Infinite Gentleman

"No problem, sir!" Hirano Toda replied, raising the nail gun in his hand, pulling the trigger, and then a zombie fell down.

"..." By the sincere side, Dudao Kongzi walked slowly. She resisted the urge to rush out for wanton slaughter, swallowed her saliva, and guarded sincerity.

"It's like Samurai Ji, Senior Sister." Sincerely said softly: "But I'm not that fragile... What you have to do is not to protect me, but to observe-against those special zombies.

They are the existence that ordinary guards cannot cope with. If they tear the front line, the situation will become very bad. "

"I know too, but..."

"Is it better to kill the weak wantonly, or is it better to fight the strong, Sister Kongzi?" asked sincerely.

"I get it." Dudao Kongzi nodded. Say so.

Next, the battle began. The guards lined up in groups of five pass through the gaps of cars.

Because there are too many vehicles gathered here, it is impossible to form the kind of large square array with dozens of people in a row. Can only act in groups.

As time goes by, the distance between the crowd and the zombies gets closer and closer. There were some sporadic zombies along the way, and they were killed by the shooting team's nail guns and pistols without waiting for a sincere order.

To be honest, this makes sincere not quite satisfied-he originally wanted to let go of a few zombies and practice hands for the close team.

Although I said it well before, it's another matter to actually do it. As time went by, the members of the melee team, who had been sincerely encouraged by their morale, fell a little bit, and their mood became very bumpy-using weapons-even spears-to fight against zombies. The courage required is far greater than shooting with a gun. What's more, they have no experience at all.

then.

Scream.

The first confrontation between the Citizens Guard, which had been established for less than three hours, and the zombies began with a hysterical scream.

Although sincerity has tried to make them courageous as much as possible before, they are still scared when the matter comes. After screaming, their bodies are stiff, trembling, and their brains are blank. They are about to be attacked by zombies. Pour, then kill-this is likely to cause a knock-on effect, causing most people to collapse together.

Seeing this scene, sincerely gritted his teeth and cursed a bastard, then jumped onto the roof of a car and rushed over at the fastest speed. While adjusting it down, he swung the sword in his hand and cut off the zombie who was throwing at the man. Head.

Blood gushes out, splashing on sincerity——

"Idiot! Don't stand stupid! Do what I taught you before!" shouted sincerely.

Although the other party is a teenager older than himself. But he still yelled without hesitation.

The blood covered in blood, the sincerity of holding the sword tightly, and the twitching zombies lying on the ground beside him formed a powerful shock.

Although the other party is younger than himself, even though the other party is just a student, the middle-aged man can't help but tensed his body and shouted in fear:

"Yes, the former captain of the battlefield!"

"Attention everyone!" Sincerely raised the loudspeaker and shouted:

"This is not joking! This is not playing! This is war! In war, cowards are always the first to die! The brave is always the winner! Give me seriousness! If you don't want to die, give me courage! Listen! Is it there yet?!"

Saying this, he sincerely cut off the head of a zombie with a backhand. The thin and light Tachiblade skillfully cuts in from the joints of the neck joints, minimizing the wear of the blade and the possibility of breaking the blade.

Roaring sincerely. The members of the security team who heard his voice finally calmed down.

Then, the unilateral killing began.

A group rescued by sincerity felt ashamed first, and then felt fear—fear and shame then turned into anger.

After they left sincerely, they faced another zombie that was coming over, and finally mustered the courage, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Holding the lancet in his hand tightly, aiming at the head of the staggering zombie, slammed it over.

It is different from the "best state" sincerely thought, that is, the frontal fighters attack, and the support on both sides is different. Facing the zombies that swooped over, almost everyone had the illusion that the zombie was coming at him. So the naginata that stabbed the zombie was not one, but plural. Two, three, or even more.

They shouted to cheer themselves up, and stab them with all their strength. In the crisp sound of broken bones and the sap of smashed watermelon, the head of the zombie was stabbed, from the eye sockets, from the cheekbones, from the forehead... the pale white brain plasma mixed with dark red blood spewed , The movement of the zombie stopped abruptly.

"Success! I killed this monster! I killed it!!"

Seeing the zombies that fell to the ground and flopped twice and stopped moving, the recruits of the garrison were stunned for two times, and then they were rushed to their heads by a huge sense of joy and accomplishment. I just feel like I have done something great and important--

It turns out that things are as simple as that, the so-called monsters are just that. As the captain said, they have no intelligence, are very slow, and are very easy to kill.

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Chapter 28—Feeling Hope

"Don't be silly, go on!"

The sincere shouts brought these new recruits to their senses for the first time experiencing the excitement of killing. These people were very angry and responded loudly and confidently. The speed of killing has accelerated a lot-although more zombies were killed by shooting teams who were better at killing, the battlefield was sincere, and masters such as Poison Island Kyoko-especially those special-type zombies that were faster- However, this success has stimulated more people.

"This, these people who claim to have been authorized by the government to form... Uh, the City Citizen Guard Team... It seems that it really seems to have prevented the advancement of those... zombies."

The young lady reporter who watched this scene was a little unbelievable, hesitating reporter. At the same time, the "behavior" of the sincere and others was also broadcast live to thousands of households with the cameras of the TV interview team.

"It's incredible..."

"Who gave him the right to do this?! These are all illegal!"

"It's too violent, those are patients... this is a crime!"

Most of the people hiding at home and guarding the TV nervously have not yet turned from the "normal thinking mode." After seeing this scene, most people felt unbelievable and incorrect—especially after they heard that the leader of this so-called garrison organization was a high school student.

"Order the police on the scene to stop them!"

In the intermittent communication, such a discordant voice came from the horse.

The city government system has collapsed. But the bureaucrats from higher levels made this choice in the first place:

"Why let these ordinary citizens mess around? Who is in charge of the scene? Why not stop?!

Hurry up and collect their weapons, disband their organization, and then—"

Listening to the other side of the communicator, the boss who claimed to be his boss used his butt to come up with a speech. The old police officer who had just reached a tacit understanding with sincerity snorted and smiled sarcastically involuntarily:

"Then let them be killed by zombies?"

"..." The bureaucrat on the opposite side was stunned for a few seconds, but he didn't expect a police officer in one place to dare to speak to himself like this.

Feeling insulted, he blushed, and wanted to accuse him with a harsher tone, threatening to expel him, dismiss him, and even "kill him in minutes"-he heard a rush of communication interruption from the opposite side. sound.

Obviously, the other party has no intention of communicating with himself.

"Asshole, lawless! These mobs—it's—"

The bureaucrat in charge of the matter cursed a few words, then turned around: "You said--"

Wanting to get the resonance of his subordinates and colleagues, he was horrified to discover one thing. Those guys had become convulsed, staggering, without thinking, and regarded living people as prey. The living dead.

"What, what—"

The bureaucrat felt great panic: "Here, obviously..."