Only I Am Not Attacked In A World Overflowing With Zombies

The civic lobby of the city hall was dark, and the shadows of the zombies who had broken in were wandering like ghosts.

The ground floor was not originally used as a zombie intrusion, but a number of human bodies have been left at the expense. There were zombies flocking to them.

While blowing his head off afterwards with a shotgun, Yusuke was uncomfortable with the presence of a zombie that he had never felt before. I've rarely thought of the people in the city hall as my companions, but walking in the midst of knowing faces being corpsed and eaten by zombies is still not pleasant.

The zombies are also going upstairs in search of further prey. There would still be bodies of the first leaders to be sacrificed in the conference room, so they would be gathered there as well.

Walking down the corridor early enough, he shoots a bullet at the zombies who don't even want to see this one. Some hit me, some just turned my body around. If he didn't destroy his head, the zombie would keep moving, but he left it to hit and hardly aim, and Yusuke kept pulling the shotgun trigger.

(You should have headphoned.)

I'm indoors. The echoes of the gunfire are making my ears silly. He didn't have earplugs to capture the signs of his intelligent body, but now he doesn't know how to use them.

But this roar should also be heard around.

Even for the intelligent body.

Yusuke didn't even know whether they would give priority to the foreign body they called themselves or to the refugees.

(I killed three of my people. You hate this one)

Reach the entrance to the government building while getting rid of the zombies on your eyes.

Blow up the zombie that was solidifying in the front door, drop the empty pod and load the next bullet. I went down a short staircase facing the road, and there, across from the front road, I saw several figures.

Are you here?

Yusuke took a small breath.

At a distance, a man in a blurry long coat stared straight at this one.

peeled face of skin. He hangs a jaw on his hips, his eyes pointing this way like a fire.

He's a punk.

Behind me are a few fellow-like intelligent bodies, standing to obey.

Yusuke lowered the muzzle and glanced at the herd of intelligent bodies.

The opponent keeps staring at this one and doesn't make it slight.

Still, the tingly fierce hatred came through.

(... somehow you know how those guys feel. I don't want to know...)

Exhale slowly and tell yourself.

(Just buying time. opponent appropriately and escape)

I'll leave as soon as I'm in danger.

I'll just do it where I can.

Even if we cut through here, the city was going to leave. You won't even see the face of the late moon anymore.

(You wreak havoc on people's territory)

When he blew up the unintelligent zombie who tried to pass by and saw his opponent react to it, Yusuke returned acne in the government building.

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The enemy will probably try to besiege this one. To avoid it, Yusuke moved around the city hall, not staying in one place.

The passage upstairs was dark and only the moonlight from the window lit up at his feet. There were also many hidden places in the dark, and such places proceeded as far as possible avoided.

With so many zombies roaming around, you don't need to worry too much about footsteps. The zombies who sought prey were also up from upstairs, and the city hall was noisy with those noises.

However, it also means that the intelligent body is swamped by normal zombies. Avoid where the zombies are solidified and be careful not to undergo ambushes.

Along the way, I found a room with a different vibe. There was a strong smell of blood from inside and signs of a large number of zombies. A nearby zombie is in there so that it can be sucked through the entrance.

A slight glance from the door revealed who the room was.

I had heard that the leaders who ran City Hall were attacked by men during the meeting. I guess I couldn't even afford to carry the body because of the zombie raid that followed. There were zombies flocking to those left behind.

(Shit...)

Strike your tongue inside.

The floor is in a sea of blood, and the shape of the body is uncertain. It was a sight to revive disgust, but I can't even afford to be exterminating it with a gun.

I gave up and turned my face back. So I had eyes with the zombie of the man who was at the end of the hallway.

Intelligent body.

He runs out here like he's been started.

But it was faster for this one to capture the other.

The shotgun caught his shoulder and splashed pieces of flesh.

The opponent went out of balance and collapsed so that he could let it go.

Yusuke punches his tongue at the appearance.

(I need to aim for my leg)

Damage done, but far from fatal. The shock of the shotgun seems to be slowing the movement of the body, but the opponent is trying to get up while standing back.

