Zero Point Gravity Gun Novels & Stories

They didn't carry the standard Council rifles: they carried heavy plasma cannons connected to large backpacks filled with a dark, bubbling purple liquid. The Nullifier serum, Killian hissed, his golden eyes narrowing to sharp slits as he looked at the backpacks. “They are using it to power their machines. They aren't just drilling for oil, Faith. They are pumping the poison directly into the continent's energy veins to neutralize the gravity field.” “If they neutralize the field, the island drops,” Nova explained, her voice tight with anger. “And they can just harvest the core crystals from the wreckage on the ocean floor below.”

He raised a pulse-rifle—a weapon that fires high-energy bursts of compressed air rather than bullets, designed for use in sensitive environments. "Scatter!" Elara commanded. She kicked off a nearby support pillar, using the conservation of momentum (the physical law that an object in motion stays in motion unless acted upon) to propel herself toward the ceiling. In the zero-G environment, she was back in her element. The guards were used to the weight of Earth; they were clumsy. But Elara, Kazimir, and Jun had spent months living in the void. Kazimir didn't run. He leaned into the drift, grabbed a heavy fire extinguisher from a wall rack, and used it as a cold-gas thruster (a simple propulsi

Then, the sky tore open. It wasn't a sonic boom. It was a sound like silk being ripped, a high-frequency shriek that vibrated in the marrow of Leo's bones. The black needle-ship, the same predator that had haunted the sub-station, descended through the grey mist. It didn't use thrusters; it moved on a cushion of distorted gravity, the air around its matte-black hull shimmering like a desert mirage. The Arrival of the Architect The ship hovered exactly forty feet above the black glass, positioned precisely between the Oasis army and the Gutter’s convoy. It was a masterpiece of "Zero-Point" engineering, smooth, seamless, and utterly devoid of the rivets and rust that defined the rest of the wo

"It’s not an infection, Alpha. It’s a vacuum! Something is muting the atmospheric frequency!" From the shadows of the upper balconies, a dozen figures in sleek, obsidian colored tactical gear descended on fast ropes. They didn't carry firearms; they carried a single, heavy device that hummed with a deep, discordant vibration. This was the Nullifier, a high-tech relic of the old corporate board designed to create a localized field of absolute silence, effectively muting the resonance and returning the world to its pre-shift state.

The video disappeared and next a picture of Ice's gun came out. "This is the Mossberg 930 Snow Goose shotgun. The techniques on how to use this gun are easy, but the skill you should always remember, the gun you hold has Three skills." Said the Admiral and took out a picture. "First, it's like you're only using a normal soldier's gun because it comes out with ordinary ammunition." Admiral said and took the gun from Ice and had what was done to be two a shotgun he was holding. "Second, you can make two of these guns and the bullet that comes out of it is mixed with poisonous poison." The admiral said and re -symbolized the gun and it became a big gun that looked like a war gun.

I abandon the stash collection of numerous zigzagged bladed twin daggers I was gawking at and begin heading towards her. Sometimes, I get too lost in my head whenever I am talking about weapons. When I reach her, she points at the array of a few oddly shaped, bogus fat guns before us that I have never seen before. They are just five. Their barrels have very transparent curved channels that look like empty see-through water pipes, transversing all way from the mouth of their barrels throughout the rest of their bodies. “What are these?” I ask, lifting my hands to touch them. “They do not have a name yet, but I love calling them the ‘Blitz’ because of the swift balls of molten silver they can

Gu Liang glanced upstairs, "Bought back last year for viewing, German Tekken 3-style 60mm bazooka, maximum effective range of 500 meters, equipped with optical sights, night-fighting infrared display." The words slightly paused, he looked at Murong Cheng with a smile on his face, "As far as I know, no one should be able to use this inside those people upstairs." "Big brother!" Not far away, Gu Yan ran out from the building, almost dancing on his hands and feet in excitement. "It's great that you're okay!" Gu Yan saw that Gu Liang was unharmed, and his emotions rose even higher, "Thanks to Ms. Mu just now! You didn't see the way she fired the cannon, it was simply handsome! Miss Mu saved me a

Zero suddenly declares before I know it,his gun is pointed at Tony's forehead. I turn my head towards him,shocked. " I don't know what's your plan but it's not gonna work. I don't care how many people you have killed or what kind of a criminal you are. This girl will not be hurt,no matter what." Zero warns Tony, his finger on the trigger. He turns around and fires a shot towards Chloe.He then jumps inside the tub and catches Chloe's falling body. " Now,do what you do best. Get that asshole." Zero turns to me and winks. He then jumps out of the tub and lays Chloe on the floor.

Zane stared up at Jeremy, who had his finger on the trigger, ready to end it all. Jeremy’s lips curled into a sadistic smile as he aimed the gun squarely at Zane’s forehead. Desperation and helplessness consumed Zane as he wondered if this was truly the end for him. He could feel the cold metal of the ground beneath his knees, the weight of the situation pressing on his shoulders. He had been in countless fights and faced death before, but never like this—never so defenseless.

He scrambled forward, passing Zephyr's turret, until he reached the harpoon gun mounted on the front of the tender car. It was a heavy, industrial weapon, designed to fire a massive steel spike trailing a highly conductive, braided titanium cable. The three Goliath walkers loomed ahead, growing larger by the second. Their twin-linked Aether-cannons began to glow with blinding green light, spooling up to fire. *« WARNING: MASSIVE THERMAL SPIKE AHEAD. BRACE FOR IMPACT. »* Helena’s voice shrieked over the external speakers. Tristan strapped himself into the gunner’s seat of the harpoon turret.