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Kel-Tec Firearms and Accessories – Top Rated Weapons

Kel-Tec Firearms

Check out our guide to one of the leading manufacturers for firearms of all types. Kel-Tec is a company that surpasses expectations time and time again. Read some of our reviews for more information, or browse our inventory now.

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An Introduction To Kel-Tec Firearms

Kel-Tec is an established and highly popular American brand of firearms. Founded in 1991, Kel-Tec CNC Industries Inc. (the manufacturer of Kel-Tec products) has been developing a wide range of high-performance firearms from pistols to semi-automatic rifles and shotguns. The company brings together a dedicated force of talented engineers and military veterans to expertly craft unique firearms, parts, and accessories for commercial, military, and law enforcement use that are both innovative and exciting to use.

Weapons manufactured by Kel-Tec include the P-11 pistol, P-32 pistol, the P-3AT pistol, the discontinued P-40, the semi-automatic SUB-9 and SUB2000 pistol-caliber foldable carbines, as well as a family of 5.56x45mm rifles.

Kel-Tec released a long-range pistol called the PLR-16 in 2005. In 2006, a pistol called the PF-9 was marketed as the lightest and thinnest 9mm ever produced. A .22 Magnum 30 shot semi-automatic lightweight pistol called the PMR30 was released in 2010.

Alongside innovative semi-automatic handguns, Kel-Tec manufactures high efficiency rifles and carbines like the CMR-30 model. Starting in 2007, Kel-Tec’s high efficiency gas-operated semi-automatic rifles were showcased in a series called the RFB (“Rifle, Forward-ejection, Bullpup”) reflecting an advanced technology that the company designs and perfects into many of its current models. Late 2015 saw the official distribution of the RDB (“Rifle, Downward-ejection, Bullpup”) class of rifles.

Today, Kel-Tec firearms are some of the most sophisticated and sought after weapons on the market for hunters, shooters, law enforcement, and military personnel. Kel-Tec reinvented the concealed carry market with the P11 handgun and designs pistols with purpose to maintain that legacy. Kel-Tec also continues to develop innovative rifle designs, implementing its RFB/RDB technology into models for sportsmen, hunters, and tactical shooters. Aside from semi-automatic handguns and rifles, Kel-Tec manufactures cutting-edge tactical, pump-action shotguns that are downward-ejecting, ambidextrous, and fire a wide variety of projectiles. Finally, Kel-Tec provides expertly crafted parts and accessories for all of its weapon types.

Kel-Tec Rifles and Carbine Reviews

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Kel-Tec CMR30 .22 Magnum Semi-Automatic Carbine (Black Finish)

This lightweight Kel-Tec carbine staple is a 3.8lb semi-automatic, collapsible truck gun that is ambidextrous and portable. It dispenses 30 rounds of .22 Magnum, from two magazines each, through a 16” barrel (overall length of 29.9”).

That’s a lot of quick and accurate firepower for such a compact and versatile gun. The single-action trigger has a 5lb break. A straight blow-back operation with low recoil creates great suppression and accuracy when firing. Versatile, compact, and powerful describes this fantastic carbine.

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Kel-Tec RFB Hunter Semi-Automatic Bullpup Rifle .308 Winchester

This RFB 7.62 NATO bullpup rifle (.308 Winchester standard equivalent caliber) is the pinnacle of advanced Kel-Tec technology and power.

Featuring proprietary forward-ejection technology that Kel-Tec expertly incorporates into most of its semi-automatic rifles, the RFB Hunter .308 is a truly innovative, dual bolt release multi-purpose rifle of the highest design quality.

The rugged and supremely versatile Hunter is ideal for hunting, recreation, competition shooting, or backcountry protection. It weighs 9.1lbs yet feels well-balanced and heavy duty. It features an adjustable gas system for easy curb recoil without compromising reliability. The Kel-Tec RFB Hunter has an imposing 24” barrel for superior ballistics while the rifle’s overall length is just 32.5”. Standard caliber is the .308Win with a magazine capacity of 20 or more rounds.

