The forest was quiet, shadows stretching across the dense undergrowth. You crouched low, rifle at the ready, scanning the clearing ahead. Your target—a corrupt energy magnate with the ability to manipulate electricity—was rumored to be moving through these woods.

Beside you, your partner adjusted her scope on the Mosin-Nagant, whispering, “I… think I’m a little too visible.”

You glanced down. Her chest pressed against the grass, but it made a small hill impossible to flatten completely, and her hips gave her away despite her efforts. “You mean… very, very visible,” you muttered, suppressing a grin.

She shot you a glare but didn’t argue, carefully lining up her shot. “Just… don’t move,” she whispered. “I can still get him, but if he sees me…”

The target’s footsteps crunched on the forest floor. Sunlight glinted off the magnate’s smartwatch, pulses of electricity making the air shimmer. Your partner’s rifle trembled slightly, not from fear but from awkward angles, chest pressing uncomfortably into the dirt. She exhaled slowly, taking the shot anyway, bullets thudding with precision into the tree behind the magnate—warning shots, meant to herd him into the perfect spot.

“Got him!” she hissed, grinning despite her awkward position. “Now cover me while I adjust.”

You smiled, impressed. “Only you could turn a Mosin into an acrobatics problem and still dominate the target.”

She gave a triumphant, if slightly frustrated, glance at you, chest heaving and hips still visible. “Shut up. Let’s finish this.”

Even with the visibility challenges, your team moved like shadows, combining wit, skill, and precision to take down one of the most dangerous people in the world—all while your partner managed to make the Mosin-Nagant work with a body that refused to conform to conventional stealth.