How To Be Misunderstood as a Villain in a Zombie Apocalypse

Chapter 4. Lambert Drive (10)

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A stew pot in which the ingredients rise and fall as it boils. When he entered the village of Lambert, he thought of Camilla.

A burning smell, flames soaring here and there, cars colliding in a chain, exploding LPG gas cylinders….

Camilla thought that the strange hunger caused her to fantasize nonsense.

But she also knew it was her self-deception. That the situation in front of her was so absurd that it was a pitiful attempt to make sense of it by caricaturing it.

Everyone was laughing.

She laughed while shooting her gun and getting hit. Everyone was laughing when they rode their bikes through the air, when trucks collided with each other in a power struggle, when they threw Molotov cocktails over the guard posts and shot those who ran out while burning.

Every member of the gang looked refreshed. It was so hard to protect something precious that he looked as relieved as when he finally broke it with his own hands.

‘They have no intention of living.’

It seemed as if the shadow was holding Camilla’s ankle and stretching it.

“Sister Camilla! What should I do!”

Her man with her rifle shook her. Camilla came to her senses. Blinking her eyes to erase the tears.

“The situation is too dangerous! It’s a melee! Those guys, killing each other isn’t enough, they’re destroying this village!”

“Cannot locate prisoners!”

Mouth. Mouth. Mouth. Those mouths visible under the balaclava. Camilla is terrified.

‘Why, why are you entrusting your thoughts to me? You guys and me are the same do whatever you want. Why do you keep giving me the right to decide?’

The shadow under her feet whispers and giggles.

– Yes, it was you who asked me to come. Didn’t I tell you to go find someone? Brave Camilla.

– The red-maned warhorse, the hero of the country, the red-haired Camilla. Well, you’re good at it. Postpone it hurry. Pretend to be strong Warrior’s Guide, Camilla!

Camilla said she wanted to shout. ‘Please, someone give me orders instead of me.’

“Me. I am… I am….”

“Yes? I beg your pardon?”

“Sister! Look at that! I can see the Disease Bureau vehicle!”

It really was. I saw a line of vehicles with the emblem of the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention clearly stamped.

I turned on the siren and sounded the clock line, but for some reason I couldn’t get out and only went forward and backward.

“The front and back alleys are blocked! It must have been a collision! I can’t get out of that!”

It was like a rat trapped in a poison.

“The movement of the car is a bit strange. Aren’t you shot?”

It was definitely sluggish somewhere. Camilla increased the magnification of her binoculars.

There was no driver. I felt like I was about to scream, but I held it in and took a closer look. It was seen resting on her steering wheel. It was the toes that wiggled and squirmed.

“… Are you driving with your feet? Why?”

A wind blew just in time and the smoke cleared. When the visibility was secured, I could see the inside of the car a little better. People lay in layers, some driving the steering wheel with their feet, others stepping on the pedals instead.

The person in the passenger seat opened his mouth eagerly. It seemed to be giving driving instructions, but the posture with the back off the seat looked very uncomfortable.

‘Handcuffs. Those guys are in handcuffs. He was tied up with his hands behind his back. That’s why you’re struggling like that. Prisoners are right!’

All three vehicles were identical. Although the cars look relatively sturdy, they aren’t strong enough to push away the scrap metal blocking the road.

“Get down!”

Reflexively, all the Liberation Corps members prostrated themselves. There was the sound of something smashing, and a column of water stretched from behind to the front.

It is water mixed with tear gas mixed with acrid smell. A smell that everyone in the Liberation Army hates. The smell I will never forget until I die.

An armored fire truck emerged through the dust.

I don’t know what they did to the engine, but it’s maintaining power even with the armor plate attached like that.

Even a bulldozer wedge was attached to the front. The crane was bobbing back and forth, firing water cannons in all directions, as if it was manually operated in the car.

Five people flew away at once. The wooden walls were crushed and splintered as if they had been hit by a fist, and then the ceiling collapsed. Even if it was a temporary building, it was grotesquely powerful.

“… Let us write that. With that, you can push the cars blocking the road and clear the way.”

“But how?”

“I’ll give you a ride, get ready!”

Liberation Corps members jumped over the rooftop like squirrels. Poop, choking, bullets whizzing past them. Debris flew from the collapsing house in the explosion.

“Kuu!”

Camilla staggered for a moment after being hit by shrapnel in her back.

“Sister!”

“I didn’t get shot. Run, come on!”

Of course, the right wing was hit straight. It wasn’t strong enough to pierce a bulletproof vest, but the heat in his muscles was unusual.

The fire engine rolled into the street, leisurely like a tyrant. They were shooting through the gun’s eyeballs from inside the car, so the flames of the guns were clearly visible.

Of course, you can’t pierce a much lower muzzle on top of a building. However, the armor plate was thick and sturdy. To the extent that you can aim for a ricochet.

Camilla decided to take a bet on that. Her comrades confirmed that they had finished her ambush and raised her rifle.

“Goddess of Hunger.”

Camilla believed in her own K11 SWS rifle. She recalled her shooting instructor’s words that if she believed in a gun, she would surely reciprocate. But as soon as she landed on her shoulder, a piercing pain came through her shoulder.

