I'll Catch A Grenade For You Novels & Stories

She slipped down the fire escape like smoke, landing silently behind Lucien and two enforcers already assembling explosives at the back gate. Lucien grinned at her. “Hope you brought your rage.” “I brought something better,” Sera said, revealing the compact pulse grenade Calder had handed her that morning. “This fries communications and CCTV. Gives us five minutes of ghost time.” Lucien gave a low whistle. “You’re scary when you’re efficient.” She pressed the trigger. The grenade hissed, pulsed, then exploded with a soft thump. All the lights in the estate flickered. Then—darkness.

He tried to come up with a plan to break through the encirclement, but it was pointless. He couldn’t possibly fight fifteen enemies who all had automatic guns. Just then, a brilliant idea came to him. He grabbed a mossy rock and flung it onto the bridge. Upon seeing an object that resembled a grenade, the Piletan soldiers ran for their lives. Takao hurried out of the room with the frag grenade in his left hand, the smoke grenade in his right hand, and the pistol, which only had bullets left, in his pocket.

A mere 1.5 seconds was probably too short of a time for an ordinary human to react, but it was more than enough for Alexander. "A high-explosive grenade? Very well." Alexander mused coolly as he watched the lethal weapon fly toward him. Alexander calmly grabbed the grenade from the air. With a fluid movement, he appeared in front of the Mad Servant and casually stuffed the grenade into his mouth. This was immediately followed by another flying kick, sending the panicked man flying into the air.

Okay, one time but she has experience. “Those are M84 stun grenades,” Sofia says. “They won’t spread shrapnel, but we can’t be near if anyone sets one of these babies off. There’s only a one- to two-second delay, so pull this pin,” she shows us the ring, “throw the grenade as far away as possible, and cover your ears. It packs a punch.” I look at her in awe. She shrugs. “Dax is prepping me for anything. He likes the idea of me knowing my weapons.”

At myself mostly. I focused on driving and braced myself up for whatever was to come. "There's a grenade in the back, Felix," "What are we using a grenade for and how the fuck did you get it?" "We're going to fight back," I replied. "And don't ask me how I got it. That's not what is important right now," "For someone who didn't take caution, I am really surprised that you know what isn't important but you don't know which is important,"

Jo hoped they’d be able to push their way through without having to use any weapons, but after throwing their shoulders into it a few times and kicking at the lock, it became clear they’d need to try something else. “Grenade?” Zane asked. “Damn. I wish Cassidy was here so she could just blow it down,” Jo muttered. “Or Brandon’s bazooka.” Cass opening the door would be quieter, whereas the bazooka would potentially hit anyone that might be waiting for them. A grenade would just be loud and messy. Seeing no other option, Jo pulled a regular grenade from her belt, not a silver one, and the two of them backed up to a distance that should’ve shielded them from any shrapnel before Jo tossed the su

“I don’t like this.” Firing again, I just couldn’t shake the feeling we were missing something. “They don’t want us showing up tomorrow.” I growled as I fired again. We were holding our own with Brett and I as backups. “LUNA!” One guy came running back. “50ish rogues approaching from behind us!” “FUCK!” Cade screamed, and I could hear the engine roar. “We have a grenade launcher?” He said, looking unsure. “Where? Go get it.” I demanded. He took off in a sprint.

He pulls his hand out. He isn't holding a gun. He is holding a grenade. A fragmentation grenade. He pulls the pin. Ting. The spoon flies off. "If I can't have the kingdom," Kyros says, his eyes wide and mad, "then nobody gets it." He looks at the Reapers. He looks at us. "We all die together!" Kyros screams. He drops the grenade at his feet. "Run!" Drakon yells. He doesn't run away. He presses the button on the detonator.

He pulled the pin on the grenade and threw it. "Bryan, no! It's me!" I screamed. But the wind was too loud. The grenade landed right at my feet.

Zion said with a shake of his head, but we both saw his lips twitching. Beauty just giggled before telling Zion to cast us into the backyard. I would pop the pin and throw it through the window. Then he would cast us to another roof so that we could look to see if we could get a lock on Calvin’s people. Best case scenario, we would catch them and bring them back with us so that we could interrogate them. We ended up on another roof with plenty of visual opportunity directly after throwing the grenade through the window. The explosion was really fucking impressive too. I needed to always have a grenade handy it would seem. Luckily, there were no close neighbors.