Modern Weapons の小説・ストーリー

‘Clever. I walked deeper into the city, awe threading through me despite the caution tightening my spine. Displays lined the streets—open-air markets housed within controlled environments, transparent barriers showcasing weapons in various stages of development. Firearms unlike any I’d seen before. Blades forged from composite metals that caught the light strangely. Energy cells, power cores, construction schematics scrolling in quiet loops. “This is where it all comes from,” I murmured. Kael followed my gaze, his expression shifting from amazement to something closer to understanding. “Weapons. Infrastructure. Tech.”

They leaned forward, almost imperceptibly. — “Catalogs that don’t carry the Delyon name.” I continued, my voice low enough to force them to pay attention. — “Swarm drone systems with AI for area suppression. Precision rifles with intelligent subsonic ammunition capable of changing trajectory. Cutting-edge active camouflage technology. Things that make this—” I pointed to the DSR-50 “—look like a medieval crossbow.” The man with the rings whistled softly. — “That sounds… Expensive.”

He noticed that she only had about three or four dresses and a few under garments. War had money. Years and years of doing 'jobs' and splitting it between Alpha Khan, the pack, and Trent had him wracking up money like it was a game. He didn't even have a bank account set up. All of his money was in a few suitcases in his closet. He would give Pomelia some and she could go get some new things...

I point grudgingly to the piles of paperwork. She smiles. "With all pleasure.” ⁠♡♡♡♡ Sienna is a wonderful tour guide. A highly descriptive wonderful tour guide. She updates me nonstop with the latest weapon information, taking her precious time in showing me the various weapons in the arsenal—different varieties of swords, rifles, pistol guns, battle axes, bomb explosives, spears, sharp, arrow pointed lances, spiked chained maces, arrows and bows, lethal silver whips with steel handles…

Alexander explained. "You guys are ridiculously disgusting. You have a great intellect but you guys invest them in the wrong ditch." I cringed and looked at the weapons. I heard them letting out long sighs. Mariano and Alex also met me with some of the world's highest-ranked dangerous guns and rifles like Glock-17, G-21, H&K P7, HK416, Uzi, Accuracy International AS50 Sniper Rifle, Thompson M1921, AR Magazine, Colt Python Revolver, world's smallest bullet 2mm Kolibri and so on that I couldn't digest.

"You have a keen eye, Mourya. You're right; these are not ordinary weapons." Mourya pressed on, his curiosity not yet satisfied. "What exactly are they, Rudra? How do they work?" Rudra looked around at the eager faces of his team. He knew they deserved some answers, but he also enjoyed the air of mystery. "These weapons are a blend of advanced technology and something more... unique. They're designed to enhance your natural abilities and to adapt to your needs in the moment. Think of them as an extension of your own strength and will."

He has upper hands and I am suspecting he always has the help of the humans. "The stary night pack, I heard, have a special type of weapon they get from the humans. The made a treaty with the humans and have since been getting those weapons. We should get to them before Theo does." another said. "These special weapons you talk of, what are they?" I asked curiously. "They called it, rifle. A long dangerous weapon, that can end the lives of the targeted person from a distance. It releases what they call the bullet and it kills immediately especially when targeted to the forehead. It is really dangerous." the third official replied.

The touch felt like both a blessing and a prayer. “Then if we realize you’re cornered, let us take over,” Zaire said. I nodded. “You can do it.” *** The next morning, the air was heavy with cold fog that enveloped the central palace. The main field was crowded with troops getting ready. Their armor glistened in the rising sunlight, while among the ranks were rows of long-range rifles that I had developed—long barrels, matte black, with runic engravings on the sides to stabilize the shot. Behind them, the cannon crews inspected the steel wheels and loaded projectiles coated in dense explosive material—weapons capable of producing deafening explosions and scorching heat waves that incinerated

Mayavi said. “Quietly return my sword to me and I promise the only thing you will not lose is your life,” I said. Mayavi snapped her fingers and stepped back as the vampires stepped forwards. But instead of swords, they had muskets in their hands. I read about them in the reports related to Hazel’s death. The new weapons that were being used in Phantoria. The weapons that were used to kill Hazel and her maids were called rifles that were an improved version of muskets.

And what is the coolest weapon? - Not cool, but icy, - Gray corrected me with a chuckle. - ShAK-12 (automatic assault complex - author's note), - Alyosha answered instead. - RSH-12 (large-caliber revolver - author's note) is still possible, - he added, shooting a glance at Marta, who was also admiring his knowledge of weapons, and also came out to meet us. - Don't... Bazooka! - Gray drawled dreamily, putting an unlit cigarette into his mouth.