Yusuke slid the pump and approached it a few steps while aiming.

You noticed this one was trying to stab the stomach, and the intellect showed an unexpected move.

I tried to escape.

Standing up fluttered, he shows his back relaxed and walks away.

After Yusuke hesitated, he shot a bullet in his back.

The base of his right leg creases, and the man's body crumbles to the floor again.

This deprived me of my mobility.

Yusuke walks further.

I approached the position where I could definitely blow my head off, and as I tried to pull the trigger, a man saw this one.

He had inorganic eyes.

Pull the trigger.

A gunshot sounded and the man's head stirred.

On the floor and the wall, the contents splashed.

…………

Yusuke stuck his hand in his pocket and ran through the bullet.

I was in an uncomfortable mood for the humanity the enemy showed unexpectedly.

(If you're a zombie, make it look like a zombie... Damn, not if it is. We need to move.)

The gunshot broke our position. We have to get out of here in a hurry before the other intelligent bodies come by. Loading the bullets quickly, Yusuke ran out the hallway.

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The enemy also began to grasp the power of Yusuke's shotgun, and it stopped coming from the front.

Instead, one of the intelligent bodies tracks you all the way from a remote location.

Turning the corner, climbing the stairs, and continuing the journey, I couldn't shake it off.

(If they chase you to the fourth floor, you're tough.)

While running, think about the escape route.

It doesn't come close from a certain distance, even as it does in return. I'm guessing you're going to surround me with your people while you capture this position.

As much as I know the structure of the building, this one is still in my favor, but the number of enemies is high. The goal of attracting the intelligence body is achievable, but if you can't get away with it, it's the end of the line. I needed to shake it off somewhere.

Step out of the lounge along the wall onto the balcony and move through the rooftop garden. It's nice to see, so you can't follow me without exposing yourself. I went inside through an emergency exit on the way, alerting the chaser behind me.

Going down the narrow aisle by the road, he went out to the office of the open counter. There is an office desk in the large room. It leaves the atmosphere where it was City Hall because very little has been done about this area of evacuation life.

Yusuke was a little nervous when he noticed something on the other side of the room as he was circling his gaze thinking about where he was going.

Long dark hair floating in the moonlight.

It's a woman.

He stands on a far desk and looks down at this one.

He had a long rod-shaped object in his hand.

……

Yusuke was uncomfortable, pointing the gun at him.

The opponent is exposed to grandeur, but there is a distance this way. There are many obstacles in the way, and this is just a target. I didn't think the intelligent body would commit such a fool.

The next moment, the shadow jumped.

He jumped from row to row at the desk to zigzag as he flicked his sailor clothes skirt and kicked through paperwork and stationery.

"Seriously!

I aim for him, but he was handsome. Little things scattered in the dark blind me, bouncing beside me on the verge of shooting.

Sliding the pump and trying to shoot a second shot, a strong chill ran.

A woman was swinging her long stuff and about to throw it over here.

Impact sound.

He crouched slightly and hid at the desk, but a spear stood on the overhead wall. The dust on the shattered walls is scattered.

There were signs right next door.

It moved with selflessness.

"Rah!

Replace the shotgun and slap the stock as you stand up.

The woman who was about to land at the desk, her eyes matched those of an open eye. Stock hits his torso decently, and the jumped woman's body rolls off across the desk.

(Don't stab me!

It was clear that the enemy in front of us was a threat. I put up a gun and tried to go around the desk, but along the way, another body of intelligence appeared from behind me.

(Shit!)

The shotgun I have now can only load up to three rounds. If we run out of ammo, we'll see a big gap.

The woman gave up at the beginning and ran to another exit, towing her new intelligence body at gunpoint.

When I went outside, there was another shadow at the end of the hallway.

The distance is far, but the enemy is gathering.

(Yabe)

He looked around and ran out in a shadowless direction.

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I took out one of my intelligence bodies on the way out, but I was almost fortunate enough to be helped. He was attacked as he tried to escape through the civic gallery and pulled the trigger at once. I happened to blow my head off, but if I had taken it off, they would have caught me.

