"Why use two?" the young man felt it was too wasteful.
"Nonsense, one hand grenade can definitely blow the iron gate open. If it doesn't kill all the zombie dogs, we'll have to fight them head-on," the group leader complained. He was a cautious man who considered any potential flaws when taking action.
He pulled the pins and waited three seconds before tossing them out.
Boom, boom, amidst the smoke, the iron gate was blown more than ten meters away, and a cluster of zombie dogs were blasted into pieces, their corpse fragments flying everywhere.
"Pity for my spoils of war," Tang Zheng lamented, but he also breathed a sigh of relief. If the enemy is blinded, nine times out of ten, they'd attack with hand grenades to buy time.
Without any hesitation, while the smoke hadn't yet cleared, the three men opened fire, a barrage sweeping in front of the door, killing off the injured zombie dogs completely.