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Kel-Tec RDB-Survival Semi-Automatic .223Rem Bullpup Rifle (Green Finish)

This unique bullpup rifle, featuring Kel-Tec’s proprietary downward-ejection system, redefined the bullpup class of rifles and will provide the user with the most balanced and smooth experience of any similar weapon.

The Kel-Tec RDB-S has an unparalleled trigger system that is superior to any other bullpup rifle in terms of accuracy by providing an excellent take-up and clean break. The downward-ejection system sends spent rounds down through the stock and behind the magazine well allowing for truly ambidextrous use.

You will never feel hot brass striking your body ever again. The RDB-S provides excellent center rifle power, and eliminates excessive recoil while ensuring reliability for various load amounts. It is the smallest and lightest rifle in the Kel-Tec RDB family and is perfect for hunting or personal protection.

This beauty accepts .223Rem caliber (5.56x45mm NATO), with a weight of nearly 6lbs, an overall length of 26.1”, and a magazine capacity of 20 rounds (or any AR15 mag).

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Kel-Tec SU16B Lightweight Bravo .223Rem Sport Utility Rifle

Kel-Tec designed its gas piston operated, semi-automatic SU16 series to showcase the perfect everyday sport rifle. It is one of the most adaptable and durable rifles you will find, allowing easy configurability through its modular design to suit the user’s specific needs.

There are a few reasons why this weapon is called a “sport utility rifle”: it is light, simple, versatile, and rugged. This SU16B features an adjustable iron sight, integrated bipod forend, built-in magazine carriers, and a Picatinny-style rail to mount your optical device. The rifle is foldable for easy storage.

It shoots with a smooth reliability that is characteristic of expertly crafted Kel-Tec rifles. This Bravo sport utility rifle is small and light with a low profile 16” barrel that accepts .223Rem caliber (5.56x45mm NATO). It has a 6lb trigger pull and a 10+ round magazine capacity (AR-15 compatible).

Kel-Tec Pistols, Revolvers, and Handgun Reviews

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Kel-Tec PF9 9mm Luger

The PF9 is part of a legacy of innovative pistols that revolutionized the concealed carry market. This 9mm handgun is the epitome of a lightweight, compact, and reliable pistol.

The PF9 was released in 2006 and has served as a basis for successive handguns ever since. It is one of the smallest and lightest 9mm pistols you will ever carry. It is machine built from a single block of ultra high-quality steel and comes in different coating options to resist wear and tear.

This pistol is engineered to last due its simple, reliable, and robust design. It holds 7-9 rounds of 9x19mm Luger caliber and weighs a mere 12.6oz.

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Kel-Tec PMR30 .22WMR Magnum Semi-Automatic

This could be one of the most fun and powerful handguns you will ever operate. The Kel-Tec PMR30 was the vision of a forward-thinking engineer who wanted to design one of the most innovative semi-auto pistols ever created.

This .22WMR caliber handgun comes with 30 rounds of firepower in a flush-fit magazine. It feels heavy and durable, with a trigger pull of 5lbs, but only weighs 14oz. The PMR30 has a sleek and sophisticated design that fires .22 Magnum rounds that redefine the meaning of compact power.

You can use this handgun for a variety of activities from range plinking to camping and self-defense. It is also a highly accurate weapon with out-of-the-box fiber optic front/rear sights and weapon light accessory mount for dark environments. The Kel-Tec PMR30 .22WMR is an incredible piece of technology in the palm of your hand.

Kel-Tec Accessories Reviews

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Kel-Tec SUB2000 Gen2 9mm Beretta 92/96 Magazine Catch Kit (Black)

Kel-Tec’s superior design, engineering, and craftsmanship are not just exclusive to weapon systems. They are also expertly showcased in the parts and accessories that enhance these amazing guns.

