Not So Retired Any More XII
Arlen tapped the mic again to confirm, and re-shouldered the smg. a big paw went back to his bag, pulling out a pair of kevlar tactical gloves.
Distant Apprentice
An smg for short, good for short to mid range, fast firing, low recoil... perfect." "wrap it up, we've gotta move. put it on my account, and toss in that pistol over there."
Advent Provides (Ch 21)
I grabbed an smg and started looking for her again. i found her, and did the old melee smg strat, but she had a shotgun and killed me quickly. she sighed happily. "you see! you see! i killed you now."
On the Rim, Ch 2: Holifield "Grizz" Marsfab
Surprsingly, the feline's reactions were faster; she had her smg up and aimed while the dog was still training his rifle.
A Galaxy of Blood, Chapter 2 - Rust
His belt was absolutely lined with explosives, and he was examining an smg.
Freelancers, Chapter Two
Quentin ducked behind the crate on the far end, gripped his locust smg in both hands, and leaned out just far enough to take a quick look at the dozens of mechs marching toward them with plasma rifles ready to fire.
Hidden: Chapter 18
I saw a shotgun, a few smg's and the x-a301's they had. one had a bad cut across the right side of his face which forced him to keep that eye closed. it would need some medical attention soon. "damn he really is a german shepherd."
Zootopia PD: The Hairless Ape 3
Then nick saw against an adjacent crate the smg that he'd probably raised at the swat wolf. nick wanted severely to spit at the body but knew that wouldn't be good for crime scene. he walked over to the cage where he saw the door had been left unlocked.
The Raging Hounds: Geist
The zealot was silent for a moment, its head cocking to one side as it diagnosed its current status "biological components in need of sustenance, communications nonfunctional, weapons..." a compact, wrist-mounted smg attached to a mono-edged blade slid out
Love Me As Though There Were No Tomorrow (Chapter 7)
\>"this way" \>she reaches for her smg but you stop her. \>"no need for that, i've been busy here" \>she looks sheepish as she moves her paws from her gun to your arm.
Outcast Planet: The Road
The scrawny lupiad in the back seat yelled, stroking the barrel of his smg. “we'll show you what lupiad cock looks like." something heavy landed in my left palm.
The Oh-So-Eventful Life, and Greatly Exaggerated Death of James Trent
Her free hand darted down and tore loose her smg. the _grunt_ holding on to the plasma turret only had a second to realise what had jumped him before the _m7s_ coughed out a dozen rounds.