“Can we use chalk to lure them away one by one?” Utaha frowned slightly.
“No.” Yukino’s cute face was cold as she rejected the idea.
“The reason that method worked before was entirely because we were in a relatively enclosed corridor.”
“Ahead of us is an open outdoor area.
Even the slightest sound could trigger a chain reaction.”
“Even though we have guns, and even if we provide support in an emergency, the gunshot sounds would be enough to attract every zombie in the entire parking lot.”
“Then what do we do?”
When everyone heard that, they were once again at a loss.
Right now, what they lacked was someone willing to go out and take the risk.
But with the current situation being so dangerous, who would be willing to risk their life to snatch the vehicle key?
For a moment, everyone fell silent.
They looked at one another, but no one could say anything.
Human nature was selfish.
Everyone present was only a casual acquaintance at best.
Who would be willing to throw away their life to save everyone else?
At that moment…
After carefully observing the entire area, Yuto proposed a solution.
“I have an idea.”
A moment later…
After hearing the plan, everyone was both surprised and delighted.
Just now, they had collectively fallen into habitual thinking.
Because they had kept focusing their attention on the bus driver, they had felt like they were out of options.
But Yuto had merely shifted the perspective and thought of a way to break through the situation.
“Give me your bow and arrows.” Yuto reached out to Yukino.
The latter froze slightly, then immediately took the recurve bow off her back and handed it to him.
“My plan is simple.
We’ll make a feint.
Tie a Molotov cocktail and a fragmentation grenade to an arrow.”
“The explosion from the grenade will be loud enough to attract half the zombies over there…
and at that moment, it’ll be the best chance to rush onto the school bus!”
“Hayama, you lead the team.
Once the explosion goes off, charge forward immediately.”
“Tobe, you and the baseball club members keep an eye on the surroundings at all times.
If zombies approach, use cold weapons to cut them down.
Don’t use guns unless absolutely necessary.”
“Everyone else, obediently follows the group.
Don’t make any noise and attract the zombies’ attention.”
Yuto issued orders methodically, leaving everyone sincerely convinced.
“Is everyone ready?”
After taking a deep breath, he gripped the hunting bow tightly, drew the bowstring, and swiftly tied the ‘hurriedly made’ Molotov cocktail to the arrow shaft.
Then he quickly pulled the pin from the grenade.
Yuto immediately drew the bow and aimed at the densest group of corpses in the farthest area.
“Ready.” Hayato gripped his dagger, his palm covered in sweat.
He raised his head and glanced over, revealing a determined expression.
This time, he absolutely could not make another mistake.
“3…
2…
1!”
Yuto’s gaze focused.
In that instant, he activated his “sword intent” state.
In a flash…
Everything before his eyes seemed to enter slow motion, as if he had entered bullet time.
The ferocious zombies, overturned vehicles, and thick black smoke instantly froze in place.
“Whoosh—!”
The bow bent like a full moon.
The arrow shot out like a shooting star.
The arrow, wrapped with the Molotov cocktail and grenade, tore through the air under Yuto’s precise aim.
Like a streak of black lightning, it fiercely pierced into the densest corner of the distant zombie horde.
Boom!!!!
A blazing fire burst open, like fireworks blooming in full.
Rumble…
The roar of the grenade shook even the ground.
The shockwave swept up shattered stones and rotten flesh, sending them splattering everywhere.
“Roar—!”
Faced with such violent commotion, countless zombies all turned their heads in unison.
Their cloudy eyeballs locked firmly onto the explosion point.
Mad roars squeezed out from their rotten throats.
Like a tide, they continuously surged toward the firelight.
In just a few short seconds, more than half of the zombies surrounding the school bus had moved away.
Everyone watched with their hearts pounding.
Among the zombie horde, there were actually even Special Infected appearing.
“Charge!”
Hayato clenched his dagger, his knuckles turning white from the force, and madly rushed toward the school bus.
Everyone followed closely behind the blond boy, keeping their footsteps as light as possible, while their hearts pounded uncontrollably in their chests.
On the ground covered in brown bloodstains, several zombie remains were still twitching.
Rotten fluid dragged nauseating yellow-green traces across the cement floor.
Every step everyone took felt like stepping on the edge of a blade, but none of them dared to stop.
“Good, everything is going smoothly!”
Having successfully obtained the key and safely rushed into the bus, Hayato held his knees and gasped heavily, his eyes revealing excitement and joy.
However, just as his gaze turned toward the team, when the last few people were about to reach the school bus door…
Above them, where no one had been paying attention…
A zombie vulture suddenly spread its wings and dove down, viciously clawing toward a girl named Suzuki at the rear of the team.
The latter was badly frightened.
Although she barely dodged the zombie vulture’s claw attack thanks to everyone around her warning her…
The backpack on her back accidentally slammed hard into a nearby trash can.
With a crisp “clang,” the sound abruptly pierced through the dead silence.
After missing its attack, the zombie vulture cautiously chose to fly away.
“No!”
Yukino, who was behind them, suddenly stopped in her tracks.
Her expression changed drastically as she looked back in fear.
The next second…
Most of the zombies that had originally been drawn away by the explosion suddenly turned their heads again.
Pair after pair of hollow, lightless eye sockets locked firmly onto everyone.
“Roar!!!!”
Hoarse howls instantly tore through the air.
The zombie horde changed direction once more, all rushing toward them at high speed.
Even more terrifyingly, from deep within the corpse tide, there suddenly came a strange “roar” that made one’s teeth ache.
Immediately afterward…
An abnormally burly, ox-like massive black shadow suddenly charged out from the corpse tide at high speed.
“Damn it, it’s a Charger!”
Yuto’s expression changed sharply.
His back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.
The Charger, due to the distinctive shape of its abnormally developed right arm and its bull-like roar, was nicknamed “Little Tank” by Left 4 Dead players.
This guy usually wore a set of overalls.
Its body was huge, its right hand incomparably massive, while its left hand was extremely small.
It possessed a terrifying impact force.
This Charger’s entire body was covered in purplish-brown rotting flesh.
Its muscles were knotted like steel bars, and its thick right arm was sturdy enough to easily smash car panels flat.
Its skinless head tilted crookedly on its shoulder.
Its cloudy eyeballs rolled white, and its throat emitted nonstop, low, deep roars.
Every step it took shook tiny cracks into the ground.
It was as fast as an out-of-control truck, charging straight at the rear of the group!
Even worse, among the zombie horde, another swaying, obese figure walked out.
“Boomer…”
Yuto’s heart suddenly sank, and his expression became incomparably ugly.
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