Designed specifically for the multi-mag Kel-Tec SUB2000 carbine, this 9mm mag catch is expertly crafted to add versatility to your SUB2000 semi-automatic folding carbine. The Beretta 9mm is one of the most popular handgun magazines to attach to the SUB2000 and this mag catch kit is an essential and affordable part to compliment that modification.

Note: this catch kit will not fit on the Glock SUB2000.

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Kel-Tec PF9 OWB Cloak Belt Holster (Black)

Kel-Tec’s superior design, engineering, and craftsmanship are not just exclusive to weapon systems. They are also expertly showcased in the parts and accessories that enhance these amazing guns. Kel-Tec redefined the concealed carry market with the release of the P11 in 1995 and has been engineering pistols to carry that legacy ever since.

This Kel-Tec PF9 holster is an OWB (outside the waistband) holster designed specifically for the concealed carry market to hide the small and light PF9 pistol. It is comfortable and easy to fit due to a custom molded retention shell and has an aggressive look.

The holster base is reinforced with layers of ballistic nylon and spring steel. These materials allow the holster to flex if necessary. Special breathable fabric padding allows the skin to breathe. Most importantly, the holster is high-riding and easily concealable so it will never be conspicuous in public.

Some Final Words

Kel-Tec has been producing cutting-edge pistols, rifles, shotguns, and accessories for over 25 years and its highly respected brand is synonymous with excellence, innovation, and quality. Kel-Tec professionals exhibit talent and forward-thinking ideas unmatched by other manufacturers.

They believe in respect, family, the right to bear arms, and possess a profound sense of commitment towards developing weapons that support men and women in protecting liberty and securing our world.

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“It’s Them” (1/3)

ETA: SOME PPL ACTUALLY WANTED A SECOND PART SO I CHANGED IT FROM ONESHOT #6 (WHICH ACTUALLY IT WAS #5 APPARENTLY) TO A NEW TITLE AND THE 2ND PART WILL BE OUT SOOOOOON :-) -3/8/19

time to break the monotony up w/ a oneshot I pounded out kinda drunk & finished late so it’s getting posted w/o being edited or even remotely glanced over tonight..... this one is Negan x reader!!! holy shit right??!?! i know!!! i had to switch things up so. enjoy~

PS: @crossbowking i rly hope ur not mad at me for posting this i love u :,(

Prompt: “It’s them.”

You were growing increasingly more fed up with being out in the damp cold air as dusk settled onto the forest around you. You had your AR15 slung over your back carelessly so that your hands could remain tucked into the front pockets of the black jacket you were wearing, fingers frozen despite the cotton gloves you wore.

Negan’s rules had been simple: you knew where these people were coming and going, and it was your job to interfere, halting them in their tracks. A surprise visit to the group of strangers that had broken into your eastern compound and shot every single one of your comrades as they slept.

The thought made your blood boil and it coursed through your veins, offering slight relief from the brisk night air. You had friends at that compound — there were men and women there that you were sure had never even held a gun in their hands. Innocent people being slaughtered was nothing new in the world you lived in now, but that didn’t mean it didn’t anger you and that there wasn’t anything you could do about it. Vengeance was one thing that you did have, and you’d be damned if you’d let anyone take it away from you.

So you trudged through the fallen leaves and dead brush underneath your boots, already glistening with fresh dewdrops, leading your small squad of four through the maze of baring trees.

The small single beep that radiated from the walkytalky on your hip rung out just loud enough for you to catch it. Without looking down or missing a determined step, you felt down for the call button on the side, clicked it in response, and waited for an answer.

Finally, a familiar voice crackled through the small speaker. “Beta, you read?”

You threw a quick glance over your shoulder at your crew for attendance and held up a hand, signaling them to stop behind you. “Beta’s good.”

There was muffled chatter for a moment while Simon checked in with Charlie and Delta, and after they confirmed their condition, it was followed by silence.

