Best Gun Bl3 Novels & Stories

Could it just be my mind playing tricks on me? Blake grabs the rifle from Thomas’ hand, “we can’t use guns, someone might hear the shots”. He puts the rifle away and I feel a little ray of hope returning. If he's worried someone might hear the shots from a gun, then maybe there are other people around here somewhere. If they try using something like a knife, I have a chance of getting away. I could fight, I could fight and run like hell. Blake stoops down and pulls out a hunting bow. He hands it to Barry and stoops down and gets another, “you have used one of these before haven’t you?” He looks at Barry.

Alexander explained. "You guys are ridiculously disgusting. You have a great intellect but you guys invest them in the wrong ditch." I cringed and looked at the weapons. I heard them letting out long sighs. Mariano and Alex also met me with some of the world's highest-ranked dangerous guns and rifles like Glock-17, G-21, H&K P7, HK416, Uzi, Accuracy International AS50 Sniper Rifle, Thompson M1921, AR Magazine, Colt Python Revolver, world's smallest bullet 2mm Kolibri and so on that I couldn't digest.

She tiptoed into the room and saw another lump with lots of hair scattered everywhere, it was her mother. The room was big and warm and had a smell of Lemon Basil Room Spray. Amaya walked to the cabinet where she knew her dad kept his guns. Her dad had two guns and insisted that her mum took one other gun around making a total of three. She opened the top drawer of the cabinet and saw a stealthy, wicked looking AGM-1 Carbine and beneath it was an Akdal Ghost TR01. She flinched as she touched the two cold guns and carefully brought them out. She kept the Akdal in one of her pockets, held the Carbine closely and tiptoed silently to the other side of the room.

Vulcan stated in a hard voice, discouraging continued conversation about how the weapons were procured. Vulcan took Samantha over to the wall that held all of the handguns. "Pick one Sam. You know what you are going to need." Samantha looked over the choices carefully and decided on three things; she choose a Kahr p380, a diamondback db380, and a Smith and Wesson HRT boot knife. When she was finished she turned to Vulcan and said, "Alright, I'm armed. Now what?"

I pressed, determination lacing my words, "we need firearms that are reliable, easy to handle, and possess a good range. Our assassins must be capable of swiftly neutralizing any threat they encounter." Silence leaned forward, a glimmer of excitement in his eyes. He retrieved a compact 9mm silenced pistol from a concealed compartment, placing it delicately upon the table. The weapon exuded a sense of power and precision. "Take a look at this," Silence said, a hint of satisfaction in his voice. "This is the latest model we've acquired—a weapon of exceptional accuracy. Its lightweight frame makes it perfect for discreet operations." With the selection of silenced handguns settled, we moved on

"Alright, your mistake is forgiven this time. Quickly choose your weapons." Edward and Richard immediately headed to the weapon storage room, selecting which firearms they would use for this practice. They all had enjoyed shooting as a sport since their university days, especially Kenzi and Kaivan. Both of them were most skilled in using various types of firearms, from short-barreled to long-barreled ones. For this practice session, Kenzi, Edward, and Richard all chose the same Glock Meyer 22 pistol, made in Austria. Meanwhile, Kaivan chose the long-barreled H&K MP5, produced in Germany.

I zoomed past and picked up a much larger gun which seemed to scare the shit out of him. "Not that." He chuckled darkly before taking it out of my hands. "I didn't say be a fucking terrorist, That's a 13mm Gyrojet and we don't use that for shooting around here.” He croaked and with a light shrug, I turned away from him.

She grabbed her hand stopping her from going. "I need to know what's wrong with him." She snatched off her hand and ran toward the door. "Don't do that!" Jo yelled. "Listen, I will save my mate and no one can stop me from going." She ordered in Luna's voice and the girls complied. She took a gun from Veronica who can kill a wolf with wolfbane. "This will do." She said glancing at them who looked worried. "Can you hold a gun?" Veronica rolled her eyes. "Of course I'm the daughter of the beta in my old pack." She smirked and opened the door.

Alpha Blake smiles proudly, nodding his head as she walks away. I whistle, nodding my head. "That's a beauty right there," I say, referring to the rifle. "Yup. She always goes for the best toys. Well, I guess if we're ready then, let's roll out." alpha Blake says as Beta Tyler straps more ammo cartridges on his side pockets and grabs his own rifle, shotguns, and a 9mm berretta on his side holster. He then turns, throwing a change of clothes, along with a best and belt for my weapons. "Best to hurry, alpha Lucian. No time to waste."

In an instant everything breaks down, a rail gun cracks,as the distinct melody of gunfire echoes across the street. A plasma weapon discharges a full burst right on top of where Sol and Leyland were taking cover prompting Sol to hug the suitcase tightly. A dozen more Triads rush out, carrying a varied armament of rifles, shotguns and smg’s. The screams of bystanders could be heard as well as the low buzz of security drones.