Sonic Ships Novels & Stories

Sharon shouted. "I know but we need to move with the next plan, we need to save your sister." Mrs. Tom said. Sharon heaved and they took off. They stopped by the cliff and stared at the ocean. About twenty ships with cannon guns was sailing to the shore. And in the air was five fighter jets. "Shit! The Crazy 16 are here ." Sarah, Aiden, Andy, Ella and Maggie were swimming to the top of the sea when missiles from the sky began to rain into the ocean causing them to split.

Kian activated the first phase of the outer perimeter defense: the Acoustic Deterrent. Miles away, hidden below the tide line of the resort's private reef, specialized sub-surface devices deployed by Kian unleashed a powerful, targeted low-frequency sonic pulse. The burst, non-lethal to human tissue, was precisely calibrated to exploit the sensitive hydrophones and structural weaknesses in the MG's fast-attack craft.

And yet, the hot spring hotel's faction had once been massive: five captains, seven elite guards, numerous mid-tier subordinates, and scores of recruited ability-users—over a hundred in total. This colossal force had been wiped out in a single sweep by Ray. Of course, Mary seethed with hatred. Ray, meanwhile, was utterly indifferent. This time, he switched tactics and used sonic stones. The destructive power was terrifying. Each massive stone struck like a small bomb. Hundreds of stones rained down in an instant, leveling the entire hotel. Supersonic steel rods excel at precise strikes; sonic stones are perfect for breaking through defenses. After this wave, all life was equal under his assa

The Sovereign Fleet As the last piece of the code clicked into place the VALE_09 engine showed a detailed map on the library's screens. The North Atlantic area, which had been the focus of their fight for the three years, was completely dark.. The Pacific Rim was lit up with dozens of green nodes. Elena's eyes got wide as she sorted out the hidden assets into a list of what was most important: The Shadow Fleet: More than forty big cargo ships operating out of Singapore with no visible connection to the Vane company.

I forced my head up, my teeth grinding against the metallic taste of blood and sulfur that filled my mouth. Above the ruined apex of the Spire, through the jagged holes in the shattered dome, the three massive, wedge-shaped hulls of the charcoal titanium battleships weren't firing anymore. Their underside target-acquisition bays were sputtering wildly, the solid violet lenses flickering between a dangerous crimson and a dead, empty grey as the systemic hard-reboot I had forced into the baseline began to bleed into their navigation arrays. Without the High Council's central core to provide a unified targeting frequency, the ships were blind—three hundred thousand tons of military-grade hardwa

Tom sat at the table drumming his fingers. "Does anyone actually know how to work these computers other than Ellie?" The five people working the screen didn't look up. Jimmy crossed his arms over his chest. "Just give them time." "General, the ships are in place." "Good," Janice said, leaning over the tech's workstation. "Anyone have a status on the Alphas?" "They're closing in. The ships are taking them out now." "It looks like they are floating topside. Orders?"

"The sonar signature... it’s not looking for our hull. It’s looking for the Thorne-Vance biometrics. It’s looking for you, Sara." The sub groaned as the Auditor’s magnetic pull began to drag our entire formation toward its central maw. Around us, the ghost fleet—the brave trawlers and yachts of the dispossessed—began to flicker and die as a massive electromagnetic pulse (EMP) emanated from the behemoth. "Cassian, tell the fleet to scatter!" I shouted, grabbing the edge of the navigation table. "They can't fight this! It’s a literal god of the deep!"

"Boom" At this moment, the huge warship was already on the verge of collapse. It was obvious that Tu Qi's attack had severely injured it. Furthermore, the surrounding Golden Poisonous Bees were not to be trifled with. They had even targeted the weak point of the warship and were fiercely attacking it. Huge cracks began to appear. This warship was already on the verge of collapse. "Hahaha..." The Seven Killings of Blood burst into arrogant laughter. It was clear that even though they didn't obtain this warship, personally destroying it was still an extremely fast matter.

"Kaelor, look at the signatures of the ships above." "What am I looking at?" "They aren't Aethelgard ships. Those are Navia hulls. Steam-engines and salvaged iron." Aradaa’s heart sank. "It’s the humans. A 'New Republic.' They aren't trying to claim the ship... they’re trying to kill the 'Beast in the Deep.' They’re afraid of us." "Those are our people!" Kaelor shouted. "Why are they dropping fire on our heads?" A new signal pulsed on the sonar—a familiar, sharp encryption.

My prediction materialized a fraction of a second later. Deep in the mercenary backline, four heavily armored transport trucks roared to life. The heavy canvas tarps covering their beds were pulled back, revealing massive, dish-shaped acoustic cannons. They were not firing projectiles. They were powering up sonic disruptors. "Killian, fall back!" I screamed, broadcasting my voice through the bond. The acoustic cannons fired. It was not a sound the human ear could easily process. It was a concentrated, high-frequency shockwave designed to target the exact molecular structure of the quartz. The invisible blast hit the center of the Unbound vanguard.