Sheyan’s gun skills were pretty low, making him rarely engaged in a firefight with others. However, under these circumstances, that shotgun was no doubt a terrifyingly strong weapon from this range. The black barrel of the gun stuck onto the nearest FBI agent’s body, as the deadly gunfire burst forth. Thousand of the metallic balls sprayed out and directly penetrated against the person’s body. Breaking through his outer coat with ease, although his internal bullet proof vest provided some sort of protection, the distance was too close to prevent most of the damage coming through and causing a great deal of internal injuries.
Sci-fi · Rolling Up Soils
Sheyan immediately chose no. It was obvious this equipment only had one repairing chance, wasting it would mean losing it. Even if he was a fool, he wouldn’t bet on the impossible odds of 0.03%.
Sci-fi · Rolling Up Soils
"BAM!" The off-road vehicle jolted forward on the ruins , as the front bumper collided straight into the upper body of the T-750 Terminator. This alien machine assassin could not resist such great collision force, as it flew upon impact along with the surrounding debris and dirt. It flew a great 20 plus metres before landing on the ground and slid against the road.
Sci-fi · Rolling Up Soils
"BOOM!" the smoking fumes arose. The plastic projectile from the bullet shot out from the shotgun’s barrel. The plastic projectile shattered releasing hundreds of minute steel balls, forming into a rain of steel balls. Even the air felt like it ripped apart releasing a penetrating whistling sound. The incoming Terminator stumbled a moment, as if an invisible hand was keeping him in place, as it ripped open it’s exterior flesh exposing a shiny white metallic bone inside.
Sci-fi · Rolling Up Soils
'They cheat, I cheat. Let's play this fair and square.' He thought.
Fantasy · Legion20
The Trawn woods resounded with screams for hours before death could come to claim her prize.
Fantasy · Legion20
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Fantasy · Legion20
"God's blood…" As the sound of its voice faded, the long spear shattered and the golden-winged roc vanished into the void, disappearing completely from sight!
Eastern · Jing Wu Hen
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Sheyan immediately chose no. It was obvious this equipment only had one repairing chance, wasting it would mean losing it. Even if he was a fool, he wouldn’t bet on the impossible odds of 0.03%.
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Sci-fi · Rolling Up Soils