Railgun Ss Novels & Stories

In an instant everything breaks down, a rail gun cracks,as the distinct melody of gunfire echoes across the street. A plasma weapon discharges a full burst right on top of where Sol and Leyland were taking cover prompting Sol to hug the suitcase tightly. A dozen more Triads rush out, carrying a varied armament of rifles, shotguns and smg’s. The screams of bystanders could be heard as well as the low buzz of security drones.

I press on. “Imagine condensing millions of tiny silver particles into its fluid nature and delivering it straight to the enemy in full capacity, like shooting lethal liquid bullets off from a rifle. It will just hit past the skin and muscles, and diffuse directly into the bloodstream, spreading to the bones and tissues and causing instant paralysis and death in minutes. My projection idea was that the blasts of the raw silver would be shaped like thick, sticky round balls shooting off from the gun’s barrel.” “So generally, your idea is about creating plasma guns that operate with molten silver and can also retain the heat?”

"Route all remaining Zero-Point energy into the capacitors! Blind its eyes and buy us time to fall back!" "Commander, if we overcharge the main gun, the carrier's propulsion systems will temporarily stall!" Kenji yelled frantically. "Then use the emergency thrusters to push us back into the stratosphere!" Sebastian scooped Harper up into his arms, sprinting toward the carrier's internal blast shelter. "Fire!" [Wrath of the Gods] The heavy ventral armor of the Hyperion slowly slid open. A massive railgun, forged entirely from alien nanolaminate alloy, extended its barrel. Blinding cyan energy violently converged at the muzzle, compressing the surrounding air so intensely that the atmosphere v

Dellareyes and face the large window and lighted a cigarette. After a few minutes Mr. spoke again. Dellareyes and had it placed a silver briefcase on top of the table. "Mr. Rodrigze this is the DSR-Precision DSR 50 sniper rifle it was shipped a few weeks ago." Mr. Dellareyes said in a business-like voice. "How much?" Anastacius asked coldly after puffing his cigarette. "100 million." Aamon who was just on the sidelines and listening to them suddenly widened his eyes. Tangina!

"I can stand. I can kill." "Good." Jack pointed to the heavy assault cannon Marcus had carried out of the armory. It was a 'Hellfire' portable railgun, designed to take down tanks. "That thing still work?" "It has three shots left," Marcus checked the charge. "We only need one." Jack hit the button to lower the rear ramp. The wind roared into the cabin, a deafening gale that threatened to suck them all out. The ocean below was a churning cauldron of white foam.

​BOOM————! ​The dreadnought’s twin primary magnetic railguns discharged simultaneously with an apocalyptic, earth-shattering roar that completely shattered every viewport on the lower decks. The immense kinetic recoil slammed the three-hundred-meter hull backward, driving the rear gravity-induction tracks five feet deep into the frozen volcanic rock and snapping the secondary hydraulic dampeners like dry twigs. ​A massive, hyper-velocity tungsten slug enveloped in a blazing blue plasma sheath erupted from the barrels, tearing through the atmosphere at Mach 7. It sliced straight up the center of the descending white light, tracking the precise corruption vector Vivian had mapped through her w

said Hazel. Squad 105 have no words when realizing the hidden power of their weapons. “Unlike other weapon, GRD-class and GLT-class are the only weapon that can transform Plasma Blade and Rail Gun at once.” Said Stevan. “This bow was made from two Plasma Blade … is it called a bow?” said Dallas. “Off course a bow, you still shooting arrows from it. But if you add Rail Gun while releasing your Encoded Weapon, it will change to crossbow.” Said Lucas.

This was, without a doubt, a dream. Yet, the images burned into his retinas with an unnerving, hyper-realistic clarity. Here in Seoul, South Korea, heavy sheets of early March rain violently slapped against the bullpen ground. Between the two men standing there—having long abandoned any hope of using an umbrella—their breaths, thick and suffocating enough to sear the lungs, mingled intensely in the vibrating air.

The only difference between the two is Promethians have nerve cords that stick out of the back of their heads going to their hips For his weapon, Clayton uses a modified Magnus 12-inch barrel – a Type 1 Gatling gun code-named as the “Trencher”. This firearm could fire over 2400 rounds per second and uses a 90mm Pandemonium-class caliber round – an impact-based high explosive round. This gun can create trenches on its own compared to all of its counterparts. This new type can destroy a bunker by firing just a quarter of its magazine in contrast to anti-air batteries used against tanks that look like a windup toy.