They do a great job at throwing people around and causing internal bleeding but nothing much else. Simon would've been better off making fragmentation bombs. They send out accelerated pieces of metal, usually bomb casings or in the case of homemade bombs nails, ball bearings and needles. These pieces of metal act like bullets and would've done more damage to the brain assuming some metal pieces penetrated the skull. That's what makes zombies terrifying. They don't need their internal organs, or blood or food to live. They are like magical beings that never give up and never surrender. Their only objective in their undead life is to make you join their ranks. Throwing the last bomb he had, Simon surveyed the scene in front of him. More zeds were still pouring out of the forest and heading in their direction. Too many for Melissa to handle with just her one gun. He quickly looked around the room for anything that could help. Spotting a .308 rifle in the corner leaning against a desk he made his way over to it. Cocking the bolt back he checked to see if it was loaded. Five rounds loaded in, nothing more and nothing less. Opening a few drawers led to the discovery of six boxes of ammunition for the
They do a great job at throwing people around and causing internal bleeding but nothing much else. Simon would've been better off making fragmentation bombs. They send out accelerated pieces of metal, usually bomb casings or in the case of homemade bombs nails, ball bearings and needles. These pieces of metal act like bullets and would've done more damage to the brain assuming some metal pieces penetrated the skull. That's what makes zombies terrifying. They don't need their internal organs, or blood or food to live. They are like magical beings that never give up and never surrender. Their only objective in their undead life is to make you join their ranks. Throwing the last bomb he had, Simon surveyed the scene in front of him. More zeds were still pouring out of the forest and heading in their direction. Too many for Melissa to handle with just her one gun. He quickly looked around the room for anything that could help. Spotting a .308 rifle in the corner leaning against a desk he made his way over to it. Cocking the bolt back he checked to see if it was loaded. Five rounds loaded in, nothing more and nothing less. Opening a few drawers led to the discovery of six boxes of ammunition for the