Sniper X Spy Novels & Stories

Leo spoke without looking away from the screen. “They’re setting up something.” Olivia leaned closer. “What kind of something?” Leo pointed at one of the vehicles. The back door opened. Several men stepped out. They began unloading equipment. Daniel squinted at the image. “What is that?” Leo zoomed in further. Metal cases. Tripods. Large rifle barrels. Daniel’s expression darkened. “Sniper units.” Sebastian nodded slowly. “Harrison isn’t planning a siege.” Olivia finished the thought. “He’s planning an execution.”

“Mmh-mmph!!” Tracey kicked the door, yelling at Arthur and hoping that he would explain to her what was happening. “Shut up!” The driver turned around and looked at Tracey with a mocking expression. “Let me tell you the truth. Shiro is a spy trained by Stephen. He’s Stephen’s ultimate weapon. Hehe. He’s been undercover next to Blair for ten years just for this moment. Did you think he really liked you?” Tracey’s eyes widened as she looked at the man in disbelief.

he said as he led his men forward. His uninjured men gained on X, trying to deal with the mysterious shooter as quickly as possible. X did not expect to meet such heavy firepower as well. The men were all trained and experienced. Even for him, it was difficult to fight off that many. With the advantage of numbers and that they were all agents from the Viper’s Den, they could even take down X. Though X was not worried because he was only buying time. He ran out of bullets, so he switched to close combat. He held his knife tightly and was ready to jump on the first man who approached.

He wanted her to see only him. Sonia proceeded to explain the details of the plan, pointing out the sniper's position and the room where she would be stationed. She expressed her disdain for Arnold's strategy, calling it "pretty lame." As Sonia unveiled Arnold's plots, it became clear that their main objective was to gather information from him to solve the mystery surrounding him and Almano. Sonia, taking charge, instructed Raphael, "Listen, Raphael, the sniper they are hiring is from the military. You know what that means. But no matter what, you must capture him."

"What do you want?" "We don’t want anything," the sniper said, stepping closer, his voice calm yet laced with menace. "At least not yet. But we knew Simeon would eventually spill once you pressed hard enough. That’s why I’m here—to cut him off before you get any leads. We can’t have you ruining our plans before they even begin.” "Scared of me?’ I taunted, voice steady, eyes locked on him." Scared?" he echoed, almost amused. In one fluid motion, he turned his gun, pointing it sharply toward the wall pillar I was hiding behind. But I wasn’t there anymore. I had already crawled silently to the cover of a massive shipping tank nearby, anticipating his move.

The door creaked. Her eyes flew open, body jerking upright. Jax slipped inside, a shadow among shadows. His chest heaved, eyes sharp, gun still hot in his hand. “You—” Her words caught, relief flooding her so hard she almost collapsed. “Are you—?” “Not mine.” He jerked his chin toward the woods. “But I put one of theirs down. The other pulled back.” “The other?” she echoed weakly. “Snipers work in pairs. Spotter and trigger. The bastard with the scope’s still out there. Watching.”

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.

He passed his hands through his hair- a thing that had become an habit to him, as he returned back to the club, just to meet with Blake who notified him that the spy had been captured and was now chained up in one of the club rooms, where no one could be able to trace him or hear his screams. Xavier needed to let out all the steam, the anger, the pain and disappointment he felt and what better way to do that than giving the unlucky spy a little of his pain. He had made a promise to take what ever Matteo loved and destroy it, the battle between the Spanish and the Australians would never end till Matteo was six foot under. * Turns out that the spy Matteo had sent was too loyal, he was willing

He had no clue what they were talking about, but Ben was excited when Sasha explained her speciality of sniping while running after her targets. “I can snipe my targets from a helicopter or bullet train if necessary. Unlike other snipers, I can change locations quickly. Sometimes the targets find me, and I switch to mid-range shooting while running for cover. Combining parkour and aerial acrobatics into my shooting is something only I can do. Sneaking up on my targets and scaring them is the best.”

She will probably blame herself for a short while and would definitely stick to Hestia for a short while too. Meanwhile, Hestia was being cornered by the two men. Both of them were wielding guns— both are the same model of Colt M1911. The both of them were smiling wickedly as they looked and lurked closer and cornered Hestia through the hallways and corners. As if it was already unfortunate enough that the vent was just right above the janitor’s closet and their appearance hindered Hestia from escaping through the garbage chute, the model of the guns also poses a problem to the female rookie spy. She is not sure which one is loaded and which one is not.