You shifted your weight on your feet impatiently, already struggling to see just feet in front of you as the sun disappeared. There had been no sign of the group you were after yet — at least, for your squad — and you were getting angrier and angrier at Simon and Negan for sending you the direction they did incase any of your targets caught wind of the gameplan and detoured or actually discovered any of the dozens of Saviors that were roaming the area all around you.

“Everything ok, boss?”

You looked to Lola as she stepped toward you, bloodshot eyes wide in eager anticipation, itching for a fight as always. A smile crept onto your face at the sight of your friend as she bounced on her heels, glancing left and right and back and forth, the two black knots of hair falling loosely from their spot on the top of her head.

“Yeah,” you responded, looking to the radio on your hands. “Just Simon dicking around like always.”

Lola laughed dryly and nodded in understanding. “Figured as much.”

Toby swung the heavy bag from his back and dropped it to the ground with a grunt, leaving it momentarily to stretch and doubled over with a satisfied groan. When he straightened up, he opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by the crackling of the radio at your side.

“Alright everyone, listen up.” Simon’s voice was oozing with superiority he thought he had and you rolled your eyes. “They’re rounding ‘em all up by the camp off of Hudson. It’s marked on your maps, so hurry up and get your asses over here. It’s go time!”

“Got it,” you said into the speaker before tucking it back onto your hip. Toby hoisted the bag back up over his shoulders. Meyers pulled the roadmap from his own smaller pack, and Lola shined her mag light onto it.

“Maybe a half mile,” she said, trailing her pointer finger along the paper Meyers held in his hands quietly. “Keep going straight.”

You nodded. “Let’s go meet these fuckers.”

Marching on, the three followed you back into the dark forest.

You spotted the headlights from your vans and trucks before you reached the clearing, the rumble of chatter from your fellow Saviors growing as you neared them. The Sanctuary was a large community but it wasn’t the only one; there were probably fifty Saviors around you and every single one of them was just as pissed off as you were.

There was a camper parked on the far end and you curiously made your way toward it, unsure of whether or not it was occupied and if it was, you wanted to be sure it wasn’t nobody that should be on their knees in the clearing behind you.

You retrieved your weapon from your back and poised it up and ready to fire as you pulled the flimsy plastic door open and climbed the first step inside.

“And, BANG! You’re dead.”

You nearly jumped out of your skin, whipping around toward the unmistakable voice behind you frantically. Only when you found Negan and saw his cocky grin as he emerged from a darkened corner did you lower your gun and place a hand overtop of your heart just to make sure it was still beating and he hadn’t actually scared you to death.

“God, you fucking asshole,” you bit out breathlessly. “I almost shot you!”

“You need to be more careful, doll.” He crept toward you and even in the dim light the vehicles outside hardly provided in the small room you could see his perfect teeth glistening as he grinned down at you mischievously. “I could’ve shot you before you even got a chance to see me. And wouldn’t that be a shitty way to die?”

“Yeah, yeah.” You waved at him dismissively and stood on your toes to peer over his shoulder through the cracked blinds behind him, watching as your crew surrounded the line of strangers on their knees, circling them like vultures. “We got ‘em,” you said, almost surprised, and Negan noticed.

“Did you ever doubt that we would?”

“No, it was just getting late and I was about ready to throw in the towel and try again tomorrow.”

Still smiling, Negan shook his head slowly. “Now, that is not the girl I know...”

“Yeah, well...” you shrugged. The comfortability between you two was always present and especially welcomed at that moment, considering the long and exhausting day you’d had keeping up the unwavering front as your squad’s leader. It was unsettling sometimes how easily you could let your guard down around him. “It’s fucking cold outside, Negan.”

He slinked closer to you, his large frame towering over you so close to you that his body was radiating warmth that you were craving.

You could feel his breath on your chilled skin: “Awe, poor baby,” he crooned; you didn’t know if it was his proximity or his words that sent a chill down your spine, but goosebumps made their way over your whole body in waves.

