Tf2 Sniper X Reader Novels & Stories

The man mumbled with a hoarse voice, bringing his head down and looking sideways to continue making his list — something he was doing before she showed up. "El Depredador, Sobek Special, Double Clutch sniper guns, El Rubi and Ciervo Macho shutguns as well. I'm hoping you'd have the aforementioned here tonight." She gruffed, dropping a cheque on the table before him. He lifted up his head slowly to take a closer look at her as she drew near to him with those words coming out from a young teenager's lips.

"That's Khleassandra. She is the Long Range Shooter of the family. What she used was an M16 Rifle also known as an AR-15." My eyes widened as I caught my rest. I didn't understand what he was saying because my life was more important to me. "I don't want to! Please! I don't want to play with you guys!" I struggled as I said that. "Let me go! Please!" Before I could fully recover, the tangerine on my shoulder was suddenly destroyed. The juice splashed on my face. I felt and heard something close to my ear. "And that is Allison. She is our Sniper. She used a Remington M24 SWS."

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."

Target dies…] When the notification popped up, confirming that the man was really dead, Mike let go of his hand. “Huh?” he exclaimed in surprise. The rifle that the sniper had been holding was not actually a real sniper rifle. It was merely a handgun with an aiming scope that did not even fit well together. It was a combination of two different things. [Name: M12] [Type: Firearm] [Rarity: Common] [Damage: Common] [Ammunition: 20 Rounds]

There was a staircase that would take Zean to the roof of the building. Zean ran as fast as he could, ignoring his labored breathing. In front of him was a man on the ground with a McMillan TAC 50 sniper rifle, a rifle with a high accuracy range. Capable of aiming at targets with a distance of nearly 2.4 kilometers. Prok... prok... prok... "Apparently you're hiding here. No wonder my men couldn't find you." Zean approached his target with the gun in his hand already aimed at the target.

However, Xander had a gun now, and it was the most advanced one. Xander said excitedly, "This is the enemy's sniper rifle. It has excellent accuracy and is said to be equipped with night-time silencing and infrared vision. Suddenly, Xander became a bit depressed. "I don't really understand the specifics, but this is the gun that injured Mr. Gagnier. Thankfully, he dodged in time. He only hurt his arm. Miss, where did you get this gun from?"

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.

I explained. “The rifle is here!” David said, now standing beside the rifle. Yosef-hyung went to him and fish out gloves from his pocket before dismantling the rifle. “This is an M24 rifle, JD. Used by the U.S. military and one of the deadliest sniper rifle.” “They might have resources or a sponsor.” JD-hyung answered while still looking at the sniper. “How will we drag him down, hyung.” Danny-hyung asked. “The hotel staff might see us through the CCTV cameras.” Jaden added worriedly.

I command “Yes.” She breathes nodding before turning her head away from me. As soon as I reach my armoury room I change into a pair of dark jeans, a black V-neck t-shirt and put on my boots. I strap on my 9mm underneath my shirt, grab my sniper case and insert my Matsuda blade onto my back. I was getting ready to party.