Sniper Transformers Novels & Stories

No one… Had ever stood between him and a bullet before. High above them… A sniper whispered into his radio. “Chairman…” “She’s shielding the target.” Patrick’s reply came immediately. “Shoot anyway.” The sniper hesitated. “But we’ll hit Miss Wellspring.” Patrick’s voice remained emotionless. “I gave you an order.” The sniper closed one eye. Steadying his aim. His finger tightened on the trigger. Dominic saw it happen. There was no time to think. Only time to choose.

The bond flares, heat surging up my spine. I rise anyway. The world slows. I feel them three snipers, heartbeats echoing through the land like distant drums. Their intent hums ugly and sharp, focused on one thing. Me. I lift my hand. The ground answers. Roots erupt from the soil, twisting violently, ripping upward through the trees. One sniper screams as he’s dragged from his perch, bones snapping as the earth swallows him whole. The second tries to run. The wind slams into him like a fist, hurling his body against rock with a sickening crunch.

I also wish I hadn't complained as much as I did. I lift my rifle, and the Warriors around me do the same. Ryan whispers, "Kamin, Elright, and Eagle have the best sniper skills." "Move them into position and have them take out the soldiers on the trucks first." This means I won't hear Smythe's last breath. If none of my men die, I can live with it. "On my command," I lift my hand and lower it sharply. I don't even look at Smythe, there's no time. I line up my first shot, fire, then fire again. We take return fire and flatten ourselves to the ground. The soldiers find cover behind the trucks and our bullets ping uselessly off the side. "Take out one tire in each truck," I yell. I don't want t

I made them take a round of the area and find the location of Vincenzo and Amber using see through devices. "They are on the first level.", David stated and I nodded my head. We waited for two minutes. The sound of gun shots was getting louder. Men groaning and screaming. I just hoped my men were fine. "Ross" I signalled him. Be was the best sniper in our group and even from this distance could easily shoot right in between there eyes. Though it was dark but I had full trust in him. He could do it. He took out his favorite, British L96A1 sniper rifle. We gave him space as he shot the first one and before the second one could do anything, Ross even shot him.

Most of them were still holding guns in their hands. ‘Sniper!’ Adrian spotted a sniper rifle. He could get in some headshots if they lowered their guard. He rushed toward the corpses as the zombies charged toward the outlanders. The zombies were strong, and coupled with the fact they were undead, the outlanders were helpless to stop their charge. The outlanders fell out of formation and were forced to face the zombies head-on since their guns were proving to be useless. Using the chaos as cover, Adrian grabbed a sniper rifle from a nearby corpse and silently disappeared back into the streets. When he reappeared, he was propped up on a rooftop with a fence-like obstruction in front of him. He

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 the air before landing on the floor motionless.

The figure had simply vanished, its physical body turning into a cloud of thick, cold smoke that reformatted itself ten feet away on top of a rusted electrical transformer box. Silas and Marcus took positions behind the mouth of the alley, their weapons opening fire in a tight, synchronized defensive pattern. Silas’s heavy caliber sniper rifle barked with a deafening, flat report that echoed through the narrow lane like a gunshot in a closed room. The silver-tipped rounds struck the shadow on the transformer box directly in the center of its indigo mask, but the bullet didn't draw blood. It passed through the black mist like it was nothing more than chimney smoke, striking the metal box behi

With this unexpected maneuver, he advanced on his opponent’s position with great speed. Kalen decided instantly. After doing a few quick calculations, he threw his 2 pistols up while quickly bringing his Lawgiver 2-form gun. “Sniper with high explosive rounds,” he whispered, as the gun transformed into a dangerous-looking sniper rifle. Boom!! Boom!! Boom!! He fired 3 times at the commander, as he launched himself backwards from the recoil force of the bullet.

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.

“We use 4D projections, moving targets.” Valeria presses a button, a projection flees in front of us, a faceless figure running around until she shoots the target, and it disintegrates into cubes. “Think you can handle that? It requires fast reflexes that humans don’t have.” She continuously berated. My heart pounded with excitement, electricity sparking in my veins as I curled my fingers around the rifle. Delicately tracing the cartridge, lifting it in my arms and indulging in its lightweight and efficiency. A Scorpion, semi rifle and those were of the top range. Only the elite were granted access, and I knew that from working for Nathan. She slid the magazine over and I took out the bullet