His brother's rifle
Picking his rifle up from the rack jebb made to put it in the rifle holster attached to the saddle, he paused and turned to his brother with a grin. "you could practice your aim for a bit if you want?"
Aftermath - Intermission
I had a few handguns and shotguns, but it mostly contained rifles of every shape and size. in the center rack sat the most valuable of these, and my personal favorite, a working deterrent sniper rifle.
Chapter 1
However, the extra tolerance allowed the weapon to continue to function under conditions that would have disabled or outright destroyed any other rifle.
After the World Ended
"plus the one in my rifle. that's twenty-five. i shouldn't have to use more then ten if i'm lucky." akinyi's small fire flickered against the wall as she placed her bullets safely back on her belt and her rifle on the side against the wall.
Small Reply (Otherwise Untitled)
~ "no, i don't believe i will do doing that.", dropping to one knee as they raised the muzzle of their rifle to bear on matters at hand.
Old Friends
My trained eyes immediately recognized the asmr variant rifles they carried in a variety of configurations. obviously the company had begun mass producing task force tech.
Sylvi and the Rifle (Unfinished/Working Title)
The guard crumple to the ground instantly as the bullet from the rifle, which had been chambered thousands of years ago, finally shot from the rifle and did its job.
The Cleansing
He then turned his rifle suddenly towards horace. tessie's ears perked at the sound of a rifle shot nearby. she didn't even wait to see if another shot would be fired.
Task Force - Improvements
He continued to talk about the design process as i reconstructed the required elements of my rifle.
Rayguns & Rifles - Bounty Hunter
Rayguns & rifles - bounty hunter the dry dust swirls & hits his face, red, as if the earth had rent open & weeped blood into the sandstorm. it rasps & the lone rider ducks his head against it.
Halo: FUBAR Chapter 03 - Sniper Fi
He dropped his rifle, pulled out his pistol and continued firing. "mag change!" another marine yelled changing pistol magazines. "here!" a marine yelled as i emptied my rifle into the jackal with the pulse rifle who'd fired at me.
A Long Journey Home, The northward road
Standing up from his crouch, he retied the oilcloth across his rifle's stock. slinging his rifle upon his shoulder once more, he climbed out of the ditch and onto the road, walking onward.