Chapter 19, The So-Called Heroes
When Hirano shot the last of his magazines, he had to get into the car.
5 minutes ago, the Hummer was forced to stop by the zombies side by side, even if the strength of one body is limited, but if hundreds of them are against each other, the Hummer will not want to move.
With the help of its own armor, everyone did not die immediately, but when the countless purple-black faces shook in front of the car window, there was a continuous beating sound in the ears.
Clutched into a cramped carriage, enduring a long period of death, it was like hell.
"Click"
A sharp voice sounded, and I saw a zombie more than two meters tall, stabbing the bulletproof glass with his right arm that had been transformed into a sharp cone, and the huge force cracked the bulletproof glass.
In just four days, ordinary zombies have begun to change, faster and faster, more and more powerful, and even some have begun to undergo obvious alienation, and their appearance has become strange, and this zombie is one of them.
The cracks in the bulletproof glass were increasing, and the occupants of the car felt the terrible feeling of approaching death, screaming and crying, but there was nothing they could do.
I am afraid that all those who are other than them will die long ago, and those who flee in all directions will only die sooner.
There is no more assistance, and hope is all gone.
"Everybody hold on...... Senior Li and Senior Poison Island will definitely come to save us. Hirano shouted something he didn't even believe.
There is no need to judge whether this is possible or not, as long as there is still a little hope, the desperate person will hold on to it.
However, after 198 heavy knocks, the sturdy bulletproof glass was also shattered by the zombie's savage force, and it reached into the car window with its black and purple arms, groping frantically.
"Ah!! No!!! β
Shizuka was grabbed and forcibly pulled towards the car window.
"Help me!!" She screamed for help.
Already, there are no bullets, so, for Hirano, the time to be a hero has passed.
Hiding behind and waiting for a savior or death to come is the only thing to do.
He held his head, tears of fear in his eyes, but suddenly realizedβ
What is the difference between the current self and the useless self before?
Didn't you already promise to protect everyone?
Just because there are no bullets, do you retreat......
Is that all there is to it?
No.
He gritted his teeth, put the bayonet on the gun that was already out of bullets with a "click", and then pushed the roof of the car skylight, and the whole person got out of his former weakness.
"Come on! Monster! β
He raised the barrel of the gun and slashed at the neck of the two-meter-tall zombie with all his strength.
However, the rubber-like muscles blocked his already weak cutting, and the bayonet was stuck in the zombie's neck.
"Come on! Come on!!! Give me death! β
He roared angrily, with an extremely hideous expression, held the gun with one hand, and then kicked the gun on the body, allowing the bayonet to advance a little, and he continued to kick until the bayonet stuck into the zombie's bones.
With his weak physique, it was already the limit to achieve this level.
At this moment, there was a sudden burst of force from the gun, and the zombie whose neck was cut off in half was not dead, it held the barrel of the gun with both hands, and then shook it violently, knocking the entire Hirano into the air, hitting the wall seven or eight meters away.
By this time, Hirano knew he was going to die.
The nearest zombie was only five meters away from him, with a wall behind him, completely desperate.
He shuddered and pulled the last bullet out of his pocket.
As a senior military nerd, I still know about leaving a "glorious bullet" for myself.
Compared with being gnawed to death by zombies, of course, it is easier to shoot through the brain.
He expertly loaded, then pressed the muzzle of the gun to his temple, and with the touch of a finger, he could put an end to the endless fear.
In this way, although no one may recite it, he is a hero and a warrior who died on the battlefield.
He could take this glory or vanity with him and go to death more easily.
However, over the shoulder of the zombie, he saw a terrible scene, the tall zombie frantically dragged Shizuka out of the car window, and then opened his big mouth to bite down.
"How can it be allowed!!"
Screaming frantically, if you can't stick to the guard, you can still be a hero.
He picked up his gun and aimed at the mutant zombie's half-severed neck, even though other zombies had already stretched their arms into their chests.
The heads of the corpses were blocked in the trajectory of the shot, and the targets in the crosshairs were constantly blocked.
At the last moment of his life, he felt that his brain was surprisingly quiet, and the movements of the corpses seemed to slow down.
In this way, in the gap between the shaking of countless black and purple heads, the only fleeting shooting trajectory was revealed, and he pulled the trigger without hesitation.
"Click"
The exposed neck bone, along with the nerves inside, was cut in two by the bullet, and the monster finally stopped moving, and Shizuka fell to the roof of the car, and was scrambled to get in by the people in the car.
And, the hero who lost the last "glorious bullet" is being grabbed by the arm by the zombies, enduring the sharp teeth that are close at hand.
He was smiling, no one could have predicted that in just four days, a person would have such a fundamental change.
- But it's not bad.
- The feeling of guarding others to death is really not bad.
He closed his eyes, ready to endure death.
ββ
Atrium.
"Tsuko!" Li Lian immediately ran over to check on Yanzi's injuries, but was surprised to find that the blow that pierced his chest had stopped the bleeding.
"Like...... It's okay? Tsumiko herself touched her chest in amazement, she didn't know that her healing ability was so strong.
"It's immortal." A voice came from inside the collapsed wall.
Li Lian turned around suddenly, it was enough to cut off the thick steel at the mouth of the bowl, how could it be......
"There is a meridian near the heart, even if it is pierced, as long as the bleeding is stopped in time, it will be fine."
He said lightly as he flapped his dusty trench coat.
His chest, covered with a red cuticle, perfectly blocked Li Lian's strongest blow.
"Well done, boy!" Without hesitation, he stretched out his thumb and grinned, revealing a smile that could almost be described as innocent.
"You ......" Li Lian didn't know what to say, he was exhausted and barely even stood up, but the enemy was still unharmed.
"Don't be so fierce, you've already injured me, I won't kill you." He spread his hands and acted innocently, like an old friend who had made a harmless joke.
"Here's one." He didn't mind Li Lian's hostility, and casually threw a cigar over, and Li Lian subconsciously caught it.
"Well, this fight is good! Men's fun is really smoking, drinking, drinking with women, and fighting! β
The war ghost simply sat cross-legged on the ground, gulping and spitting out the clouds.
The vulgar appearance and words made the son blush for a while.
"Hey, boy, do you have anything to eat? I'm hungry. Then he cheekily begged for food and drink.
Li Lian almost had the urge to immediately split him, and pushed himself and his son into a desperate situation several times, but now he is still so shameless.
However, Xianzi stopped Li Lian and said with a chuckle, "If you eat, there will be a lot of food in the house." It's just that this 'war ghost' gentleman, did he order the zombies to retreat first? "I've recovered, and the wound on my chest is just a little painful.
"Yes, it should be." The war ghost waved his hand without hesitation, and the zombies around the atrium turned their heads and walked out in unison.
"Let's go inside, then."
So, in this weird atmosphere, the three of them walked into the house.