The Sniper-Personal Narrative

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Danielle checked her watch 12:50, only ten more minutes. Picking up her M-110 rifle she flicked the safety off and popped open the scope covers; resting the barrel against the windows sill of her truck, she peered through the scope for one final check.
A handful of guards patrolled the grounds prepared for anything to break their well-manicured perimeter. The outside lights were extinguished and all the windows of the safe house were sealed shut leaving the exterior completely dark.

Danielle had rehearsed the shots a dozen times at the range, first she would take out the sniper and his spotter on the roof. Then eliminate her primary target and finally mop up any leftovers. Pivoting her rifle, she scanned the roof till she came across the …show more content…

Pointing the cross hairs just above the sniper's left shoulder, she squeezed the trigger. The bullet sailed out from the tree line and hit the sniper square in the temple. Barely able to recover from the recoil of the shot, Danielle moved her cross hairs over to the spotter still frozen with shock. With another squeeze of the trigger she made quick work of him as well.
Danielle scanned the area, checking to see if her shots alerted anyone. None of the guards even budgeted, she was in the clear.
"Red leader to all teams, HVT is on his way out over"
Smirking, Danielle pivoted her rifle towards the front door. Flexing her trigger finger, she spied on the guards as they slowly shifted into protection detail around the front. Light flooded from the door as red leader came out of the house, a few moments later Danielle's target emerged. Phone pressed to his ear, mindlessly chatting he took his time strolling over to the car. Meanwhile his overly-anxious security detail clung to him like parasites; Danielle's cross hairs followed the group, waiting for a shot. But each time before she could pull the trigger, her shot was blocked. As one guard moved directly in front of the HVT her finger pressed on the trigger debating going through him. Slowly lifting her index finger, she decided against the

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