At Highschool of the dead in the apocalypse

"The revolver used by the police has a capacity of 5 rounds, as long as the strange zombie is still within the range of normal creatures, it should be able to shoot the head with one shot!"

The eyes under the black-rimmed glasses suddenly burst into a burst of light, and Hirano Toda suppressed the excitement in his heart, looked up and looked up at the zombies who were fighting with Hiroi Naga on the road, and when they didn't notice this, he moved cautiously with the sound of footsteps.

......

Click~

Listening to the sound of the chain breaking on his side, Jing Haoyong, who knew that he didn't have much time, swung the knife a little faster.

Jing Haoyong's twisting body and swinging the knife were extremely fast, and it could be said that he was already preparing when the zombies behind him moved, and the process was also done in one go without the slightest superfluous action.

While twisting his body to dodge the zombie's claws, the long knife in his hand was already approaching the neck of the zombie in front of him, which seemed to be everything that had been rehearsed, like a zombie sending his head to his knife.

And after the zombie who pounced forward found that he had pounced into the air again, he suddenly remembered how he had been injured just now.

After discovering a series of movements of this human being, he relied on his first-order reaction speed to twist his body as hard as he could.

It stands to reason that as a zombie with a first-order life [Min] type specialty, in the face of Jing Haoyong's slash, even if he doesn't have time to dodge, he can avoid the vital point, which is something that can definitely be done.

But while it smells death, it also forgets that it is not in its prime.

As I twisted my body, I felt a sharp pain all over my body.

This zombie had a momentary pause in his movements because of the severe pain, although it was only for a moment, but it was still caught by Jing Haoyong This fleeting opportunity.

Poof!

The sharp blade slashed into the fragile neck of the zombie without hindrance under the tremendous force of the knife held by Jing Haoyong.

Immediately afterwards, dark red stinky blood spurted out like a small fountain, and the burst of plasma splashed most of Jing Haoyong's body.

didn't have time to care about the slimy feeling on his body, Jing Haoyong, who was half-turning, stared at the zombie who had broken free from most of the chains with his sideways face and eyes.

The long knife that was originally swung from the bottom to the top was after cutting off the zombie's head. Holding the knife in both hands, he flipped his grip downward, completely ignoring the stinging arm, and swung the long knife downwards again.

The long knife sliced through the air, and the strong wind that it brought with it as it passed over the side of his face ruffled Jing Haoyong's broken hair that was stuck together from the dark red zombie blood.

Click~

The pitch-black chains that bound the zombies let out an overwhelming wail because of the zombies' violent struggles, and the chains with the thickness of fingers broke one after another.

And before the zombie broke the chain and completely got out of trouble, the long knife with the viscous blood of the zombie just now was already approaching the zombie's head.

The zombie, who felt the intense death crisis, struggled even harder, and when the blade that flashed with sharp cold light was about to slash into its head, the chains forged by exhausting all of Jing Haoyong's spiritual power finally shattered.

The zombie who had returned to activity !! "Roar"

raised its head high, its red eyes with obvious rage, and roared with a huge mouth that reached the root of its ears, and five bony claws like daggers swung towards the long knife that was about to cut it at the gale.

The

claws collided with the long knife, and the sparks that burst out shone faintly and fell to the ground before disappearing.

And Jing Haoyong, whose spiritual power was exhausted and his physical strength was about to be exhausted, the long knife in his hand was pressed lower and lower by the huge power of the zombie in front of him, and the sweat flowing from his forehead fused with the zombie blood splashed on his face, and it dripped on the ground across the side of his face, forming a small pool of dark red water stains.

And at the moment when the two sides wrestled with each other, the zombie's throat, which had been calm because of the chains, rolled again.

When he watched the zombie's head and neck adjust its direction slightly, Jing Haoyong, who already had a bad feeling in his heart, had his pupils shrinking suddenly, and he turned his head sideways to avoid it the moment the zombie's big mouth full of stench and blood opened.

A thumb-thick scarlet tube swept across Jing Haoyong's face, causing a gust of fishy wind.

And the distance between the two was so close that Jing Haoyong could even see the fine foam formed by the slime sticking on the scarlet mouthparts.

Jing Haoyong, who had walked on the line of life and death, turned his head sideways to avoid the zombie and retracted the mouthparts in his mouth.

I watched it want to do it again. Hurriedly stepped back, trying to distance himself first.

But the long knife in his hand was tightly pulled by the zombie's claws, and he couldn't pull it, and Jing Haoyong also heard a slight squeak.

Looking at the zombie's mouth that has been reopened, Jing Haoyong only has two choices now, either abandon the knife and open the distance, but this choice will make his future battle extremely difficult, or gamble once, bet that he can avoid this attack, and then gather all his strength to shake the zombie's claws on his long knife, but Jing Haoyong doesn't know how much success rate it has.

Jing Haoyong, who was slightly panting and sweating like rain, stared at the scarlet mouthparts that had popped out of the zombie's mouth, and decided to gamble in his heart.

If you lose the weapon in your hand, then what awaits you will only be a slow death, and the current situation can no longer allow you to take half a step back, and only a death battle can have a glimmer of life.

But at the moment when the zombie mouthparts were fired, when Jing Haoyong turned his head to dodge, a gunshot that Jing Haoyong had long forgotten suddenly sounded in the alley.

Bang!

Jing Haoyong, who had already tilted his head slightly, looked at the orange-yellow bullet with a white spiral of qi aimed at the back of the zombie's head, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Although I didn't think that this bullet could hit a first-order [Min] type zombie with a nerve reaction speed far beyond ordinary people at a distance of forty or fifty meters, it at least created an opportunity for myself.

And the same is true of the zombie that was targeted, listening to the familiar sound behind it and the strong sense of danger coming from it, how could it not know that it was the movement caused by the black bump.

Although according to the accuracy of the previous few people, it didn't feel that this shot could hit itself, but it still subconsciously raised its head and withdrew its mouthparts that had been poked out, and turned its head to dodge.

Just when both sides thought that the bullet was about to miss, Jing Haoyong's arm at this time had already exerted a slight force, and he was about to shake open the claws that were clutching his long knife.

Unexpectedly, the head of the zombie who turned its head to avoid the bullet shattered like a watermelon that had been hit hard.

The scattered dark red plasma and the unknown brain tissue soaked Jing Haoyong, who was closest to the zombie, in an instant.