Black Lagoon Revy Guns Novels & Stories

He pressed his thumb against a discreet scanner hidden in the trim. Click-hiss. A hidden compartment slid out from the undercarriage of the vehicle. Inside, resting on black foam, lay pure devastation. Baek reached in. He pulled out two H&K G36C compact assault rifles, their matte black finish gleaming in the rain. He grabbed a bandolier of magazines. Then, he pulled out a Kel-Tec KSG shotgun, a bullpup pump-action nightmare capable of holding fourteen shells. Ryu’s eyes went wide. "Holy shit."

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.

"Speaking of gifts, look at what I got Lyse." Axel's eyes glinted mischievously as he showed the others a silver rectangular box while looking excited. After punching in a complex passcode, Axel opened the box and revealed the contents for all to see. Jonah froze up while Silas inhaled sharply in return. "The R&D department in the headquarters created this gun recently. There's a mix of ammo and tranquilizers in this revolver. Lyse can spin the cylinder to the left if she is in danger. The tranquilizers are more than enough to put her target to sleep for three days. If she wants that target dead, she can spin to the right for regular ammo."

A baritone as deep as a lazy growl, yet it was light enough to make her feel this giddy and awkward. "So, black then?” Carl, with his trademark chubby cheeks replied. “Not quite” the man with the beautiful voice spoke again, “Could you do something else, anything other than the regular sweeteners and stuff?” Relax Rebekah! "Good Lord" she exhaled. The nausea she felt in her stomach could easily be mistaken for butterflies, but she knew better - or so she hoped. “You really have to decide, Sir.” Carl replied coolly, “Unless you'd have whatever I whip up for you. No rejects, no refunds.”

"Well, I got stuck with that gun. Another customer ordered it, had it worked on and then skipped town. That is a unique rifle for sure. It's a reproduction of the old Winchester Model 1892 lever action. It's chambered in .454 Casull Magnum. That's where I think you might have a problem with it, though. Because it is so light and the cartridge it shoots, well to put it mildly, most men piss their pants when they shoot that thing." Elena laughed and smiled. "I'll make you a deal. If I can handle the recoil, I'll buy it. How's that?" He cocked an eyebrow and looked her up and down and shrugged his shoulders. "Okay, miss. I have an indoor range attached to the back of the building. Come around a

Joan 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 her 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 shrug of her shoulders, she turned away from him.

The only difference between the two is Promethians have nerve cords that stick out of the back of their heads going to their hips For his weapon, Clayton uses a modified Magnus 12-inch barrel – a Type 1 Gatling gun code-named as the “Trencher”. This firearm could fire over 2400 rounds per second and uses a 90mm Pandemonium-class caliber round – an impact-based high explosive round. This gun can create trenches on its own compared to all of its counterparts. This new type can destroy a bunker by firing just a quarter of its magazine in contrast to anti-air batteries used against tanks that look like a windup toy.

They glowed up the whole place and like a fool, I trusted them too like I did with the dragon flies. Nothing was ordinary or natural in my world. There was a tiny stream of water in that cave, in middle of good ground. It seemed to be flowing out to somewhere. But on the walls were weapons, an old looking shelf stacked with dusty-looking, brown books. There was a fragrance that just filled my nose randomly and I looked up. "It's good to see that you can at least trust flies instead of me." Jordan Reign said as he walked towards me, dragging a shiny spear in his hand.

Alan was curious as well as Elias wondering why Simon would go into a partnership agreement without the knowledge of the Alpha it sounds disrespectful. "Yes we're supposed to tell you about that after the dinner but I guess you're eager so I'll spell it out to you. Simon brought a suggestion after showing him my weapons at the office and this was my observation, he wants me to sell my guns with fake bullets but first there would be rules guiding the deal, first off we'll have a paper with the rules that state, no half payments and no refunds" Alpha Cedric knew that Alan would find it hard to understand the basis of the deal since he's not that smart to understand the deal.

He was good with computers, so he was assigned to hacking when they needed information. "Here, take this with you." JD handed her a gun. It was small enough to fit in the leg holster she was wearing. Gigi exhaled before accepting the gun. She checked if it was loaded. The gun was a 5-shot Smith and Wesson Ladysmith. Gigi placed it inside the holster strapped to her leg. Her legs were exposed as she inserted it. Tyron whistled when her legs were revealed to her teammates.