Armament Haki Novels & Stories

On the screen is a recent photo—Angela and Sofia at a playground, the little girl hanging from monkey bars while her mother stands nearby, smiling. They look happy and they have no idea men like Hank are watching them. "How much?" I force the words out through clenched teeth. "For this shipment. How much do you need?" Hank's smile returns. "One hundred containers. Mixed arsenal—handguns, rifles, ammunition. Standard distribution." One hundred containers. That's not double. That's five times my usual load. Enough weapons to arm a small army. "That volume will be noticed," I say carefully. "Victor's ports are monitored. Security protocols, inventory checks... moving that much hardware without

Luckily, the system acknowledges flying weapons. Level 5. One hologram appeared (I’m not interested in any melee weapon now). Though it’s holding a melee weapon, I can tell it’s a veteran from its movements. I pulled the trigger, it’s able to block with his weapon. Then I shot with two bullets at the same time— and it died. What a let-down, how disappointing. Then— a hologram appeared. Hmm…? What is he holding…? An assault rifle, and he fired. “Not good…!”

Drop the weapons or I will empty this magazine into your skull, kid!" one of the mercenaries barked, his face covered in grease and soot as he yanked me upward by my leather collar. "Get your hands off the young master!" Amira Cole screamed, abandoning all tactical restraint as she lunged at the closest soldier, utilizing a hidden ceramic blade to slice across his forearm before the other two operatives pinned her against the chassis of the overturned vehicle.

She was thankful that even though his arm was like metals bars, he made sure he wasn't hurting her. One hunter had got passed from Osiris and made Hakyi engaged while holding her. She didn't know if she'll be thankful that both Hakyi and Jilal's hunters made sure not to hit her with their gigantic weapons. Jilal's hunter even wanted to rip Hakyi's hold on her to get her.

The hallway was immediately bathed in light, as a wall rolled up to reveal a room full of weapons. "Wow ,what an Armory " I couldn't help but gasp in administration. They was a little bit of everything, I'm talking AK-47s, grenades — both smoke and stun, M9s, MP5s and so on. She even had a bazuka. Where the hell did she get a bazuka from? This girl meant business. I stuffed myself with as much weapons I could and continued with finding a way out to the open. I had guns now. The idea of Shooting down the door came to mind, I fired bullets at the keyhole but the bullet just kept bouncing off and falling to a waste on the floor, the door was bulletproof.

The old man nodded. He didn’t like the plan, but he understood it. “Very well. Good luck. And try not to die.” Hayward chuckled. “I’m pretty good at that, I’d say.” He started rifling through his bags again until he found what he was after: inconspicuous weapons and armor. Hayward put on a shirt that looked like it was merely a little stiff but actually had thin metal plates concealed in the fabric. He then concealed a pair of bracers and knives under his sleeves. If he was very lucky, he wouldn’t need any of it.

I nodded slightly, and the men opened the crates and I explained what was inside each one. “The crate on the right is a shipment of the latest HK416s and the left is a shipment of FN F2000s. They are on the top 10 most dangerous guns list and theres about 10 in of each in the crates, then in the bottom about 9,000 rouns of ammo.” I explain, and Black smiled. “I’d say this means peace then? And youll help me with the uprising of another “mafia” as they call themselves.?” He asked, we looked to him; confused.

"You know this is a neutral zone. Nobody is allowed to arm weapons. Put that thing back in your necklace or you'll kill someone." "Mira!" Creed's ass began to sweat, his throat dried up seeing the deadly tool being handled so casually. "Why do you have such a dangerous weapon in a place like this?" "Oh right! You didn't know, little brother." Akash jumped in to explain further, "Actually, most of us here have a few secret assassination tools with us. That's because we are the privileged children of reputable clan heads and elders. Not trying to brag, but you can say that this is a necessary countermeasure if something goes wrong."

I never knew it would come in handy in a situation like this. I began to type away on my computer, inputting the code to activate the camera and recorder in the armlet and anklet. After minutes of trying to pair the device, it was successful, and there comes Jahi wearing a cloak and holding one of the guns she stole, as well as Leonard dishing out instructions.

The weapons that were used to kill Hazel and her maids were called rifles that were an improved version of muskets. Amor asked the officials to do some more research on those weapons before introducing them to our population. So, the information on the new weapons was kept confidential, although these weapons were slowly finding their places in the black markets in Arginieth. Amor kept such distribution in check, but still some illegal sellers sneaked them into the normal population. But because of their high price, normal people could not even think of buying such weapons. So, they were limited to the royals and the nobilities and so were easily controlled by Amor.