Meteorite Bullets 소설 & 이야기

I asked shyly "No." he answered "Our bullets are advanced technology made in our secret lab. They electrify the body when made in contact but those don't kill. There are ones made to paralyze and there are ones used in war to temporarily shut down the body and one that instantly erases memory. The mafias now are not into bloodshed but there are a few who do use real bullets." I was relieved that they weren't into bloodshed.

“Would you mind talking a little about the special weapons we have? My team has never even had the titanium bullets, so I am curious.” “Oh, yes.” Aaron smiled, thankful Lex had asked. He’d meant to mention some of the items they’d taken from Christian’s workshop. “Titanium is very dangerous. I know not all of you have used it before. As far as we know, the titanium bullets will allow anyone to kill anyone else, so the whole ‘Guardians can’t kill Hunters’ adage is wrong. You have to be careful where you’re aiming, especially considering we are basically positioned in a circle. We have recommended everyone bring a silver blade with them since sometimes that works better on the stronger Vampire

“We can’t, Eda. Izar and I could take them down, but they have illegal weapons. We don’t even know where they got them.” “What kind of weapons? Like nuclear stuff? Cannons?” I asked. They shook their heads. “Some of them have specialized guns that fire ice pykrete bullets. If we get hit, it could be fatal. They freeze instantly, and once embedded, all of our functions shut down,” Izar explained. “That’s why we can’t charge in recklessly. We need a solid plan.” “I don’t really know what pykrete bullets are, but they sound dangerous—for you. But I’m not like you—I’m human, with powers. I’ll lure them out, and then you guys finish them off.”

His eyes reddened even more. He suddenly raised his head, slammed the door, and shouted, "Why? We were husband and wife back then! It's been 10 years! We've been married for 10 years! We've supported each other through hell! Have you never loved me?" I raised my head and locked gazes with Thomas. There was no hate or longing in my eyes, only lucidness and weariness. "Of course, I love you. I always have. That's why I took the bullet that was aimed at your heart for you. Even when the doctor said that the bullet had damaged my womb and that I could never be a mother, I still didn't regret doing so."

Liam said as he walked over to the bed, his expression tense. “The bullet is not made of anything found in regular ammunition. It’s a compound infused with some kind of synthetic venom. That’s why it took so long to remove. The stuff was still working against your body even after the bullet was lodged.” I looked at Brandon and I could see his jaw tense. Liam continued. “From the components of the bullet, only one pack has ever crafted something like that. The Night Crawlers.” Brandon’s whole body stilled. His hand clenched lightly over the blanket. “Jeremy’s pack.”

"I want you and Lisa to each shoot a box of ammo. It probably wouldn't hurt for Master Scott to shoot a box either, depending on how long it's been since he shot last." In the car, she loaded the spare magazine with the new Hydra-Shok, then replaced the magazine in the gun, before popping out the bullets in it and putting new rounds in it. The gun didn't go without ammo for more than a second. Lucia showed me the two different bullets. The old stuff had a round nose; the new bullets had no nose at all. It had a mouth.

Charlotte Sanguinite POV: I’ve heard of silver bullets. They’re lethal to both vampires and shifters. The fact that Robert is giving me this gun and these bullets is a testament to how much he trusts me. However, there’s no happiness in my heart at the moment. These bullets are a means to kill, an act I despise, even though I know it’s a necessity.

About halfway down the southern line, Leo connects his mind to mine again. “Check this out.” I move toward him. At first, I don’t see it, then the metallic glint catches my eye. Lodged in the mud near the base of a tree is a small, flattened bullet, the edges scorched black. “Looks the same as the one Ryder sent back last night,” Leo says. I shift back to my human form and crouch, using a stick to move it. The metal is pitted and dull, but a faint shimmer of residue is stuck in one of the grooves. Even in the dim light, I can see the silvery sheen.

she asked, joining the women at a small, but beautifully polished breakfast table. Torrance frowned. “Are you planning on trying to off one of them? Because we’ll definitely take exception to that.” She shook her head, her fingers nervously twisting the stem of her glass as she said, “I just want to know what I’m dealing with. Do silver bullets work?” The recessed lighting in the high ceiling made Michaela’s dark hair look midnight-blue as she reached over and patted her hand. “This isn’t a movie, Tourmaline. Bullets can slow them down, no matter what they’re made from, but they don’t kill them.”

“Um… hang on.” “What is it?” “I’ve never seen this kind of ammunition before,” he replied. He grabbed some pliers from his stack of tools. With some effort, he managed to pry one of the bullets apart. A silver liquid spilled out onto the wooden table and every lycan in the room froze. Ned stepped in and touched the substance. “Is that…?” Ned nodded. “Mercury.”