Accurate and fast within seven steps

Chapter 80 This thing is much easier to use than a gun!

Hearing Chen Mo say that he had no bullets, several young SS soldiers were overjoyed immediately and began to move around, while the commander sitting opposite Chen Mo looked at his subordinates with cold eyes, are you so blind?Didn't you see that guy still has three guns?
It's a pity that the subordinates didn't see it, so half of the SS soldiers who were already dead lost six more.

"Look, now I've fired six more bullets, and the gun is empty, are you sure you're coming?"

The SS soldiers who were still alive shook their heads frantically. Within seven steps, the guns were accurate and fast. They didn't even see each other's movements clearly, and their own people fell to the ground. Dig straight into the ground.

"Then you are choosing the second path? Isn't this the way?"

Chen Mo raised his legs and pressed his left hand on the gun. Since they don't want to be obedient or resist, let's reopen it!
Seeing Chen Mo's movements, an SS soldier shrank his pupils, then gritted his teeth, and rushed towards Steve with a strange cry.

Encouraged by him, the rest of the SS soldiers rushed forward in unison, and a group of old men immediately rolled into a ball, and the strange noises of humming and humming could be heard endlessly.

Although Steve had been injected with super soldier potions, he had no actual combat experience at all. The martial arts taught in the barracks could be punched like hell, and the SS soldiers who besieged him were similar, the difference was that They will also have big killers such as ham baguettes and folding stools in their hands.

However, the blood volume of the two sides was not at the same level. Steve was rough-skinned and thick-skinned. He didn't even respond to the opponent's punch, and if he punched down, the opponent would lose half of his life even if he didn't die.

Soon the only one who could move in the room was the SS commander. The latter seemed to resign himself to his fate at this moment and turned hard. He drank the wine in the glass, and then put on a face that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water. The posture made Chen Mo give him a good time.

"I am loyal to the Führer!"

"Hope you'll change your mind later!"

Chen Mo pulled out the Henry gun, broke the opponent's left leg with one shot, and then reloaded, blasting his right leg and both arms into two pieces.

Before Steve could speak, Chen Mo dragged the other party's beautiful blond hair like a dead dog to the gate of the police station, and said loudly to the dark town.

"Now this guy is yours!"

"Selent, what are you doing?"

Steve rushed out the door, wanting to see Chen Mo's nerves, and then he saw many French civilians with pitchforks, axes and even wooden sticks coming out of the darkness.

The determination on the face of the SS commander who was unable to move on the ground has turned into panic. He naturally knows what he has done in this place, and he can usually scare the people with his skin. He can be a prisoner of war, but if he falls into the hands of these civilians who have been oppressed by him for a long time, it is a question of whether he can leave a whole body.

"Shouldn't we be court-martialing him?"

"That's what you do!"

Chen Mo put the gun back into the holster behind him, then lit a cigar for himself, and buffed the 100% energy value into a strengthened state.

"My practice is never to forgive!"

Steve is indeed a born fighter. Chen Mo took him out to the jungle every night to upgrade. His improvement speed was beyond Chen Mo's imagination. At the beginning, he was just kicking around, but after only three days, Steve Because they didn't bring spare magazines, they ran out of ammunition and food and were besieged. After picking up a large pot cover from the German kitchen, a powerful shield battle was born.

Steve used a pot cover to beat down thirty German soldiers, just a pot cover, and beat down thirty heavily armed German soldiers.

Then Steve threw his own rifle to Chen Mo.

"Selent, this thing is much better than a gun!"

Steve, who was holding the deformed pot lid, looked excited. He could be regarded as finding a guy that he was comfortable with. The m1 carbine was so light that it was not easy to use at all!
"Uh, it's my fault!"

Chen Mo looked at the other person, then looked at the gun in his hand, and then slapped himself. Why did he forget that after Steve became a macho, his physical fitness skyrocketed. Like a toy gun, wouldn't it be fine if he carried a heavy machine gun?

"But your pot lid is not bulletproof!"

Chen Mo still wanted to work hard to pull Steve back from the road of no return, but the other party slapped his head.

"Yeah, this pot lid is not bulletproof, I'll go back and get a bulletproof one!"

"Don't, Steve, you can only passively defend with a shield, you still need an offensive weapon!"

Chen Mo said that the enemies you fight are not as much rice as I eat, so you must listen to me.

And Steve also noticed his problem, nodded immediately, and after he returned to the camp, he repaired two steel plates for the armored vehicle.

"Two shields, the big one is for defense, and the small one can be used to hit people!"

Looking at Steve, who was wearing a blue uniform and holding two shields and gesticulating in the camp, Chen Mo burst into tears. He felt the world's malice towards guns.

Perhaps in the dark, the god of destiny is really controlling the development of the world. Not only did Steve discover his hobby for shields, but his good friend, Sergeant Bucky Barnes, who served in the infantry division, also because of Raids of Hydra forces were captured and even mortally wounded in battle.

After hearing the news, Steve was so anxious that he jumped up and down to save his good friend.

He didn't even wait for the ssr to find out the information about the prisoner-of-war camp, so he carried his shield and killed him alone, and then he was severely beaten by Schmidt.

Red Skull's attention to Steve is not lower than that of Chen Mo. After all, he is Erskine's only truly successful experiment so far. Schmidt even watched every performance of Steve, just to study this opponent. Then when he faced Steve in actual combat, he realized that the things he had researched were useless at all.

Steve, who was holding a shield against the firepower of the German machine gun, really opened Schmidt's eyes. He never expected that Erskine made such a wonderful thing, and he couldn't beat the one-shot hunter. Killer, can't you beat a Hanhan with a shield?
So the large-caliber energy cannon prepared for Chen Mo bombarded Steve's shield, blowing up his carefully crafted homemade shield to nothing.

Steve, who was blown out by the cannon, hadn't realized what happened, but Schmidt, who had been suffocating for a long time, had already received justice from heaven and knelt on his neck.

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