The Task Force 141 were on the look out for the target they have to get rid of and question.

They stood in silence waiting for a noise to be heard, but no luck. Nothing was heard, when a bullet came flying at them but luckily it didn’t hit them but the wall.

They all turned there attention towards you. Your arm formed into a sniper, and using your own hair as the bullet, you were quite the beauty for working as an assassin.

”try again.” someone said in your ear piece, you took a deep breath before grabbing a chunk of your hair and putting it in the sniper formed on your arm. Shooting again but they dodged, you cussed under your breath and tried again, no luck.