How To Use Scholars Armament Novels & Stories

"Here's my plan. First, we will knock them out and take their guns and ammo. After that, we can't fight the others without pointing a gun." Chris takes a peak as well, "Do you guys know how to use it?" "I don't have experience, but I will surely shoot them," Arthur replies to us as he sits on the chair. "I don't know how to use it, as well," I reply to Chris, and he understands. "Ok, let me take care of the shooting. I have experience holding a gun." Chris turns his back and moves to his seat. "How?"

Iris said, and Roger nodded. “Now, Arman, Dominic, Stavros… I need to have a balance of all the armed forces available… We need to know the headcount and level of training. Teams and designated commanders for each group,” I said, and they nodded. “Just so you know, in my realm we have worked on a special armour…” Dominic surprised me, “It is light and quite effective, but it is bulletproof, leaving very few vulnerable spots for our guys to get hit with a bullet… in this case, the serum,” he informed me, and I smirked.

“They use predictive Mathematics. Their Envoys calculate the trajectory of your blade, the acceleration of your heartbeat, and the shift in your center of gravity before you even think about swinging. These scramblers are the 'Chaos Variable.' They use the twins’ erratic, non-linear gold pulses to inject noise into the Architects’ sensors. To the machine-mind, our army won't look like a line of soldiers; we’ll look like a flickering, unpredictable glitch in the planetary Matrix.” ​As the first units of armor were distributed to the Tundra-Wolves, the atmosphere on the island underwent a profound psychological shift. We were no longer a disorganized group of scared, flickering survivors hidin

] [ CONTAINMENT PROTOCOL INITIATED. The machine raised a bladed arm that hummed with plasma. "So much for a peaceful history lesson," Sebastian raised his rifle, stepping protectively in front of Harper. "Put your helmet back on. We're fighting our way out."

At dawn, we were already in the SUV heading for the warehouse on the west side of the city. Two guns lay on the seat between us. Marcus picked one up and handed it to me. “Know how to use it? Just in case.” The cold metal made my fingers tremble, memories of the gunshot from my previous life flashing through me. I shook my head. “No.” “It’s easy.” He wrapped his hand around mine, adjusting my grip on the trigger. “If someone rushes you, aim for the chest. Pull here.”

said Eli apologetically. "Even after you get used to your arm, do you think there will be a difference from how you are now?" Sean teased her brusquely. Eli pulled away from him and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't forget, I have a robotic arm. Do you think that you could beat me if you can install a chip with a combat program inside my arm in the future?" "Eli." Sean's expression became serious as he said, "My scientific research team is indeed researching the possibility of installing a program inside your arm. For example, when you are in danger, it will activate a shield to protect you, or it could become a weapon and so forth."

Then, I get an idea. "You're right," I say. "If we can't have those weapons, then they shouldn't either. They're practically lost, right?" Golen looks my way. "What do you mean? What do you have in mind?" Two hours later, I'm standing right by the wall of the academy. There's no going through the entrance for me, so I jump over like we did back in the day when we wanted to sneak out, holding onto the vines with all my might and hoping they won't snap, then I carefully make my way to the armory without being seen.

~ CASPIAN ~ By afternoon, every living soul in my pack is getting ready for war. I'm in the armory, helping Callan ensure the weapons are properly distributed and arranged in order. Bombs. Grenades. Cannons. Wolfsbane gunpowder. Missile systems. Anything that can help defeat the enemy. The warriors around us are gearing up already, some loading more guns and explosives into different giant boxes.

I turned back and winked at Faceless when I got to the door but he just gave me a straight face. … I was taken to their arsenal and I was marveled. There were different types of weapons arranged neatly on the shelves and some were hung on the walls. There are different roles, with each role having the same type of weapon. I whistled loudly when I spot the TAC-II 338 sniper rifle, just the perfect weapon I need. I wanted to touch it, but the guards told me I should go change my clothes first. They gave me the armoured SWAT like uniform they have on, mine has an holster attached directly to the back and it’s long enough to hold a shotgun. Another holster was attached to the chest for a pistol.

SKYLAR DUVAL “We're going with the basic move first,” I watched, arms crossed as Savio positioned his stance on the rug, spreading his legs a few inches apart. He brushed his hands together, his biceps flexing under his T-shirt. “If someone is coming at you. Aim for the groin if you can. That tends to drop a guy like a sack of shit. But if you can't, you can try a hammer punch,” He clenched his fist and made a predictable hammer movement. “Or you can make use of your elbows. Or the heel of your palm,”