Gunmen Anime Novels & Stories

“Sure. Just try to aim for their eyeballs cause they can regenerate limbs.” As soon as Yasuhiro gives him instructions, he lights up those cigarettes and crushes them in his hand. “Spiritual output 45%... Minigun…” and when he opens his hand, the cigarettes he crushes slowly transform into a minigun. “Alright kid. Buy me 20 seconds. That’s your first mission.” “Aye Aye captain!” says Akihiko ready to dive into battle. They get into position with Akihiko covering him. One of the Akaname comes jumping from one corner onto the ceiling and then to Yasuhiro. Akihiko, unwaveringly fends off the Akaname knocking it back to its corner.

Inside, he reaches for the gun he always keeps hidden under his jacket—a custom 9mm handgun. Knowing the car is no longer a safe haven, Abhimanyu unbuckles his seatbelt. He cracks the door open just a little, peering out. A rain of bullets immediately follows. There’s no time to hesitate. With swift movements, he kicks the door open fully, using it as a shield. His gun is drawn. The first two attackers who try to approach are met with precise shots from Abhimanyu. He squeezes the trigger twice, each shot hitting its mark. The gunmen fall, their bodies collapsing onto the street. But Abhimanyu isn’t out of danger yet.

Hugo said, tossing the brass. Dominic walked over, his eyes scanning the charred bodies of his men. "What do you see?" "Center mass, headshots. Clean," Hugo stood up, shoving the brass into his pocket. "Professional work. No hesitation. They didn't even give our boys a chance to scream." Dominic looked at the bullet holes in the wall, his jaw tight. "Tokyo standards," Dominic muttered, his voice dropping. "Yamaguchi-gumi," Hugo nodded. "Takahashi sent his top-tier hitters. He’s spitting right in your face, Dom."

He moves and effortlessly slices and dices people, daggers sticking out of bodies as he jumps around. Each new kill he calls out the number to me and I know I’m behind. I’m losing. I begin moving faster hearing everyone rushing in and guns going off. I work with Gunner and go through, taking down as many people without guns as possible. There are more people than we expected, I watch as a guy grabs a Shuriken that had missed him, he throws it and it hits Gunner. “You fucker!” He roars and leaps for him, standing I laugh as he swears, and screams about promising Emmi no fucker would get hurt. The poor guy has no chance of surviving.

"Minagoroshi ni suru! (Kill them all) In a fast and calculated move the big man beside Nakamura jumps at one of his men and took one gun. He stands up trying to get his own weapon but the woman was quick to stopped him. She is a skilled woman in martial arts. The big man shoot at his men inside the office. And Axel was slammed against the floor with the woman’s feet, she's incredibly fast.Axel landed face down on the floor.He groaned but kept still he covered his ears with both of his hands. Which made the Japanese woman grinned in triumph.

A shot rang out, echoing through the trees. In a blur, Axel leaped forward, throwing himself at the gunman, his jaws clamping down hard as he wrestled the gun from the man’s hands. The two of them rolled through the dirt, a savage fight for survival, but Axel had the upper hand. With a snarl, he knocked the gunman down, grabbing the weapon and, without hesitation, putting a bullet straight through his skull. The silence that followed was brief and eerie, shattered only by Aiden’s panicked voice. “Asher...Asher, look!”

Drex spat out in great annoyance. He wonders where and whose men are these? From the way they fought he could tell that they were mafia ninjas, foreign warriors maybe. He hoped they had not touched as much as a single strand of Ava's hair else... As he think about this, he raised his left leg and threw the gun under it with his right hand. He caught it with his left hand and fired five shots straight into the man's rib area. More men appeared this time in twos and threes, jumping effortlessly, flying over car roofs in a ninja-like manner.

" One of the gunmen advanced cautiously towards where the bed stood erect, with Abel and Jenny hiding behind it. He kept shooting as he walked towards them from the right side. Another gunman followed suit, advancing towards them from the left side, with him also shooting. Abel was at the right side, while Jenny at the left. "Two are advancing us. Here is our chance!" Abel said. The clip of the gun held by the gunman advancing towards Abel's side, became empty. He stopped quickly, ejecting the empty clip and slapping in a new one. He cocked the gun. He was already near where Abel hid. He turned sharply, pulling the trigger. Abel redirected the direction of the bullets, him grabbing the gunma

Hunter punched the guy who groaned in pain. Blood dripped from his lips as he wheezed. "We don't know anything. You can kill us. Beating us would get you nowhere," The bruised guy breathed. One of his eyes was fully swollen while the other was red with tears. There was no one in the slammers. Hunter had asked the guards on the watch to step outside and leave him alone with these f*ckers. Hunter has asked Rasmus to let him interrogate Alonso's men that he captured from the warehouse.

I didn’t know what was going on. “What are these?” “Pycrete bullets mixed with anthrax.” My heart stopped at the mention of anthrax, knowing how deadly it was. Were they planning to fire these? How in the world would they survive it? I looked down to see Felixe and Dan resting against the boulder for support. The harness dropped with the weapons, and they grabbed them. The guards started being hauled up and Derrick Staten helped me inside. “Stay here.” After he left, I looked out of the glass windows. With only Felixe and Dan left, I clutched at my heart with fear. This was suicide. I couldn’t see my mate risk his life to save me.