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But after a few seconds he squealed, "Wait a minute! You mean James ... made my gun? He-" Diego nodded with satisfaction, "Yes, Senior Shin. James makes weapons ... almost all of the soldiers' weapons of Ans De Lou Kingdom, including Riley's." Shin gaped, too shocked by what Diego had said.

I’d seen it when we were doing the walkthrough but there hadn’t been a gun in it at the time. “I’m sorry, is that…is that an M99 sniper rifle? Just…laying in the floor?” I looked up at Marek who chuckled. “It’s not my favorite but it will do in a pinch.” Reaching down, he pulled out the gun and the extra case of bullets. “It’s a single shot but I can get it reloaded pretty quickly. Just know there is still a few seconds that I need to reload.” I shook my head as I pulled up the extra armor over the side windows. “So, what’s the plan?”

An actual, metallic, deadly-looking gun. "Um," I say carefully. "You do know that's not a regular car accessory, right?" Bellamy glances over, then he picks it up. "This?" Before I can answer, he clicks something. There's a metallic sound, and my heart literally stops— click... A tiny flame bursts from the barrel. Cora screams. I nearly die. Eve doesn't even blink. Bellamy just chuckles, flipping it shut again. "Relax, it's a lighter."

Along the road in front of the school, there were many creatures gathered. "Leave them to me!" Brigitta took out a machine gun she had prepared with specially made silver bullets. "This is crazy!" Malik muttered. "How will she face everything alone?" "She's... my mom!" Casey said proudly. I am also proud of my sister. Brigitta turned and smiled at us. She pulled the hair rope around her wrist and tied her long, flowing hair into a ponytail. Brigitta ran towards the demons who came with guns and continued to spew bullets.

"You charged an enemy unarmed then stumbled and failed. They were armed?" "Yes, with a .357 Magnum revolver and a 10 gauge sawed-off automatic shotgun – in tight confines and close range...oh, and no cover." Maddox replied – then to me, "I read the report." "Then you repeated the action a few minutes..." Miyako. "Less than a minute later," Maddox clarified.

“Mom would not have wanted this. She wouldn’t want you to hurt yourself like this. Or me.” Something flashed in his eyes for a moment—a little pause in the tempest roaring inside him. But just as quickly, it was carried away by the flow of his hopelessness. His head lowered into his hands, and he slumped forward. The rifle dropped from his grasp and thumped dully on the porch. With shaky breathing, Catalina reached for the gun. Her fingers trembled as she moved it beyond reach, her eyes fixed on the man before her—the man who used to be her father.

Unique said pulling out his gun, pointing it at Big C. “You know we said the same thing about you, crazy how you’ve been wrong this entire conversation. You didn't even notice that our men has red dots on your men's forehead, from the moment you gave them to signal to come out. You just killed all your men, because all I have to do is give the signal and all your men drops.” Big C said, crossing his arm over his chest, and still hadn't pulled his weapon yet. Unique looked back at his crew and saw that most of them had snipers trained on them. That made his blood boil, as he turned and started firing. But Big C and the rest of them had already took cover expecting that Unique would break

Isabella Pov: I let out a piercing scream as a wave of horror washed over me. My hands trembled as I unzipped the bag that lay before me, and in that moment, I realized something was terribly amiss. This bag did not belong to me; it was not mine to possess. Confusion swirled in my mind as I grappled with the inexplicable presence of guns within it. How could this be? Why would I be carrying a bag full of guns? And more alarmingly, how had such a dangerous bag managed to pass through hotel security undetected?

BANG The sound of gunshots continued, It only got louder and louder, until it seemed to be just in front of our door. * *

He reaches behind him and reveals a black shiny gun from somewhere behind him. I step into the room, but turn and walk backward the next few steps never taking my eyes off the gun in Benny's hand. It almost doesn't look real. I've never been a big gun person, but in movies and on TV they're always more... ominous. Benny's is plastic, a toy. Although, I'm not willing to piss him off and find out if it shoots real bullets. "Benny..." I plead but realize I'm not sure what you say to calm down a homicidal maniac.