Chapter 79 This thing is much easier to use than a gun!
Hearing Chen Mo say that he had no bullets, several young SS soldiers were immediately overjoyed and started to make moves. The commander sitting opposite Chen Mo looked at the eyes of his men and felt cold. Are you so blind? No.
See that guy has three guns?
It's a pity that his subordinates didn't see it, so half of the SS soldiers who were already dead were lost by six more.
"Look, now I have fired six more bullets and the gun is empty. Are you sure you don't want to come?"
The still-living SS men shook their heads crazily. Within seven steps, their guns were accurate and fast. Before they could even see each other's movements clearly, one of their own fell to the ground. At this moment, everyone's heads were shrinking deeper and deeper, and they could not wait to see each other.
Dig directly into the ground.
"Then you just chose the second path? This is not the best option?"
Chen Mo crossed his legs and pressed his left hand on the gun. Since they don't want to obey and resist, let's fire again!
Seeing Chen Mo's actions, an SS soldier shrank his pupils, gritted his teeth, screamed strangely, and rushed towards Steve.
With his encouragement, the remaining SS soldiers also rushed forward, and a bunch of old men immediately rolled into a ball, making strange screams.
Although Steve was injected with the super soldier potion, he had no actual combat experience at all. He became a master of the fighting skills taught in the military camp, and the SS soldiers who besieged him were similar. The difference was that
They will also have killer weapons such as ham baguettes and folding stools.
However, the blood volume of the two sides was not at the same level. Steve was rough-skinned and thick-skinned, and he didn't even react to the opponent's punch. But if he punched him, the opponent would lose half of his life even if he didn't die.
Soon the only person left in the room who could move was the SS commander. The latter became hardened as if he had accepted his fate. He drank the wine in the glass and then acted like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.
His posture asked Chen Mo to give him a good pleasure.
"I am loyal to the Führer!"
"Hopefully you'll change your mind later!"
Chen Mo pulled out his Henry gun and shot the opponent's left leg off with one shot. Then he loaded the bullet and blasted his right leg and both arms into two pieces.
Then before Steve could speak, Chen Mo had already dragged him by his beautiful blond hair like a dead dog to the door of the police station, and said loudly to the town in the darkness.
"Now this guy belongs to you!"
"Serent, what are you doing?"
Steve rushed out the door to see what was wrong with Chen Mo, and then he saw many French civilians holding pitchforks, axes and even wooden sticks walking out of the darkness.
The determination on the face of the SS commander who was unable to move on the ground had turned into panic. He naturally knew what he was doing in this place. He could usually use his skin to frighten the people. No matter how hard the Allies came, it would not be possible.
He could 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, whether he can keep his body intact is a question.
"Shouldn't we take him to a court-martial?"
"That's what you do!"
Chen Mo put the gun back into the holster behind him, then lit a cigar for himself, increasing his energy level, which was already at 100%, into an enhanced state.
"My approach is never to forgive!"
Steve was indeed a natural warrior. Chen Mo took him out to fight in the jungle every night to upgrade. His progress was beyond Chen Mo's imagination. At the beginning, he was just throwing wild punches, but after only three days, Steve
Because he did not bring a spare magazine, he was out of ammunition and was surrounded. After grabbing a large pot lid from the German kitchen, a powerful shield battle was born.
Steve used a pot lid to beat down thirty German soldiers. It was just a pot lid and beat down thirty fully armed German soldiers.
Then Steve threw his rifle to Chen Mo.
"Selente, this thing is much better than a gun!"
Steve, who was holding the deformed pot lid, looked excited. He had finally found the one 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 at the gun in his hand, and then slapped himself. How could he have forgotten that after Steve transformed into a macho man, his physical fitness increased dramatically. The carbine that was so easy to use with his small physique now looks like
It's like a toy gun. If he carries a heavy machine gun, wouldn't it be fine?
"But your pot lid isn't bulletproof either!"
Chen Mo still tried his best to bring Steve back from the road of no return, but the other party slapped him on the forehead.
"Yeah, this pot lid isn't bulletproof either. I'll go back and make a bulletproof one!"
"No, Steve, you can only passively defend with a shield, you still need an offensive weapon!"
Chen Mo said that the enemies you are fighting do not have as much rice as me, so you must listen to me.
Steve also noticed his problem and nodded immediately. Then when he returned to the camp, he fixed two armored vehicle steel plates for himself.
"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, gesticulating in the camp, Chen Mo burst into tears. He felt the world's malice toward guns.
Maybe there is a god of destiny controlling the development trajectory 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
He was captured during a raid by Hydra forces and was even seriously injured in the battle.
After hearing the news, Steve was immediately anxious and 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 before he carried his shield and committed suicide alone. Then he was beaten violently by Schmidt.
The Red Skull pays no less attention to Steve than Chen Mo. After all, the opponent is Erskine's only truly successful experiment. Schmidt even watched every one of Steve's performances just to study this opponent.
Then when he faced Steve in actual combat, he realized that the gadgets he had researched were useless.
Steve, who held a shield and charged directly against the German machine gun fire, simply opened Schmidt's eyes. He never expected that Erskine had built such a weird thing and that he could not beat the hunter who was always on target.
Could the killer still be unable to defeat a fool carrying a shield?
So the large-caliber energy cannon prepared for Chen Mo hit Steve's shield, blowing up his carefully crafted homemade shield to pieces.
Before Steve, who was blown away by the cannon, realized what was happening, Schmidt, who had been holding back his anger for a long time, had already sent justice from the sky and knelt on his neck.