Without bullets, guns were no different from fire sticks. That was one of the main reasons why Song Jian had started thinking about learning to use melee weapons. During a battle, enemies won't wait patiently for you to reload your empty gun.
Pulling out the Tiger Fang Dagger fastened at his waist, Song Jian took a deep breath and hastened towards the zombie that had lost its iron hammer.
Taking a few strides to the front, as he came near to the iron hammer zombie, Song Jian gripped the dagger in his right hand. When he was two steps away from the zombie, he gritted his teeth and lunged forward.
"Kill!"
Suddenly, he fiercely stabbed forward with the dagger. This was a basic move he had practiced the entire day. The movement was flawless, and he couldn't find the slightest mistake.
Thud~
