent a message.

She muttered as she aligned the criss cross mark of her sniper scope to the head of the terrorist with the gun. She held her breadth and pulled the trigger at the same time when he raised his rifle to shoot the third captive. The gun fell from his hand first before the man followed. There was panic amongst the other two who looked around in confusion. One of the men made a dash to the fallen weapon of his comrade but she followed him swiftly, the criss cross mark of her sniper moving behind her new target till her focus point was centered on his chest, then she pulled the trigger. A second later, the man was flying backwards in

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.

Another explosion followed, disrupting the speedster's motion as he hit a wall and fell to the floor. Struggling to get up, he noticed something. Someone appear from the point of the explosion where a large section of a wall was missing. He watched the high-heeled boots make their way through the wall and then the rest of the body, which was unclear to make out because the person's face was concealed though the body appeared to be female, thanks to the design of clothing she had on. The person approached him and the speedster instinctively reacted by charging. He was about to strike the unknown adversary when she suddenly took out some sort of weapon that resembled a grenade launcher but ins

Zeroing in on Vera's forehead, who was still unaware of everything, he put his hands on the trigger. " Bye, little lady...." He muttered to himself, smirking. " Three... Two... One... Fire!" The sniper's bullet sliced through the air, making its way to the victim...