3d Maneuver Gear Aot Novels & Stories

"But it won't hit you alone," Arthur growled, his voice tight with pain. He was kneeling, his leg mangled by the last security sweep, yet his hand remained steady on the manual override lever. "I’m the anchor, Kael. If the feedback surges through you, I’ll take the brunt of the kinetic discharge on this side of the manifold. We’re in this together."

Using the maximum output of his physical strength, he flicked his wrist, sending the heavy gear flying through the air in the opposite direction. *Crack!* The brass piece smashed violently against a dead rock twenty yards to the right, shattering the dry stone and creating a loud, sharp echoing sound. The tracker’s head snapped toward the noise instantly. "Movement detected at vector three-zero! Engaging!" A silent, high-velocity burst of rounds tore through the bushes where the gear had landed, shredding the dry leaves into a cloud of organic dust.

I change gear and open the throttle, leaning to the left toward the shrinking opening. A guard comes out of the shack waving his hands to stop me. “Wait, give me time to reverse the direction!” He yells into the mindlink. “You’ll get crushed!” “I can’t stop. I need to get out of here.” I grit my teeth as we pass the blur of the gate. It catches my back tire, forcing me to correct a wobble, but I make it out unscathed. “Oh, my!” Paragon gasps. “We’re going so fast, Ainsley! What is this thing again?”

"She matched it. Look at her trajectory." Using the gear’s own massive centrifugal force, Anna kicked her legs upward, tucking her knees to her chest before snapping them straight out, vaulting cleanly over the top axis of the rotating wheel. She didn't stay to ride it a second time; to do so would mean being crushed by the secondary intake housing. At the exact apex of the rotation, when the gear reached its maximum forward momentum, she released her grip.

He was visibly impressed by the raw speed of it. He didn't waste any time trying to recover his breath. "Left side, Jordan," Bruce’s voice cracked through Giordano’s earpiece, guiding him through the thermal blind spots. "Three more coming from the main hangar bay. They don't see you yet." Giordano raised his carbon-coated rifle, pressing his eye against the cold rubber of the scope. His hands were shaking from the frost, and his side felt like it was on fire where the staples were pulling, but he squeezed the trigger three times in rapid succession.

voice was so chilly deep and very threatening. Then suddenly the three of them was covered in an intense silence glare, watching every inch of enemy's movements. In the next second, Ox speedily get his own rifles as well as Aoi. Then Zitrey quickly slide off to get the two semi-automatic guns in the body of an unconscious man on the floor. Then jumped over the window, breaking the fragile crystals on it. It was such high yet she landed safely using the rope Nikka given on her. She was then followed by the two behind.

she stammers. "Knife and Dagger, All types of guns, Rifles, I've used a sword once, ooooh a crossbow, basically anything though. I don't discriminate." "O...O...Okay, that's all I need to know. Welcome to RBMS, Miss Collins." "Oh please, call me Ava, oh and might I recommend a job change; You're not cut out for this," I state before I'm dragged by the hancuffs on my wrists and taken out of the room by the guards.

Annabelle knew this curve intimately; she had driven it countless times and knew every nuance of the road. Timing her move perfectly, Annabelle slammed on the brakes, twisted the steering wheel sharply, and executed a flawless drift around the bend. Her car, a sturdy but unassuming sedan, handled the maneuver with surprising agility. As she completed the drift, she overtook the GT-R, leaving its driver in her dust.

There was only one thing on my mind, and that was shifting. A few already had their fingers around their belts, including Dylan and Nate, and I joined in. I wrapped my fingers around the clasp and pressed down. Right then, the lightning emblem on my chest began to glow gold. It had activated. It didn’t take long before I felt the shift. With the gear on, it felt different this time. Much lighter. Though the satisfying feeling remained the same. The pull and stretch of bones rearranging, and my muscles tearing and reforming, was all still there, but the gear was absorbing the worst of it.

Now that I am in familiar territory, I use the time to work on some tricks. I have been practicing what I like to call a double J spin, or in other words a 360 degree spin. Just after exiting the last turn, I engage my handbrake, which locks my back wheels, I reverse 180 then gas it. Once I pull out of the original J turn, I then repeat the maneuvers once again, so that I am facing the original way I was heading.