Chapter 22 I want to complain about the original author!
"Not a single one!"
"None of those guys or the living!" said Saya Takajo, taking a telescope to observe the riverbank. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
"I guess I'm in the city. β
When the car stopped, Haruta jumped off. Hirano handed the two guns to Komuro Takashi and Harita, respectively, and Haruta took another crossbow, still holding the broken iron rod in her hand.
Heavily armed, he was a bit nondescript, like a living bandit.
There aren't many bullets, and if you don't save them, it's going to be a lot of trouble. If Harita remembers correctly, it seems that the zombies in the city are all gathered together, and there will be a tough battle below.
Qingtian tried the gun in his hand, the streamlined gun body, the finger-thick alloy bullet, it looked violent. Naturally, there is no man who doesn't like guns, and it is not bad for Harita to run out of bullets and fight bayonets.
But what I really want is a real knife!
Shizuka Jukawa drove the Hummer onto the road, and everyone stood in the middle of the road to discuss. At this time, no one is going to pay attention to things like occupying motorized lanes. The patrolmen have gone to the anal zombies, and there is time to take care of this little thing.
However, strangely, the zombies and survivors who attacked the bridge last night are gone.
The road looked like someone had just cleaned it.
Could it be that these zombies still retain their habits in life? The garbage they discarded should be recycled? It's not that Harita has a big brain, it's that Japanese people love cleanliness so much.
Zombies may also love the environment?
"The news says it's the same all over the world. Poison Island said.
"But if the police are still around, they will definitely be able to..." Miyamoto Rei's father was a police officer, so she has admired the police since she was a child.
Qingtai shook her head, "Don't think about it, the police's firepower is not enough for a few zombies! If it is the Self-Defense Force, it should still be able to preserve the establishment." As you know, you're going to need big machinery or heavy weapons to deal with those guys. β
He really doesn't like those police, without helicopters, tanks and other heavy weapons, or last night's bulldozers, excavators and other large construction machinery, human beings have no way to deal with the tide of corpses.
Unlike the evolution of zombies in the apocalyptic novels he saw in his previous life, the quality of these zombies has not improved, but the number is constantly increasing, and humans can only shrink into settlements one by one.
"What's next?" said Shizuka Jukawa, sitting in the car.
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This can't be that I didn't listen to everyone's discussion this morning, right?
"Ahem Shizuka-sensei, we're going to go to Takashiro's house first, her house is in the 2-chome of Higashisaka. Komuro coughed.
"So ... β
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The Hummer gallops down the city road, with cherry blossoms scattered behind him.
"Ahβthere are so many big locomotives!" Alice leaned against the window and looked out at the scenery.
"There are also imported buggy and materials. Sometimes there are things that the military disposes of. Hirano said with a smile. I don't know if it's because of mental age or appearance, Hirano and Alice have a really good time.
In just half a day, the two are already very familiar.
"Why do you know so much?" said Gao Cheng in a cold sweat.
Hirano, a fat house, not only has a perfect family background that only appears in comics, but also has military literacy beyond the imagination of high school students.
Takashi Komuro and Haruta sat on the roof of the car. Komuro's eyes looked at the sky, and Haruta fiddled with the gun in his hand.
"What's wrong, do you miss your mother?" asked Haruma a little strangely.
Sentimentality, it seems to be the urine of some protagonists.
"No, I just can't see planes or helicopters, and there were a lot of them yesterday. Komuro's face was a little uneasy.
Haruta didn't say anything more. When humans encounter difficulties, they will always habitually look for help, and Komuro's understanding of zombies is still at the stage of this is a virus infection.
Having read the original book, he knows very well that the president of the US imperialist has been bitten. Where is there still a safe place now.
There are more than 100 million people in Japan, and how many Self-Defense Forces are there?
At this time, the US troops stationed in Japan may have already run back to their hometown to put out the fire.
The Hummer is still driving, and although Shizuka Jukawa is usually not very reliable, her driving skills are still okay. At least, it didn't turn Harota upside down.
The cherry blossoms scattered in April and the pink petals were refreshing, making Haruta close her eyes.
"It's them!" Hirano exclaimed.
Harita's eyes opened instantly, and Takashi Komuro quickly turned around to look ahead.
Zombies have appeared!
"Distance! Three hundred meters in front of you!" Hirano held the binoculars, measuring the distance. Well, Harita can't figure out whether Hirano's calculations are reliable or not.
In fact, there is no such thing as numbers.
"Turn right!" Saya Takajo sat next to Shizuka Jukawa and gave orders.
"I... I see!"
Shizuka Jukawa flicked her hands and made a sharp right turn, and the wheels of the Hummer rubbed against the asphalt, making a characteristic sound.
"There's something here!I've had enough!" Shizuka Jukawa screamed.
"Then, turn left here!" Saya Takajo continued to command, sweating profusely. The Hummer is not yesterday's big bus, if it rushes into the zombie crowd, let alone rampage, it is estimated that it will overturn.
"What's going on?!The closer you get to the second eye, the more there are. Komuro looked at the zombies who were attracted by the sound of vehicles.
Zombies appear in front of the vehicle again.
"Just rush over like that!"
Harita and Komuro Takashi lay tightly on the roof of the car, their hands gripping hard.
"Stop! Stop! There's no road ahead!" Haruma sharpened to see the roadblock on the other side.
How do I have a sense of foreboding?
"Huh?" the people inside the car were surprised, their view was blocked by zombies due to the height. At this time, I was reminded by Hata to see the cross-cutting barricade on the opposite road.
"There's a wire in there, turn the body sideways!"
Shizuka Jukawa made a ninety-degree turn, the body was tightly pressed against the tightrope, and the zombies that came with it were flattened by the huge force, and blood sprayed on the body.
"Can't see!" Hirano covered Alice's eyes.
"Why can't you stop?!" Shizuka Jukawa exclaimed.
"The wheels are locked!Lift the brakes and press the accelerator lightly!" Hirano shouted calmly as he surveyed the situation outside.
"Locked?" Shizuka Jukawa's cuteness suddenly attacked, and the whole person was at a loss and didn't know what to do.
"it! Ahead!Shizuka-sensei!Stop!" Haruma almost fainted. Forget about a sudden brake, and the front is a fucking wall when you cross over!
Look at this material, it's still made of marble!
Which road-building company should be so dedicated?!
Shizuka Jukawa hurriedly stepped on the brakes, leaned forward, and narrowly stopped in front of the wall, but Haruta and Komuro Takashi were directly lifted off. The two flew off the roof of the car in an instant.
Daisuke Sato, I hate you!
This was the only thought that Haruta had in mind when she was doing a 720-degree free rotation movement in the air. There was no time to think about anything, so Harita tried to curl up as much as she could, holding her head in her hands.
"Plopβ"
The two fell to the ground almost at the same time, but the difference is that Haruma hit several bones on the ground, and the big protagonist is simply as light as a swallow, like a shock, and landed on the ground gently.
Do you practice martial arts and martial arts to climb the clouds?
Isn't it??Is it the legendary light skill - flying on the grass?!
"Ahem-" Haruma coughed a few times and struggled to stand up, and then, he saw the zombies coming by with a flutter.
What a fucking plot!