Under Glenn's control, the Armed Mechanical Dog flashed its lights, played strange music, and rolled into the cell block with a rumble.
Amid the hazy darkness, the Remote Control Device's Display Screen showed the Armed Mechanical Dog's route. The camera mounted on its front clearly recorded the conditions inside the cell block.
Click, click, click.
Like the sound of leather shoes scraping against the floor, the Armed Mechanical Dog played music as it advanced through the darkness. After moving forward for more than ten meters, Glenn soon saw through the camera four or five Zombies grouped together slowly rounding a corner and staggering toward it with snarls.
When they saw the Steel Turtle, which stood just over half a meter tall on the floor, the Zombies all froze almost imperceptibly.
Before they could react, the Armed Mechanical Dog had already adjusted the position of its gun barrel, aimed at the Zombies' heads, and begun firing furiously.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The barrel, modified from a Short-barreled Shotgun, unleashed wave after wave of tiny Steel Pellets, blasting the nearest Zombie's head and upper body into a heap of minced flesh.
This kind of gun barrel had been Leon's suggestion. The Armed Mechanical Dog they had designed was not equipped with an advanced assisted-aiming program and could not accurately hit its enemies. Since that was the case, they might as well use a Short-barreled Shotgun with a wider attack range.
As long as the attack range was wide enough and the firepower fierce enough, it should be capable of dealing devastating damage to these Zombies.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Glenn controlled the Armed Mechanical Dog and fired more than a dozen shots in succession. A large number of Steel Pellets shot out, finally turning the small group of Zombies in front of