Saya Takashiro was trembling.

Squatting on the ground, his throat could no longer make any sound, he tilted his head mechanically, and his beating pupils reflected the crazy faces of the dead body.

A face close at hand.

The stains were bright red minced flesh, and the flesh that burst out from under the lips was black and gray. She could almost smell the cold, fishy stench coming out of their mouths.

She knew she was dead.

If it hadn't been for Poison Island Hinzo pulling her just now, she might have died once. Now Poison Island is also difficult to protect itself.

She is, Miyamoto Rei is, that dead house is, and so is herself.

She originally thought that she could help Xia You even in the poor, at least she had a gun in hand, which was more than enough to deal with the dead.

She found herself overestimating.

Sweat stuck her hair to her forehead, the gun in Saya Takajo's hand trembled up, and the sound of the trigger was blank in her mind.

No

She wanted to shout, but her cold body couldn't shout anything, and a monkey's anxious dead body reached out and grabbed her, but it didn't catch her face, but ripped the ponytail bandage on one side of her.

The scattered strands of hair spilled little by little in her world, and through the strands of hair, she saw the hideous face that appeared behind the strands.

The gray-white world metamorphosed so suddenly, like the skin of a dead body, that people couldn't help but despair.

She vaguely seemed to hear Xia You's voice, but it didn't seem to be, she just watched in a daze as the dead body approached with its mouth wide open.

"Peng!"

The sudden sound made her stunned, and the dead body in front of her was knocked away by the twisted dead body that crashed into her, without warning.

Then the dripping blood gave her a thrill.

Rescued?

She looked up blankly. I saw the figure that was slowly falling. She suddenly remembered that all of them were so familiar.

It seems that at the very beginning of the collapse of the world. She was so desperate that she couldn't move. And then he was brutally saved.

He didn't give up on me?

Saya Takashiro stood up suddenly, she didn't see the expectant figure, but she knew he was coming.

The beautiful princess is able to hold out until the moment the knight arrives! Such a fairy tale is a beautiful fairy tale! "Roar!!"

"Die!!"

Saya Takashiro slammed the pistol with the empty magazine in his hand into the face of the dead body in front of him, lifted his short skirt, and kicked the dead body hard.

The sensation coming from her feet was real, and she kicked it back, maybe just a few more times.

She knew he was here, and he didn't give up on her.

That's enough!

Reach out and pull out the dagger from your lower back. Saya Takashiro slashed a strand of his clothes and tied his hair up with all his might.

It's a pity that there are no mirrors.

Saya Takashiro gritted her teeth and held the dagger across her chest in the face of the dead body that she was roaring again.

It's just a dead body that he slaughtered at will! Who is afraid of you!!

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The rotting smell of dead bodies stinks.

It stinks so much that you can barely remember what you had eaten last time.

Hirano Toda thought so, and the tongue of fire from the gun in his hand smashed the approaching dead body to pieces, and made him think that maybe it was a good thing to forget what he had eaten.

The rhythm of the machine gun made him feel his own heartbeat.

It's so fiery, so powerful.

He felt his sense of existence stronger than ever.

"Roar!!"

The screams of the dead body interrupted him, and the cold night wind also irritated the fat body.

When he saw the sea of dead bodies spreading into the depths of darkness, he found his hands shaking.

The metal in his hand didn't calm him down, and he suddenly saw that Saya Takashiro was in crisis. He was anxious to change the magazine to save them, and he looked down in a panic. The glasses were hit hard by the butt of the gun.

It hurts.

And the whole world is glazed up.

"Calm down... Calm down..."The shattered lenses were crumbling little by little, and there was a smell of blood, and Hirano Toda knew that his world couldn't just fall with it.

"Roar!!"

Weak self-hypnosis is torn apart by screaming and turned into a kind of urgency. He didn't know if it was an auditory hallucination, but he heard Saya Takashihiro's plea for help.

But the magazine hasn't been loaded yet!!

Hirano Toda found that his hands were shaking even more, and sweat dripped down his face and onto his hands, making his fat hands even more slippery.

Hurry up! Hurry up and get it ready!

The corners of his eyes were covered by the glass, and Hirano Toda breathed rapidly, his nose blocking his airways so that he almost screamed.

Can't cry!! Hirano, you can't cry!

With a shout in his heart, Hirano Toda struggled to remember the gun that had been touched hundreds of times in his hand.

M4 carbine. He knew the rate of fire of each of its bullets, it was accurate to the milligram weight, and he could depict the position of each of its screws.

But he couldn't figure out what was going on with the dead bodies!

"Click!"

"Loaded!!"

The sound of the clips fitting was like a sengaku, and Hirano Toda almost roared out with joy.

He couldn't wait to lift the gun, load it, and take aim, he knew that his posture was definitely the most standard, and he knew that he would be able to get that God feeling back.

It wasn't until he was in the scope that he saw the dead body that was blocking his muzzle wide-eyed.

He panicked.

"Bang!"

The exploding dead head was like a berry, and before he could wipe it, the gray hands that tugged at his magazine made him shake from side to side.

"Bang!"

It was the first time he had emptied his gun.

He was confused.

I have never been enthusiastically pulled by so many people like this, but unfortunately the hands on my body are not human hands. He also didn't know when he would become one of them.

There is no resentment, and he knows that he is lucky enough to be alive until now, he just feels very lost.

He remembered the sound and shadow of Xia You blocking countless dead bodies there alone, and he also saw from a distance that he seemed to be rushing this way, he didn't know how Xia You did it.

Why did a few dead bodies catch him off guard like this, and caught them all off guard.

It turned out that when they didn't know, Xia You faced such pressure alone, and it turned out that they didn't know it all along.

It turns out that the survival pressure faced by others is like this, they are really just lucky to meet Xia You, so they can live until now, but they have nothing to help him.

If anything, I'll be a qualified companion, right?

Hirano Toda grabbed the grab with his hand, but his eyes watched as the other hand took out a grenade.

This distance shouldn't hurt them, right?

Hirano Toda put the fuse in his mouth, a little salty, a little cold, and a little shivering.

The sound of teeth hitting metal rang in his ears.

Just hold on until he comes, just like that... I'm kind of useful

Hirano Toda didn't dare to look back, and the great image imagining in his mind made him close his eyes and laugh.

The large body has the advantage of being big, at least so many dead bodies can't pull him down, if it weren't for the tears that seeped into the corners of his mouth were bitter, a qiē would be beautiful.

Goodbye, Saya, goodbye, everyone, goodbye, Natsuyu... Goodbye, great me...

"Fatty!!"

Xia You had just kicked a dead body blocking the way, and he was stunned for a moment when he saw this scene of Hirano Toda, and then couldn't help but roar.

He hated that his current speed was not able to kick the things out of Hirano's mouth right away, and he deeply regretted that he shouldn't have taken their lives emotionally in the first place.

In the first place, I shouldn't have let them come out with me!

"Smack."

The world seemed to have stopped for a moment, and the dark green grenade was raised in the air in a parabola, and someone did what Xia You wanted to do.

It was a yellowish wind.

Hirano Toda was stunned, and Xia Yu also froze.

"Give it to me."

The hand that reached out gently took the gun in Toda's hand in Hirano, and he just opened his red and swollen mouth stupidly, watching the person pick up the guns in his hand as if nothing was there.

There was no moon, but there seemed to be a faint moonlight on the person's body, the pony boots stepped on the ground crisply, the slender and tight stockings gently refracted the brilliance, and the heavy machine gun was gently raised in her hand between the swing of her hands.

Gunshots.

Dead weight fell to the ground.

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(Drill Bonus 2) (To be continued......)