Army Weapons Qualification Tables Mga Nobela at Kwento

I said. Darius threw his hands in the air. “Of course you are.” Ignoring him, I walked toward the clearing behind the camp where we’d set up for drills. Different weapons were laid out on a rough wooden table. There were some chains, blades and silver bullets among others. I was one of the few wolves that could withstand silver and use it without fear of weakening.

The mirror gave way with a hiss of air. Behind it was what could never be imagined. Weapons. Dozens of them. All neatly arranged, organized with surgical precision. Guns in rows, knives secured in foam. Even grenades, small, smooth, deadly. Each piece of armor was labeled, maintained and gleaming as if touched just yesterday. Marco stared wide-eyed for a while. PNot in fear. But in disbelief.

Every single thing was in its place. Racks lined the walls. Not decorative. Practical. Organized. There were blades of different lengths, short knives built for close work, longer swords with grips worn smooth. Several crossbows rested on a central table; their bolts stacked neatly in cases. Along one side sat a cabinet holding firearms, meant for the kind of situation where claws weren't enough. Below them were boxes of specialized ammunition each labeled in neat handwriting.

Battle gear (armors, bulletproof vests, helmets, shields) – Verid and Rocky Artillery (assault and sniper rifles, handguns, Tasers) – Zhackary and Jeffery Bioweapon (corrosive liquid, tranquilizer darts, poison arrows) – Rhianna and Jaden Explosives (land mines, bombs, nukes, improvised explosives) – Gina and Czar Food Production (animal hunting, food crop plantation, harvesting, food trading) – Goyo and Mono Improvised weaponry (spears, bows and arrows, daggers, halberd) – Keisha Medic Team (antidotes, first aiding team, medical tools and equipment) – Shino and Renz Battle Trainers (archery, military, bio, explosives, Med) – Archery: Rhianna; Military: Zhackary; Bio: Jaden; Explosives: Gina

I walked up to them and greeted them with a nod, and they replied in kind. "Let's head inside, gentlemen," I said as I motioned towards the door. We stepped inside the armory, which was filled with weapons of all kinds. As I stepped into the armory, my eyes darted around the walls lined with an array of weapons. The room was well-lit, the fluorescent lights illuminating every corner of the armory. I could see the shelves, crammed with an extensive collection of war props, from battle-axes to spears to bows and arrows. A rusty chainmail hung on the wall, the tiny metallic rings clinking together in a cacophonous tune.

I replied and placed back the gun. "That's cool, I'm good at combat and a certified shooter, nobody can lie to me in those fields'' said Mowry, we walked out of the room and made our way to another room, it had swords, daggers, knives, arrows and many more kinds of them, stuck on magnetic holders by the walls, some spread on the tables with different sizes. "Oh…" I said giving her a thumbs up, I liked her confidence, truly. "Have you ever been to a war before?" She asked.

Gu Residence's front garden was wide and gorgeous, just walking from the house to the end of the lawn was more than a hundred meters, not to mention the flower beds, fountains, statues, and trees. The effective range of a pistol was around 50 meters, and a submachine gun was slightly better, 150 meters, but still not far enough. "Is there a sniper rifle?" Mu Zi asked Gu Yan behind her, "Bartlett, or TAC50 will do." Gu Yan was good at eating and drinking, and knew how to shoot a gun just for the sake of showing off, he didn't know anything about firearms knowledge, asking him about the model of the gun was better than asking him about the vintage of the wine!

“You either prove yourself or you are out. And in this room, ‘out’ could mean dead.” He gestured toward a long table where an array of weapons was displayed. Pistols, knives, brass knuckles. He pointed at the target range at the far end of the room. “First test: marksmanship. You will shoot. Fastest and most accurate make it to the next round. Twenty will be selected.”

I was super excited in fact that I mostly skidded my way to the camp site set for the weaponry. “Someone’s excited.” Bayne noticed the moment I walked down. The sun was up, bright and most definitely hot. It was the perfect atmosphere for the hunt and despite the sweat that had already started forming on my forehead, I smiled at him. “Very.” I answered curtly, letting my eyes roam over the table. Weapons of different calibre were arranged on the table. From arrows, to daggers, spears and whatever a person desired to use for the hunt in order to catch game.

The tension in the room was getting unbearable, something I wasn't really enjoying right now, and I was running late, so I left with my coffee cup back to my bedroom to change and be on my way to the warehouse. My driver killed the engine the moment we got into the yard sure the warehouse is situated, the governor promised to send in the arms and I had to go see for myself. I could see military top weapons crate lined just outside the warehouse, as a rule nothing goes in without direct supervision. Trevor made himself available the moment I stepped out of the car. “50 creates of colt 911 and glock 19, another 50 of M4AI carbine and AK's , another 50 of SIG saucer and Heckler. 100s of Barrett