Jschlatt Guns Novels & Stories

“Before that, you’ve mentioned there being an automatic gun present at the office, do you have any idea what make it could have been? Such knowledge could greatly aid our speculation.” Gunner shook his head, didn’t care enough to know the model of the Glock. “I believe it was a G40 long slide, yes, I can name the exact model.” “Because of his obsession.” Gunner rolled his eyes as he rubbed the palms on Shadow’s desk absentmindedly. “Yeah. I couldn’t possibly mistake it for anything other than the G40 long slide, those babies are freaking awesome. The curve that it has…” Sean saw Shadow’s shade changed to a rather dark, almost like a king of jungle formulated the plan.

Bryan shot his pistol three times, then pressed the button on the wall which drew his human cardboard target closer to where he was. “Not bad.” Kimberly shouted in the midst of the gunshots from other shooters, who we’re practicing in the shooting range. His target had a hole on the side of its head, on a shoulder and in the middle of its torso. “My turn.” She said after replacing the bullet ridden target with a new one, and pressing the button on the wall, which pushed it away till it got to forty meters away from where she stood.

Excitement shone in Elvis’ eyes as he pulled out a silver briefcase. He unlocked the complex lock, revealing its contents. Ethan's expression hardened while Axel gasped. “This gun is a new development from our headquarters. It’s half bullets and half tranquilizer. If she’s in danger, she can shoot to the left and make the guy sleep for three days straight or shoot to the right and make him sleep forever. This lighter is a mini grenade, easy to carry, and can blow up a building or flatten a floor. And this!” Elvis continued excitedly, “Does our sister like jewelry? I had a ring specially made for her. What do you guys think?”

I know he would never send his men to come search my warehouse, but these fuckers will do anything to appear worthy in the eyes of their bosses for some stupid promotion. "I will!" Jaxon said, and I nodded, walking out of the room. I made my way into the warehouse, surveying as they carefully packaged the goods that would be leaving and unpacking the crates that had just arrived. "Did they whip up Mauser M98 in.30-06?" "Yes, Boss!" Jaxon said. I nodded, my gaze sweeping across the shelves, absorbing the new weaponry on display. I stared back at Jaxon, tapping him lightly on his shoulder

Yet only a handful got to use them. My guns were even more special as the guns themselves were made from a special silver alloy, the same as the sword blade in fact. That wasn’t the case for any other invocate. It was mostly just symbolic, but it also had a practical effect. Shifters and wolves would burn if they touched the guns directly. If they touched it with some layer of clothing it would still affect them, but the effects would be a lot slower.

i ask her when we arrive inside the yatch there were some expensive Riffle display like it's an important thing on this yatch,. "Ah yes of course I love guns so much" Shun said then set on her expensive couch. "well I was just like it and use it if it's gonna be a disaster and it's ready to battle yatch what do you expect right?" Shun ask her she nodded and continue inspecting the guns and katana's on the yatch walls, Brittany was fascinated with the guns she was a fan of guns ever sense, she loves guns that she have so much collection herself on her condo unit and her bestfriend find it creepy.

He always brings the right things for me; he never disappoints. I pull the gun out of its crate, and he continues his description behind me. “Il s'agit de la mitrailleuse solaire Thompson. Elle se compose de 45 emplacements par MAG. Elle est capable d'effectuer un tir rapide et soutenu sans se coincer ni recharger.” He speaks his French smoothly, his lips curved in a smile. “This is the Thompson submachine gun. It consists of 45 slots per MAG, and it is capable of sustained rapid fire without jamming during reloading.” Elena continues to interpret for him.

I said in a low tone. Peter and Justine both glanced to where I talked about. Peter put his palm on his forehead as he brought the weapons, he got from that old, abandoned junkyard. He was bringing with him a Kriss Vector Assault Rifle, a Windham Weaponry's new RMCS-3 AR-15 - Silenced, Scoped, a Kel-Tec KSG-25 Shotgun, a grain sickle, and an axe. I smirked when he brought good and best weapons to use. “Here, hold this for me for a meanwhile,” Peter gave me his axe and grain sickle.

At that very moment, Javier, Herschel, and Lloyd snatched the guns from Thorin’s three subordinates. They were rather domineering when they snatched them since they had forcefully broken their fingers on the triggers. After another three thuds, Thorin’s subordinates were rendered unconscious as they lay on the table lifelessly. Javier opened up the gun’s chamber and took a look. ‘It’s a Type 64 handgun with bullets that don’t even match the gun…The person who made this has done a really bad job of it!’ Javier hurled the gun on the table and looked at Thorin with a smile. “Now then, allow me to interview you…Do you still think you’re the boss?”

Jax led the pack, his massive custom chopper drifting in a tight, screaming arc across the polished dance floor, his heavy leather duster snapping like a flag in a storm as his shotgun cleared a path through the mercenaries. "Elena, the central feed!" Julian roared, his shotgun raised to his shoulder as he fired a concussive blast into a Vanguard sniper who had painted a red laser dot on her shoulder. The blast threw the sniper backward through a towering display of champagne flutes, a cascade of crystal and gold liquid showering the marble.