“I’m not angry, I’ll show you angry… Joder!”
No one seems to know this gruff latino’s real name but everyone calls him El Cholo. Whether he minds, or even cares is unknown, El Cholo rarely speaks, preferring to let his twin machetes do the talking. A hardened farmhand or possibly an ex-cartel enforcer, putting Zombies down at close quarters is El Cholo’s specialty, and damn! he’s good at it. The survivors whisper stories of hopeless last stands and daring raids, and El Cholo walking out covered in (someone else’s) blood.