Thump-thump. His heart slowed, synchronized with the rhythmic pulse of the mountain. The lead rider hit the ramp. Volkov was next. Crack.
Elias adjusted for the 15-knot crosswind and the steep 30-degree decline. His finger hovered over the cold steel of the trigger. He didn’t just need to hit the target; he had to lead him perfectly as the snowmobiles hit the jump over the Crevasse of Souls. Ski Sniper Free Download
The rifle kicked against Elias’s shoulder. In the silence of the high altitude, the sound felt like the mountain itself was fracturing. The bullet tore through the air, a silver needle threading through the blizzard. Thump-thump