The Long Shot Part 1; The Squeeze
Setting the crosshair on the guard on top of the of the upper checkpoint watchtower i call out for distance, wind speed and direction although i can see it on the scope on the top left. "600 meters, 5.5 knots west-south-west."
A Task
Nonentity, a measly lackey tail rigged fangs clenched closed vision unclear and polluted period inching more rapidly and verdict becoming slimmer a paw nearly chocking the trigger hushed within a structure life's path in an instant a stirring mark in a crosshair
Krystal and Chase: Iron Sight p2
Chase nodded and carefully placed the odd reaper's head in his crosshairs. the bots were starting to get suspicious, moving around more and looking for the source of their fellow reaper's demise.
Then I Will Come Back To You
He brought the crosshairs onto mimi, and willed himself to pull the trigger. he had figured time would be there, and had used a special bullet. it would take much more than time's firey ass to stop this bullet.
Turning the Tide
Making a slight adjustment upward, she allowed her crosshairs to settle over a fighter in the upper half of the second group.
Angels and Sinners
Jethro fired, destroying the first and forcing the second to fly into veronica's crosshairs. the remaining two tried to break off, but were caught by blues 7 and 8. _"blue 4 are you alright?"
Kindred Spirits, Focus though Trauma
He lined up his crosshairs and closed his eyes in a grimace. "i'm sorry." he said as his heart began to pound, his clawed finger slowly squeezing the trigger.
GD: Skyrim Part VI Destiny Calls
But destiny has her in its crosshairs, and the fate of the world hangs in the balance. this is a non-profit fanfiction. the elder scrolls and skyrim are registered trademarks of zenimax media inc.
Dronewatching
Alex quickly zoomed in, centring the crosshairs on it, and the auto-tracking did the rest. now locked on target, all he had to do was watch through the eyepieces as the binoculars panned themselves to keep it in view.
Surface: Doomed Planet-Excerpt 14-Martin's Harvest
I got an analog rpm gauge, rounds available for the big gun, boost, current gear and a targeting crosshair, which was red. "why is my crosshair red?", i asked as the tank shifted into second gear at 2500 rpm.
Clearance
The crosshairs were less steady. "no, rita, i won't...you just have to leave," he choked out from his dry throat. she came closer, her gait never unrelaxed, until she was within arm's reach. edmund stepped back; she was inches from the barrel.
Just Another Night's Job....
crosshairs on his target, his breath caught in his throat. all seemed to still around him and all sounds ceased. he squeezed the trigger. hardly a sound was emitted from his weapon, thanks to the silencer that he had fitted it with.