On several other occasions, there were dangerous situations.

Yusuke sits by the door of the underground parking lot with a rough breath.

(Ah shit......)

Hold a shotgun so you can shoot at any time, deafen your ears and explore the signs.

I'm interrupted by my own heartbeat pulsing with dokudoku, but even after a while, I didn't hear any footsteps coming down the stairs.

The enemy seems to have managed.

That's it.

I didn't really reduce my intelligence body, but I bought a lot of time. It will be tidal time.

Escape by bike from the underground parking lot.

Remove the light by hand from the bag that was on his shoulder and tape it around the barrel of the gun.

I remember where you park your bike, but the basement is a complete darkness. The lights were also needed to avoid accidental strikes. If we get out of the city, we won't have to use this shotgun anymore.

When he was ready, Yusuke stood up.

The underground parking lot was quiet.

There is vast darkness around.

Only a few spaces ahead illuminate the lights, but from the dark, that should stand out like the lighthouse lights. No wonder they attacked me from anywhere. My feet get faster for feeling defenseless. Set up a shotgun and proceed for a small run, driving away the shadows of cars and columns with lights.

The bike was in the right place as I remember it.

(Hmm...)

Unexpectedly breathe relief.

Put your stuff on quickly and span the bike.

The last time I checked the perimeter, I turned the key.

The engine didn't start.

(What?)

Turn it again, but it doesn't respond at all.

There can't be a malfunction. Maintenance was not always lacking.

When I got off the seat and put a light on the body of the vehicle, the engine part had been destroyed to be screwed off.

(.................. na)

Stunning turned into agitation.

(Oh, got ahead of me!? No, you can tell this is my bike...)

So with the war, Yusuke remembered one sight.

Boy.

On college campus, when I first encountered it.

He was watching this bike.

In front of the main entrance to the campus, under a burning tree line.

So I rode the bike and looked like Yusuke confronting himself.

The next moment, a slaughter came from the dark.

I tried to fall down every motorcycle and barely avoided it. The cowl hits the concrete and a loud echo sounds.

The signs of the enemy were right around the corner. I can't even get a decent posture, hurting my body, rolling over the concrete just out of my mind. The light of the light dances the darkness.

Get yourself up at a distance and raise the muzzle of the shotgun.

Before that, there was a shooting sound from the enemy.

(Huh!?

The explosion sounds that follow.

A heat wave and a blast slammed him in the face, Yusuke reflexively covering his face with his arm.

The tympanic membrane becomes painful and paralyzed.

When I finally opened my eyes, the sight of underground parking was rising in flames.

It was Yusuke's motorcycle that was on fire.

With that on his back, a man stood.

A shredded side of cheek meat.

A burning orbit.

He is under wind pressure on his back, stirring his coat, while observing this one. On his left hand he lowered his hammer and on his right he had a small, controlled pistol.

The man threw away his pistol just as he had been used, and walked out here under the flaming lights.

Yusuke, who was suddenly in a state of self-loss, returned it to me.

(Crap!

Point the shotgun muzzle, pull the trigger.

But they got away just before they fired. The rays were blocked by columns and the bullets remained scattered with concrete fragments.

……

Yusuke is awkward.

The situation was getting worse.

The bag with the spare bullets is left by the motorcycle and the fire is already going to burn. Recovery was out of the question because of the possibility of an outbreak, and it was dangerous to be nearby.

The remnants in your pocket are five or six rounds.

There is no more escape than the destruction of a motorcycle. Only fueled cars are left in the underground parking lot today.

…………

As they penetrate your head, twitch and your heart gets cold.

As I grinned at this rush, a shadow of a man ran from pillar to pillar.

I tried to pull the trigger reflexively, but I stuck where I was in danger.

I can't waste another shot.

If we run out of ammo, we'll kill him.

Even as we remain confronted here, things get worse.

The place is too open. There are many blind spots in the dark.

If more enemies come from above, nothing will happen.

(... Huh!

In an effort to contain the rising sense of impatience, Yusuke rushed out to the ground with a shotgun that turned into a lifeline.