Modern Weapons Novels & Stories

They had just blocked the entrance, and Ray immediately pulled out a rocket launcher. Jon waved his hand dismissively and said in a low voice, "Don't get hung up on details. What matters is this—if Ray managed to get a rocket launcher, do you really think he didn't get other weapons too? In the military, they have handguns, rifles, even machine guns!" Every time he named another weapon, the group shuddered. "So what now?" someone asked. "Do we have to detour every time we see Ray from now on?" Ray had an entire villa—lights on, heating running, and the most beautiful woman in the whole residential complex at his side.

“You’re asking me to arm your pack?” “Temporarily,” I say. “We’ll return anything unused.” There’s a beat of silence before he huffs a laugh. It’s not unkind, but more the kind of sound that means we’ve made him uncomfortable. “What makes you think I have that kind of weaponry?” Callen leans forward, voice low. “We know you do. We’re not asking for your armoury. Just enough to defend ourselves and even the field. You’ve seen what those bastards carry, and they’re getting more creative. They’re not just coating their bullets in wolfsbane anymore. They’re using a poison that’s much faster-acting and lethal. If they’re still in our woods, they’ll pick us off before we make it to the gates, and

He was hoping to give her more time if after three weeks she didn't make any improvements. "I planned to go to war with the Shadow pack so that we can get the raw materials which we will use to make new weapons." Aaron stated. "Weapons? Why would werewolves need any weapon?" The oldest one asked. "That's what you think. What about weaker werewolves who cannot protect themselves or young werewolves who are yet to transform? And also, as I have seen and experienced, these weapons are far superior than us. It penetrates into our skin and causes a very deadly damage and we don't even have to be in close proximity." Aaron explained.

“Arms?” Trevor, my expert in detecting names, year and number of every living or archaic weapon came forward with his arms crossed. “ Boss, they are up to date with arms, from M16 to the big guns, 5 bazookas and a few missiles all in their underground basement. They are armed for war.” He reported. I nodded again and allowed it to sink in with the first information. “BBTraps?”

Ariana shrugged, leading me to the guns as she said, "Adrian had it set up a couple weeks ago. It’s safer than going to an outside range, since there are too many eyes out there." She picked up a sleek black pistol, then she turned to me and said, "Okay, crash course time. First of all, we've got your basics which include handguns like this Glock 19. They’re compact, reliable, and good for concealed carry. Then there’s rifles like the AR-15 which is meant for longer range. Shotguns are for close quarters, like this Remington 870.“ “I know,” I said, rolling my eyes. “I’ve played Call of Duty.”

Pistols were stacked and arranged up against the wall in one straight row and on the left were the bombs; gasoline bombs, blast bombs, booby traps, simple incendiaries, even time-delayed bombs. Firearms such as M4 carbine, machine guns, ak-47s and even grenade launcher. Mamamia! "Oh my gosh, look at these cute babies." I exclaim, running my fingers over them. "Can you please stop talking about assault rifles the same way you talk about your Cinderella shoes?" Someone says coming up behind me and I scoff. "How does it affect you and how's it your business?" I cross my arms over my chest and he rolls his eyes.

He collapsed without another sound. One of the soldiers stared at her. "Nicely done." She handed him the weapon. "Tie him up." Inside the warehouse, forklifts moved crates marked as construction materials. Marco quietly opened one. His face hardened. Assault rifles. Explosives. Military-grade ammunition. "This isn't for defense." He whispered into his radio. "They're preparing for a war." Mia's voice answered calmly. "Then let's make sure they're not." Outside, Luca crouched beside a row of fuel drums.

While Gavin took Machine Guns such as bren machine gun,hotchkiss machine gun and MG42 Mag machine gun. Just like Cardo also picked the outstanding Schwarzlose machine gun, an AK-47 and tanto point a dagger class. Kulas took the assault rifle, a 6-inch stainless steel blade Ontario MK-3 Navy Knife and ammunition. "Woahh khez babes you look beautiful and at the same time you're scary"He's laughing at me after he said it to me afterwards he place it carefully. "so I won't bother you anymore"he added and turn to our busy companion.

LILY’s POV “The greatest victory is that which requires no battle.” ― Sun Tzu, The Art of War The warehouse is dark as it is cold with only a few swinging overhead lamps to give light to the place. I stand next to Russo as one of our men yanks open one of the many wooden crates around to reveal stacked firearms and weaponry ranging from the lightweight Smith and Wesson, Colt M1911 and sawed-off shotguns to heavyweights like the military Browning automatic rifles.

Strange but she didn't feel suprise at all. "They have guns and more advance malee weapons, long range chemical industrial revolution and cannons but are more faster than a mere one. This however is a artillery battery, which consisted to humongous weight, this shots at least hundreds of bullets that can kill hundreds and more, I'm afraid this cannot be stop with the modern weaponry and the era of sword will be eradicated, " she was worried to reveal this to them but she didn't care, it was the only contribution she can have to help them, an advance warning about this dangerous weapon.