The compliments and flirtatiousness were always present between you two but you disregarded it as friendly banter — you, unlike most women you came across, could handle a little inappropriate banter and his perverted sense of humor. Hell, most of the time, you could match it; make him blush even. But as it had always been with you and your predominantly male group of friends, harmless teasing was all that it was and would ever be. And you would be just fine with that.

But harmless teasing had left you and Negan behind some time ago, despite your attempt to simply ignore the heat that pooled in your stomach every time you caught him staring at you from across the room.

But at that moment, he wasn’t across the room, noticeably eye-fucking you with his tongue hanging from his jaw like a dog. No — he had dropped that bad boy persona and took on his role as the leader of a deadly and violent group of soldiers and held his act together with confidence and class. Over the course of the day you’d watched him go from a horny teenager to a man that would hold you down until you caved and called him daddy.

You worked for Negan. He was your boss, essentially. And part of that concerned you. But there was another part of you, a much bigger and stronger part, that excited you even more.

And he knew it, too; standing there before you with his lips hovering so close to yours that the minuscule distance between them began to actually, physically hurt. So standing there with Negan, toe-to-toe, you caved and let the hype and adrenaline of the day’s events consume you and without giving yourself another second to contemplate it, you closed the small space between you two impatiently.

The second that your lips touched his it was like a switch had been flicked on inside of him, as if he’d been posed restlessly at the starting line waiting for the gunshot that told him to fucking go. The simple act had given him all the permission he’d needed and you let him guide you backwards until your back hit the wall and he pinned you up against it deliciously, fueling the fire that was burning in your veins and had you yearning for him, refusing to smolder and burn out until you had every inch of him in the palm of your hand — literally and figuratively.

Just as his normal behavior always flaunted, he was cocky and dominant with his kissing as well, biting on your lower lip and tugging gently and eliciting an unwilling moan from you that only seemed to drive him on. He let out a low growl in response and the sound itself could’ve melted you on the spot. In fact, you wouldn’t have been surprised if the whole RV around you went up in flames from the energy he was emitting.

His large hands explored your body the best they could with the layers you had on, fumbling with the buttons on your coat until they could make their way inside the heavy material and slowly move up and down and ghost around your breasts tauntingly. He knew exactly what he was doing — you were making a point to not remind yourself that. And it wasn’t hard considering his movements had you like putty in the palm of his hand and he manipulated and rolled you between his fingers hungrily.

When he pinned both of your wrists in one hand overtop of your head you felt your knees weaken and threaten to give up underneath you. But the second that his mouth left your lips and dropped to the nape of your neck you were both interrupted by a voice right outside of the door.

“Let’s meet the man!”

You weren’t sure why you panicked and shoved him off of you, panicking at the thought of anybody seeing you, even if it was just Simon. Nervously you looked to Negan to gauge his reaction to your sudden change of heart but he seemed to understand and simply stood up and retrieved Lucille from where she was propped up against the counter.

Simon knocked to alert Negan and he headed toward the door, readjusting the red scarf around his neck and bringing a hand up behind his head to smooth down the hair your wandering hands had tussled.

With a smile in a wink that almost had you jumping back on top of him, he grabbed the door handle and gave you one last provocative up-and-down, running his tongue over his perfect teeth like a snake. “You come out whenever you’re ready, baby girl.”

And with that, he stepped out of the camper, letting the door swing and slam shut behind him.

When you were positive he’d left from earshot, you let yourself fall onto the cushions behind you with a deep sigh.

“What the fuck have I done?” You asked yourself quietly, unable to stop the laughter from bubbling up into the words. You really backed yourself into a corner. Next time you saw Negan he would want to finish what you had started. Did you want to finish it? You wouldn’t have kissed him if you didn’t. So what does that mean for you as a Savior? He’d have to kill you to get you into one of those skimpy black dresses and call yourself a wife. You would sooner take a job on the fence.

