Faced with these useless pig-like teammates…
Hayato could only wearily rub his temples and let out a heavy sigh.
He felt that the number of times he had sighed in an entire year combined was not as many as today.
“According to the map, this city doesn’t have a cafeteria, so survival supplies definitely won’t be enough.”
“If we don’t plan to use this school as a base, then we have to leave quickly.”
“According to the map, there should be a dedicated parking lot at the school gate.
The only question is whether there are any vehicles there that we can use to leave.”
Seeing that Yuto had not spoken, Hayato took the initiative to make a suggestion.
“Yuto-kun, before we leave, I hope you can teach us how to use guns properly.”
The Hunter had left far too deep a shadow over everyone.
They had guns but still found it difficult to kill enemies, all because they did not know how to fire steadily.
Beginner shooters often overlooked one point: shooting did not only test eyesight and grip strength, but also placed extremely high demands on mental fortitude.
The shot in that instant was abnormally loud.
Being shaken until one’s ears rang and vision blurred was completely normal.
The powerful recoil from the firearm alone was enough to give everyone a hard time.
It was as if a barb had lodged itself in Hayato’s heart.
He absolutely did not want to experience that kind of situation again.
“Fine.” Yuto nodded.
This was also what he had in mind.
From now on, he planned to lead this group of students through militarized management.
He would use strict discipline to restrain them.
Those who could not handle it could get out of the team.
In any case, he did not need useless people.
“With your marksmanship, it’s impossible for you to make a leap in improvement in a short time.” Yuto took out the Beretta M9 and demonstrated.
“So, I’m going to teach you the Mozambique Drill.”
The so-called “Mozambique Drill” was a close-range shooting technique.
This technique required the shooter to rapidly fire two shots at the target’s torso first, then immediately aim at the head and fire one follow-up shot.
The first two shots violently suppressed the target’s ability to move.
The final shot ensured that the target’s activity was completely terminated.
For complete beginners, asking them to headshot zombies in a short time was basically impossible.
Everyone listened very seriously.
After all, this was a life-saving technique.
Under Yuto’s careful teaching, they finally managed to grasp the basics of firing a gun.
At the very least, they would not be so clueless that they did not even know how to release the safety, or act like headless flies when facing infected.
“Let’s go.
We’re leaving the school!”
They walked out of the teachers’ office.
Everyone went straight down through the remaining three floors. This chapter was taken from g.com without permission.
There were not too many zombies on the lower three floors.
The clearing process went fairly smoothly.
Although Yuto was basically the one opening the path, Hayato and a few other braver boys also gritted their teeth and tried chopping at zombies, finally having their first kill.
At last, they were not quite so terrified of zombies anymore.
After walking out of the school building…
The air outside carried a suffocating heaviness that made people uncomfortable.
A dim yellow sun hung weakly in the sky.
It was as if the sun itself had been infected by the apocalypse, casting down a dull light.
The weather at the end of November was already quite cold in America.
The breaths everyone exhaled formed faint mist in midair.
A thin layer of white frost had already accumulated on the ground.
They had to walk extremely carefully to avoid attracting the zombies’ attention.
“It’s so cold…
It’s way too cold outside!”
How could these pampered students have ever suffered this kind of treatment?
They were all shivering from the cold.
After all, before arriving in this place, everyone had been in warm April weather.
But with Yuto present, no one dared to act spoiled like before.
Everyone could only endure the cold and move forward cautiously.
According to the map, they needed to pass through the courtyard and the second school building blocking the way before they could reach the school gate and search the surrounding area for a parking lot or usable vehicles.
For a distance of just over a hundred meters, everyone walked until the soles of their feet were sweating, and it actually took them almost fifteen minutes.
As they gradually approached, the view before their eyes also opened up.
There were parking lots on both sides inside the school gate.
This could be considered rare good news.
Having reached this point, everyone could already clearly see the streets outside.
Even though they were mentally prepared, everyone was still frightened by the apocalyptic scene before them.
There were clearly more than twice as many zombies wandering the streets as there had been inside the campus.
Within a radius of a hundred meters, just the standing and wandering zombies alone numbered at least over a hundred by visual estimate.
Some of these disgusting things were simply standing in place, dazed.
Others were densely gathered together, squatting on the ground and wolfing down the remains of nameless corpses, with all kinds of flies buzzing chaotically around them.
The ground was covered in corpses, severed limbs, and broken arms.
Blood and internal organs could be seen everywhere on the road.
Wrecked cars lay overturned and scattered all over the place.
The engines of several vehicles were still emitting thick black smoke. Read this novel at g.com for the best experience.
At a glance, it was obvious that during the outbreak of the plague, horrific car accidents had occurred due to panic.
The air was filled with all kinds of pungent smells: rot, blood, burning gasoline, and more.
To the east side of the street, the road had already been completely blocked by several hundred piled-up cars.
There was also congestion to the west, but it was not as terrible as the east side.
As long as they drove carefully, they should be able to leave the campus safely.
“Look!”
Suddenly…
Yukino, who was standing beside him, raised her hand and signaled to Yuto.
Yuto lifted his eyes and looked over, revealing a pleasantly surprised expression.
To the right of the school gate, roughly thirty meters away, there was actually a dark yellow school bus parked there.
Judging from the number of seats, it should be able to carry around forty-five people, enough to take everyone away.
“I hope the school bus still has enough fuel.”
For now, Yuto could only place his hopes on the school bus still being able to start properly.
Although the school bus in front of them had knocked down a utility pole, the shell of an American school bus was quite durable.
Even after crashing like this, it had only left the hood slightly deformed.
At this moment, the school bus’s door happened to be open.
Inside the bus were several student-like zombies, their faces pressed against the windows as they made meaningless biting motions.
At the entrance of the bus, three zombies were squatting around each other on the ground, messily gnawing on a male corpse whose expression still retained traces of terror.
The latter’s crimson internal organs had been pulled out, dripping and spilling all over the ground.
Even from this far away, the pungent stench of decay still drilled into everyone’s noses.
Judging from the torn clothes on the corpse being eaten…
This person was most likely the school bus driver, and a keyring just happened to be hanging from the belt at his waist.
The bus key was among them.
“Gulp!”
Itou Makoto swallowed a mouthful of saliva in fear.
The stench of corpses nearly made him vomit.
Beside him, Sawanaga Taisuke tightly covered his friend’s mouth, afraid that this guy would be unable to hold back and vomit, dragging everyone else down with him.
Even Taisuke felt that his friend was far too useless.
Yuto and the others pressed themselves against the inner side of the wall about twenty meters from the school gate, quietly discussing countermeasures.
“What do we do?
The key is on the driver, but there are so many zombies gathered around him!”
Tobe Kakeru was impatient by nature.
Seeing that their hope of escape was right in front of them, yet they were just one step short, he was so anxious that quite a bit of sweat appeared on his forehead.
“We need to send someone to take the risk and grab the key.” Hayato voiced his thoughts.
“A distance of around thirty meters isn’t far, but there are at least a dozen zombies gathered around it.
Once someone carelessly makes any noise, the other zombies will immediately swarm over.”