Standing by the railing, Chen Mo suddenly raised both hands. Two black pistols slid from his sleeves and landed precisely in his hands, followed by thunderous gunfire!
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!...
The zombies gathered beneath the wall fell one after another like stalks of wheat being cut down. Looking closely, every single one had been shot squarely in the forehead, killed with one blow!
Compared to the excited expressions on Luther West, Angel Ortiz, and the others, Chris and Wendell's expressions were far more spectacular!
One of them had been inside a cell while the other had stood guard outside it, so neither had witnessed Chen Mo's feat of charging through the zombie horde. Then they had been busy looking for the armored car and smashing through the wall to find the armory, without a moment to spare. No one had told them what had happened earlier.
Now, standing by the railing and watching the zombies below rapidly collapse one after another, the two were utterly shaken!
What kind of marksmanship was that?
He could inflict such devastating damage with nothing but two pistols!
Wendell was somewhat better off, but Chris, who had once fought zombies alongside the military, knew exactly how formidable Chen Mo was!
Even if everyone else present raised their rifles and machine guns and attacked together, their bullet density would certainly exceed Chen Mo's. Yet their final killing efficiency might not be any better than his!
Because they simply could not achieve Chen Mo's terrifying accuracy!
The vast majority of their bullets would hit the zombies' bodies. Even if they knocked them down temporarily, the zombies would quickly get back up.
In Chris's eyes, Chen Mo's killing power with two pistols already surpassed that of an elite combat squad!
He finally understood why Chen Mo had