Of course, its lethality is limited; it's not that it can't take human lives, but it can't shoot very far.
However, at close range, it is just as deadly!
The weapons in the hands of the four people are like the scythe of Death God, continuously reaping these lives.
Thick glass blooms with cracks, covered in blood, like a "flower of blood" in full bloom.
When an event is described in narrative form, it seems very slow, but when it happens in reality, it's very fast.
In less than twenty seconds, everyone was lying on the ground, except for the girls who were already scared witless.
The eighteen-year-old new captain replaced the magazine, walked in front of Rick who was still breathing, and pulled the trigger at his head.
The bullets pierced through his head with a 'biubiubiu,' his horror-stricken expression, and bullet holes forever freezing his life at that moment!