You should’ve known it was bound to happen sooner or later — that was always how things went. You weren’t his ‘right-hand’, but you might as well have been. You were a team, a good match in temperament and skill, successful in most things you did together. You could deny it all you want, but that spark had always been there, and you tried to ignore it only to make it much more obnoxious than it had already had been.

He had to respect you to some degree beyond a comrade to never make a serious move on you before, right?

It was scary to connect with people in the new world; scary to find somebody that made you feel something than other than basic survival instincts and could make you forget about the way life had changed. It was dangerous and you were just asking to be hurt, never being able to prepare yourself for when he was inevitably ripped from your grasp.

You knew that for a fact because it had happen before, and you weren’t sure if you could handle another loss.

Not knowing if they’d gotten lost, abandoned you, been killed or tortured or eaten alive. That was the hard part. Not knowing.

But if you wanted to live, you couldn’t dwell on things like that. You know there were certain people who would want you to move on and be happy and find comfort in somebody else’s arms, regardless of how narcissistic, cocky and borderline delirious they could be.

You shook the whirling thoughts from your head: you didn’t couldn’t in the dark and reminisce all night. You had a job to do.

Retrieving your gun from where you’d discarded in on the table you straightened yourself up, making sure to settle your own messy hair back into a relatively decent ponytail, and forced your personal feelings back down where they belonged: buried underneath more pressing matters.

You opened the door as quietly as possible as to not draw attention to yourself, and it would’ve worked had Negan not been staring in your direction as if he’d been waiting for you to emerge. He was on the other side of the group he had lined up, kneeling before him, all 10 or so avoiding his gaze except for the guy in the middle whom he was crouched in front of.

He smiled when he saw you. “There’s my girl.”

Your face flushed red and you cursed yourself for it, not wanting to show any sign of anything more than a professional relationship with Negan but also furious with him for stopping his big, dramatic facade to acknowledge her that way in front of the large crowd around you.

You sunk back into like in front of your squad and felt Lola nudge you harshly with her elbow, so much so that it knocked you off balance and you snapped back angrily at your friend and glared at her from over your shoulder. But it was hard to be mad at her as she stared up at you wide wide eyes and an even wider smile, telling you everything you needed to know about what she was thinking and how she felt about it all.

Negan stood up and sashayed around the group like the prima donna he was, though he spoke nothing but truth with no exaggerations, his recap of all your people the strangers before you had killed brutally successfully bringing back the anger you’d forgotten about for just a few moments.

Out of the corner of your eye you caught sight of a man hunched over under a blanket, covered in blood you presumed had to be his with how badly his body was trembling.

Negan has begun one of his theatrical scenes and was slowly circling the strangers with Lucille outstretched before him but you couldn’t focus because you were still squinting in the dark, struggling to see the face of the injured man across from you because something felt wrong about him. You couldn’t explain the odd feeling you were getting from him, trying to make out his features in the shadows of the headlights as Negan passed by him slowly, taunting him with his scare tactics.

Then, like a freight train, it hit you. Hard.

Recognition.

He was familiar — the strong arms and broad chest, shaggy hair that casted over his eyes as he hung his head weakly. But when Negan stepped by him, sticking Lucille in his face menacingly, he actually rose his eyes and glared up at him, fearless and unwavering.

The strength was your first hint; the shadows lifting from his features and revealing a face that turned your previously boiling blood into pure shards of ice.

Your stomach dropped. The wind was knocked from your lungs. The world was tilting dangerously around you and you felt like you were going to keel over. But you had to know for sure.

You looked to the person at his side. And the next one. And the person next to them. And then to the man in the middle and you were sure you might’ve passed out of Lola didn’t catch on and wrap a gloved hand around your elbow, whispering something unintelligible that you could hardly hear. And while you so badly wanted to just turn around and assure her you were fine, you found that you lost the ability to form coherent thoughts, let alone sentences.

The only words that you could manage to squeak out, barely audible, felt so distant and so wrong on your own tongue: “It’s them.”

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