Sniper Transformers Novels & Stories

“So, I’ll ask you one more fucking time. What the hell was that weapon?” It was the same weapon they’d used on me. With something that deadly, they could cause real damage. A weapon of that magnitude shouldn’t be in the hands of people like them. “It’s a Fortifier X; instead of bullets, it fires Baneshots.” “Who is the supplier?” “If you want that answer—and the others I’m sure you plan to beat out of me. I need to see the human first.” “Tessa?” “Yes. Tessa. Let’s say we have a lot of catching up to do.”

Push him far enough, and he wouldn't hesitate to put a bullet in her. When life and death were on the line, who had the luxury of worrying about whether the sword should stay sheathed? People like that—give them even the greatest powers, and they'd still die horribly. Ray kept searching, and soon, a smile appeared on his face. He'd found a sniper rifle. Sniper rounds were different from standard rifle ammunition—faster, with far greater penetration. To be honest, what Ray really wanted was an RPG or a heavy machine gun. Even a regular machine gun would do in a pinch.

It was shredded. "They didn't use a spike strip," I said, pointing to a clean, circular hole punched straight through the reinforced steel rim. "They used armor-piercing rounds. A sniper must have blew the tire out from a distance to stop the truck, then the ground team moved in for the execution." Ronan crossed his arms, his jaw ticking. "So we're dealing with professionals. Mercenaries?" "Maybe," I said softly, my mind racing through the logistics of the week. I stood up, wiping the grease from my fingers onto a handkerchief from my pocket. I stared at the bullet hole in the rim, a cold, heavy dread suddenly pooling in the pit of my stomach.

Viper and a Ravaged scout moved in a pincer maneuver, distracting the beast's many eyes, while Mako and Rat used their bulk to anchor its massive tail. But our claws and teeth were doing nothing. The Chimera’s hide was too thick, the oily skin sliding away from our strikes. It swiped a massive, clawed limb, sending Cane sprawling into the limestone. "The cases!" Torin roared, shifting back to human form for a split second. "The gear! Use it!" He didn't wait for permission. Torin kicked open the matte-black Thorne case. He grabbed a Sonic Disruptor in one hand and a Flash-Freeze canister in the other. He didn't know the technical specs, but he knew what "Off-Switch" meant.

Setting the remains of the coffee down, I pace a little, make sure I can be seen, all the while rubbing my hands and blowing into the palms. From behind me, a harsh voice. "What the hell's that?" I startle, spinning around. All my attention had been ahead of me. James stands over the rifle I have ready and waiting, just in case. His expression is dire. "Klempner, we have guests." He jerks a thumb inside the house. "Can you keep your toys discreet, please." "It's a TAC-50," I say. "Ideal for extreme long-distance sniping... Should it be necessary."

The difference was that the sniper from the city’s SWAT team last time was using a very ordinary small-caliber sniper rifle. This time, though, the sniper was obviously using a large-caliber reinforced sniper rifle. The bullet was as thick as a thumb and shot out with high-speed rotation. Once it hit the human body, it would carve out a hole in the person. That was how Shiloh’s arm got detached. Shiloh was wiped out and laid down on the ground wailing. Shelynn quickly jumped down, did a front roll, took the pistol from Shiloh’s broken arm, then made a move to shoot Alex.

“Charlotte is a sniper on the north tower; do not take her out, she’s covering us until the threat is neutralized.” “Sniper with darts?” Leo asked with confusion. “The darts will not work long distance.” “Apparently she has bullets loaded with the same tranquilizing effect, but will last longer than the darts. At least until they’re removed from their body.” “Alright, that’s it, I’m shipping the Choliver…Olilotte…I’ll think of a ship name, but if Charlotte is a sniper too, on top of these awesome inventions, she’s a Gamma’s wet dream.” Leo linked with satisfaction.

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.

Mauler left, and Sniper's eyes turned sour as she watched her sister go. "You just have to wait and watch then," Sniper said, her voice dripping with malice. She fell onto her bed, and brought out her phone, which was full of photos of Venom. She smiled, her eyes gleaming with obsession, as she stared at the pictures. "I won't let anyone take you away from me, I won't," she whispered, her voice trembling with intensity. She stripped herself naked and stood in front of the photos, touching herself while moaning Venom's name.

"Boss, take a look. Are you satisfied?" Recently, she had stayed busy manufacturing weapons and equipment for him. Remote-detonation bombs were the simplest to produce, and she had already made plenty. But Cyrus cared far more about two other items. The first was the heavy sniper rifle he had just seized. Its effective range exceeded a mile, and a single shot could punch through an armored vehicle. With Cyrus' Precision Shot enhancement layered on top, the effective range could stretch to a terrifying three miles. That advantage came with a problem. His ability might reach three miles, but his eyes could not. Hence, he had asked Keira to modify a high-powered optical scope for him.