The gun spun in the palm of her hand.
The next moment, Flossie Wright aimed the already-cocked pistol at the sniper, and as the foe lunged towards her with burning rage, she fiercely pulled the trigger.
"Bang—"
The deafening sound of the gunshot rang out.
The bullet traveled straight through the sniper's heart along its trajectory.
"Bang—"
Another shot was fired.
Flossie Wright's gun-hand rose slightly, the previous shot having penetrated the sniper's forehead.
For certainty, she fired twice, then quickly holstered her pistol.
The sniper, who had been leaping towards her, widened his eyes in disbelief. That look of astonishment had yet to fade from his eyes when his body ceased moving.
In the blink of an eye, he toppled to the ground.
Never to open his eyes again.
A sniper's training is primarily focused on gun technique; this sniper probably relied on brute strength and seldom trained himself in close combat.
