Modern Weapons Novels & Stories

The infiltrator said. "You must know that the people of Somia are gifted with iron and skilled in making weapons that are far more better than any other Kingdom s weapon. The weapon we newly created is known as the instant bomb. With that, they are ready to die in the middle of the fight but more than hundred people are likely to die with them no matter the distance." The man groaned in pain, he could feel his heart beat beating slower than it should be. The Death lord special pocket knife was known to have poison in them.

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.

Clif approached Zayden and whispered, "Sir, the weapons sent from the US headquarters have arrived." Zayden nodded in understanding and got up from his seat. Clif understood what Zayden meant, even though the man didn't say anything. Clif walked after Zayden from behind. They had waited patiently for the promised shipment of weapons from the AS' headquarters, and the time had come to pick them up. Zayden steadily made his way towards the warehouse housing the weapons. When Zayden arrived at the warehouse, he was astounded to see the mountains of promised weapons. A wide variety of the best weaponry for this war lay in front of him. The arsenal included not only rifles and pistols, but also s

A large piece of the ceiling shatters, falling in a twisted heap to the ground below. I don’t wait. The fight begins immediately. I draw my weapon and fire, the exotic energy bolt colliding with the air in a crackling explosion. The force of it hits a nearby steel girder, warping it, bending the structure like a knife through paper. Steel warps and buckles under the pressure. These weapons are beyond anything human-made. I can feel the weight of them, their power. These blasts are designed to vaporize matter itself. But Y and I both know that nothing is as simple as it seems.

These bullets couldn’t harm those zombies unless multiple shots were fired at their heads simultaneously and blew them up. The firearms in their possession were still of Aricia Era technology. Their power was far inferior to that of modern weaponry. Even though they fired a lot of shots at the zombies, none of them penetrated their bodies. Only the bullet head entered their flesh, but the shell case was stuck outside. Those shots’ power was about the same as tickling the zombies.

The crisp air brushed against our faces, filling our lungs with invigorating energy. In the distance, the echoes of gunfire and explosions reverberated across the valley, enveloping us in a tense but electrifying atmosphere. Xena gazed in amazement at rows of armored vehicles, their shining metal hulks glinting under the sun's light. The soldiers in full combat gear patrolled the entrance, their weapons loaded and ready to fire. I showed her the Launcher, the base's latest addition, stirred in its technological splendor. It stood tall and imposing, its sleek design making it look like something out of a science fiction movie.

Gunner. I could see dead bodies everywhere. The little white houses indicated that I was looking at the Crescent Wolf village. I've been there twice, I remember what it looked like. But how is this happening? The amount of blood all over the ground was daunting. There’s a pile of pups laid on top of each other, all dead. There are wolves and human pieces spread out across the open field. In a quick flash, I was now looking down at men and women dressed in black combat gear, carrying ArmaLite rifles, automatic shotguns, and high-powered crossbows. This is high-tech military equipment. These hunters are the real deal, not some rag-tag group of wannabees. I tried to count how many hunters I cou

Bosco sighed, "Speaking of militaries, the artillery these days are infinitely more advanced than the ones we saw in our old days. It was no problem for us to stop even grapeshots back in the air, but the new ones are really as strange as they were insidious. "I think they call it high-temperature armor-piercing shells? It's said to melt even steel, burning a hole in it regardless of material. We could have more hands and heads, but we'd still get hurt… If anything, I don't think even Lady Griffin can survive them."

They saw hacking devices, highly optimized rifles, pistols, combat armor, and many more goodies. “Oh my God man, I think this is heaven,” Kalen blurted out excitedly, as he bumped his dumbstruck friend on the head.

The presenter standing behind a podium in a corner of the stage switched on the projector and everyone in the hall could see ten cameras planted to point every single weapon in the glass counter display. Xavier clenched his jaw. He knew it. Izmir was not a small fish in a pond. He was planning to rule the ocean. They had automatic rifles. Hand grenades. Sophisticated revolvers. A huge range of K bars and some switchblades too, that were not for ordinary street junkies. Xavier felt his blood boiling with both anger and excitement to see the staff professionally showing off his very single item, explaining their functionality and range. He knew every bullet was different. While there were some