05-20-2007, 07:18 AM
Natasha smirked, nocking another bolt as she did. "Y'know, a crossbow with a 150 lb. pull can outshoot several top of the line military rifles and carbines..." she remarked, leveling the bow on the peak of the roof, laying down in a perfect sniper position.
"And yet, older rifles can outshoot both as well..." Alex remarked, opening the bolt of his Remington 700, then closing it, chambering another .223 Remington round from the four shot magazine. He knelt down a crouch, balancing his elbow on his knee and leveling the rifle, focusing the crosshairs of his scope on one of the zombie's foreheads. "By-the-by... who knows where the gunshop is around here... we're going to need more ammo sooner or later...." he said softly, gently squeezing the trigger and spattering the zombie's head like a rotten melon.
"And yet, older rifles can outshoot both as well..." Alex remarked, opening the bolt of his Remington 700, then closing it, chambering another .223 Remington round from the four shot magazine. He knelt down a crouch, balancing his elbow on his knee and leveling the rifle, focusing the crosshairs of his scope on one of the zombie's foreheads. "By-the-by... who knows where the gunshop is around here... we're going to need more ammo sooner or later...." he said softly, gently squeezing the trigger and spattering the zombie's head like a rotten melon.
