The Infidel
So, when their scuffle tipped over and they hit the deck, todd ended up on the bottom with the top edge of the kalashnikov pressing his windpipe shut.
Chapter 1
Most of the researchers involved referred to it as 'the kalashnikov project'." "kalashnikov, like... the russian assault rifle?" suddenly i didn't feel quite so safe sitting next to him. "correct.
A New Light -- Chapter 6: Brazen
Danny and mario had kevlar vests and kalashnikovs just like the two who'd accompanied him, and they'd been hired by the family years ago.
Two Worlds Collide - Chapter 4 - Cordite and Copper
They were all wearing woodland bdus and carrying kalashnikov rifles slung across their backs. what really struck me were the silver pistols hanging on their hips. these were the bandits that made up 'the squad.'
Born Bad - Part 7
"you do a good job, and i'll get you a kalashnikov rifle, alright then we call you machinegun marv mortenson. you like the sound of that?" oh, he did indeed.
Let's Get Lucky
I nodded and watched him walk away, his beat-up kalashnikov slung over his shoulder. i waited, watching the dance progress into something more fast-paced, keeping my ears low so i won't get seen.
Zero Point: Chapter 17- Engagement
The snapping, popping sound of rifle rounds sailing overhead reached brian's trained ears, along with the unmistakable report of a kalashnikov. "the snowhorns were wrong! it's the fucking insurgents!"
A New Light -- Chapter 7: Standoff
Charles could almost visualize the asshole bringing a rusty kalashnikov to bear. suddenly the pot was uncovered. three rounds popped out of the weapon.
Jayden, Chapter 14
Looking at craddok, an evil smile on his face, hobbs shouldered his kalashnikov. "so, when do we get to start the shooting?" craddok looked around again, finger twitching slightly.
Wastelands-Zack
Andrew's kalashnikov clicked empty, the bolt catching on the magazine and locking back.
Return to Vassalized Earth: Contact
A group of three men were standing there, all dressed in old military gear from before the invasion, kalashnikovs slung across their shoulders. their leader had a smile on his face, a disconcertingly friendly one.
The Pony in my Pocket
I saw a line of hajjis firing from the hilltops, some with rpgs, some with kalashnikovs, and some that looked like they had no weapons at all, but were attacking nonetheless.