Oswald crouched beside the railing, his gaze still fixed on the direction of Gambino's boat. He attached a silencer, and a soft clicking sound echoed through the stillness. Oswald loaded the magazine, the bullets glinting in the fading light. He chambered a round, the mechanism snapping into place with a satisfying crunch. With a deep breath, he settled into position, his finger resting on the trigger.He aimed for one of the Gambinos before pulling the trigger and the man dropped dead right where he was with blood splattering around the place."Sniper! Everyone, take cover!" One of them voiced out as they swiftly took cover. "Any idea where he's shooting from?" He asked."No, Sir. We can't see him anywhere around meaning he's attacking from a long range. We also can't counter because our guns are only short range guns." Another comrade responded with his heart racing."Darn it. Who could it be?" He spat.Oswald lowered the sniper after they all took cover, and he shifted his gaze bac

After tossing the body of the first guard overboard, he shifted his gaze towards the second one and began to walk towards him. His blood-soaked dagger clenched tightly in his right hand as he advanced forward. When he arrived behind him he wrapped his left arm around his neck, and with his right hand gripping his dagger he attempted to slit his throat but the man was quick.He grabbed Oswald's arm, preventing him from using his dagger. After grabbing his dagger he placed his right leg on the wall and pushed himself backwards with full force until both him and Oswald fell. Oswald swiftly rose back to his feet, and when the man attempted to grab his gun that fell from his hand after they landed, he charged forward and shoved him to the floor. After successfully shoving him to the floor Oswald sat above him and grabbed his neck with both hands.He tightened his grip around his neck, squeezing the life out of him. The man struggled to set himself free but Oswald's strength was overwhelm