Sniper Synonym Novels & Stories

“Hey, look at our target properly. If you fail tonight, we won't be able to party with that bitches.” "Yes, captain." The young man returned to stalking his prey seriously, while occasionally shifting the tilted hat. Targeting someone in the middle of a dry arid desert, it's really an extraordinary challenge. Moreover, they have to blend with nature using various disguise attributes which itch very much on their 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.

KINUHA KO YUNG sniper riffle ko at itinutok sa kintatayuan ng isang drug lord. Tiningnan ko siya gamit ang telescope at dahan dahan kong nilagay ang mga daliri ko para kalabitin na ang gatilyo.

I asked curiously. "It was a sniper that was used...the attacker used it from a concealed position against Mr Winters...it's a deadly weapon that makes no sound...no matter how far the person is from you...if you aim it directly at the specific target then the person is as good as dead" Tim said and i sighed. "But you said it makes no sound ,then why did we heard gunshots?" Elva asked. "The attacker probably did that to confuse us" Tony said. "Why would Mr Winters be shot at? Does he has some enemies?" I asked.

In the midst of the tension that engulfed the Mateus residence, the atmosphere turned tense when a sniper invisible to the human eye began to launch deadly attacks. With well-honed skills, the sniper hid in strategic locations, utilising every crevice and shadow to avoid detection by the guards in charge of the residence's security. Each shot fired rang out clearly, echoing in the night's silence, and hit its mark, causing the guards to fall down one by one, losing their lives in an instant.

As for Sean, he finally saw the sniper's face clearly. The sniper looked like an Orwallian; he was clearly a mercenary from abroad. "Who sent you here?" Sean asked coldly. The sniper didn't answer. He rubbed his eyes vigorously, but Sean didn't disappear. Instead, he saw Sean clearer! The sniper finally understood that everything in front of his eyes was really happening. Sean was a top expert! The sniper took a deep breath, and there was an unprecedentedly serious look in his eyes. He quickly pulled out a dagger from his waist. It had been covered with strong venom.

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 shifted in time to avoid being seen by him or the sniper, both no more than two hundred feet away. The sniper kept his attention on his Colt M4 rifle with the detachable suppressor and adjusted his sights. The spotter's lips moved as he spoke quietly to the gunman. The pair should never have allowed Alexus to get this close, but they didn't know. He'd leave behind the team, and soon it would be all over. For them. Alexus started to move again. The sniper's body tensed as if sensing something. Alexus froze. The spotter disappeared from view. A moment later, the sniper swung his sights on Alexus.

His steps are that of a predator hunting his prey. " A killer that kills his target from a distance is a coward and just scared to look his victim in the eyes as the life drains out of them, " he taunted the guy in front of him with a mocking grin that grew when he saw the angry scowl that darkened his opponent's forehead. Sniper bristled at the words thrown at him by the guy standing confidently in his front like he holds all the cards.

Snipers require three things: elevation, line of sight, and cover. The shot had come from the east-facing window. That limited the angle. The sound had bounced oddly—muted and not as sharp as it should’ve been. Suppressed, yes, but something else— Muffled by glass. A reflection. A second-story perch, not too far. Maybe in the treeline. She rose, brushing dust from her legs, and took the scope off the rifle. Using it like a handheld monocular, she moved to the small window slit near the cellar ceiling and peered outside.

At the same time it was impossible to deny he was a great teacher, just a few months I was already a killing machine. It took a few days for me to understand, sniper's were killers, they kill for fun, for money and for any petite grudges. In my first 7 months as a full time assassin, I was sniped at least three to five times a day, but escaped unharmed, of course as per the rules of the organization, I only took revenge on those of lower ranking. Sniping was the hardest job as it required an undying amount of patience and accuracy, hence there were less snipers than other jobs at the same time. If done correctly, it shot anyone up the rank in just years which was an obvious cheat in the orga