Genya Shotgun Novels & Stories

Mark laughed, “you might be able to shoot one of us, but not all simultaneously.” "You willing to put your life on the line ?" Angela faintly smiled. She then turned the gun to the side, “in case you haven't noticed, this is semi-automatic. Now, did you see my brother, or are you bluffing?" "And why would I tell you." "This is why." Angela fired two shots into the bodyguard's shoulders, and the bullet exited from the back. It was less than three seconds, and both guys were on the ground screaming. “I never mentioned this is a Sig Sauer 9MM 124GR JHP V-with Elite Performance Ammunition 20RDS. It shoots out a Jacketed Hollow Point. How much more do gou want to piss me off, Mark? This next shot

The gun Leslie used had a silencer, rendering the shot noiseless, and the cabin was soundproof, keeping the chaos within its walls concealed from the outside world. Nobody knew that Yohan had been shot. "You think I will say this?" Leslie taunted as she stood up, her eyes filled with a mix of triumph and madness. Yohan gritted his teeth and strangled her in a desperate attempt to kill her. But before he could do anything, Leslie pressed the gun against his stomach and fired the rest of the bullets into his body.

On its shoulder was a C-ranked Ragnarok Armaments Antipersonnel Chaingun, which loaded directly from an ammunition pack on the mecha’s back. Xylo was in her own mecha, a B-ranked Terra Nach Mar “Phantom” Mechanized Infiltrator. Its paint scheme was dark blues on smoke grays, in a pattern meant for nighttime incursions. On its shoulder was an A-ranked Terra Nach Mar “Executor” Sniper Cannon. Each of them wielded a C-ranked Federal Shipyards Machine Pistol, which was paired with a B-ranked Federal Shipyards “Citadel” Tower Shield. “It almost feels like we’re bullying them,” said Freya.

“Thought it’d be fun to include her. Tingnan niyo naman, ang ingay ingay kasi. Pero the best ‘yan mag-shotgun! Talo pa ‘ko.” He pushed his hair back and couldn’t stop smiling when he watched Gen’s amazing movements. Kapag shotgun talaga ang usapan, para sa kaniya’y walang makakatalo kay Gen. “Manahimik ang patay na! 1v3 ako rito, hello?” Gen exclaimed, and he could tell she’s a bit nervous because her gyro’s already shaking.

Huang gave a weak smile. Su Yeon clung to Ming and went to the games section. One booth was capturing everyone’s attention, which was a shooting game. The unique part was it has a big rifle and a reward board. The target board has small squares of rewards surrounded by huge squares of punishments or penalties. Su Yeon took the chance but regretted the moment she lifted the rifle, which was heavy as hell. She remembered something, held the rifle, and targeted on the ‘Antique Piece of your choice’ card.

"What's going on?" Deathrow and Shorty looked at Diggy, waiting for an explanation. Diggy sat, staring at the screen. He clicked on the next picture, it was a picture of fragments of bullets covered with blood. "What do you see here, Shorty?" Shorty walked farther into the room, standing by the right hand side of Diggy, Deathrow by his left. He narrowed his eyes at the screen, observing the cartridge. "This could either be a 30-06 Match or a 30-338 cartridge. It's used by snipers. 93.40 or 50 millimeter in length. It can travel at one thousand meter per seconds. Even more . "

Shamira walked away. Shamira went and got into her armor, then picked up the rest of her gear. She had one whip wrapped around her waist as usual and the bullwhip hanging off the side. She had two shoulder holsters, each sporting a 9mm with silver hollow-points. A couple of knives in her boots and a double-barrel, silver buckshot shotgun slung over her back made her feel like picking a fight. Probably not the best thing for her current frame of mind, but Shane had been the one to demand it.

"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

And In cases like this-there's only two options. Suddenly, the predator shove its fingers into Mel's chest, she grunts with her eyes wide open. Mel spout blood from her mouth as It pulled out its bloodstained hand quickly to make another strike. I throw my rifle aside, and grab my shotgun, aiming at the predator's hand. It fingers splatters as I pulled the trigger. Without hesitating, I fired again, peeling off half of its cheeks. The shotgun seems to be more effective than my rifle's tiny bullets.

She had noticed some of them took more shots than others, and she couldn’t even begin to imagine what sort of experiments had been done on them because wolves did not normally act like this, look like this. "I'm out of ammo!" Colby yelled. Kenzie quickly took off her weaponry belt and slid it to her brother just as she spotted another one of those ugly motherfuckers running up the corridor. Firing she emptied her gun into it, but the damn thing kept coming. She quickly dropped the gun to the ground, retrieving her 25-inch Gerber Gator Machete that was hanging in the sheath on her back.