“All, give me your seal, patience.”

Makes the rifle stick to the body more strongly. When the shoulder strap shakes, the gun also shakes. Faith must be shown by actions, not thoughts. How much she believes in you, you have to express it. The gun must be reassured.

“When I, I am in pain, when I am in pain.”

Two flames flicker alternately in the gun’s eyeball. Carefully, lower the muzzle slightly. The corner of the muzzle, where bulletproof plates are firmly welded, forming a strange slope.

“In addition to the last breath, breath!”

Two gunshots. Two bullets hit the slope with a kicking sound and ricocheted.

“Ahh.”

A gang member who was hit by a ricochet fired a gun without realizing it. The gun, which has no recoil control, dances around and around. Blood spurts out of the muzzle, like sauce leaking out when you press down on a sandwich.

Camilla quickly turned her gun to her driver’s seat. This bulletproof plate was denser. It was blocked with a round hole, like a perforated board. But the gap is smaller than a bullet, so this is enough.

“I will give it back!”

One foot. Grinding and enduring the muscle tearing pain, I put one more foot in the same spot. The first shot cracks the bulletproof glass. The ensuing bullet shatters the glass and lodges itself in the driver’s shoulder.

The steering wheel was bent, but the speed was so slow and the car body was heavy that it did not roll sideways. Instead, it slipped all the way and destroyed a nearby house.

The driver’s seat and passenger’s seat open, and the hand holding the gun crawls out like a snail’s antenna. The liberation fighters kicked the door open. Arm caught between car and door misses gun. The crew opens the door and shoots inside. Take the beehived body out.

“Tayo, sister!”

Liberation Corps members threw smoke bombs and signal flares. A smoke screen covered Camilla’s body, and flares illuminated her path. She jumped down and Camilla settled between her driver’s seat and the passenger’s seat.

Sound the siren. Klaxons also ring. Like a rabid rhinoceros rushing forward, the fire engine, covered in dust and building debris, rushes forward and pushes the cars blocking the road.

『Disease Crisis Management Bureau vehicle, Disease Crisis Management Bureau vehicle! We are part of the Elza Liberation Front! I’ll clear the way, so follow me! I repeat! We are the Elza Liberation Front! I’ll open the way, so get out!”

A short and long cracking sound was heard from the control station vehicle. It was a sign that he understood. The man with the rifle swung the steering wheel. The operator sitting in the passenger seat raised and lowered various levers.

“Oh, now I understand!”

When the

Button was pressed, water spread forward. He blew back the gang that was rushing forward. The fire engine is moving again. Pushing the metal and building fragments that blocked the way, I moved forward and forward.

“There’s a bureau car behind me! Keep going!”

Woo-wook Shu.

I heard an eerie sound. Bang! I heard an explosion. Everyone in the car covered their ears. A strange moan spread as the iron frame broke. Kwaah, tear gas came out in all directions.

Thump! The smashed crane tumbled over the side of the fire engine.

“… It’s an RPG!”

I saw a gang member standing in the way. On the white coat, the gold lettering ‘Angel of Explosion’ was dazzling. I put the RPG on my shoulder and aimed at the fire engine.

No matter how ironclad it is, this is not a fire tank. It will break through without a hitch.

At that time.

A black van came crashing through the building next to it. The gang member ran straight into the wall.

The rocket launched into the air exploded in vain. The text “Emergency cash transport vehicle” Written on the van was clear.

The driver’s seat is open. Two people, a man and a woman, tumbled down. For some reason, they were punching each other.

However, it was the woman who got her victory. She wrapped her legs around the man’s waist and buried her face in his chest. With breasts that big, it would be possible to suffocate, Camilla thought absurdly.

“… Is that woman wearing a CDC jumper?”

However, the man’s strength was quite modest. In that state, he lifted the woman up and got back into the driver’s seat.

Camilla couldn’t take her eyes off the pink princess bag attached to the man’s back.

“Step on it!”

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“Get out of the way because you can’t see!”

I tried to throw it away while screaming, but if I did, I think I’d be dragged down as well. This woman, power is no joke. Incredibly strong.

“The liar lies again. You can see Cassandra’s breasts.”

Besides, it’s crazy.

“Because I can only see my chest! You have to look ahead! Don’t stroke my hair, get out of the way, little! Both will die!”

I was stupid. I should have shot him in the first place. I couldn’t do that because my arm hurt from carrying things to the van in the garage.

Instead, I threw it away and jumped into the driver’s seat. There was no problem up to that point. The problem with this woman was that her arm strength and her grip strength were unexpected.

She inserted her knife through the crack in the driver’s door and opened the door in an instant. It was trying to get on top of me, so I was confused and stepped on the pedal.

The van gliding along hit something with a bang and I should be able to see. She tumbles out of her driver’s seat side by side, and when she tries to throw her, she now grabs her upper body with her legs and her arms.

“Eight, really!”

Her bullets go past her ears, but this woman doesn’t seem to be aware of that. She lifted her up and got into the driver’s seat.

It’s difficult. The road is a mess. Cassandra’s body swings up and down as she sits on my thigh. The pressure on her chest is getting stronger, but the bottom of her is also not easy.

“Cassandra sad. It’s bad to say she dies. Stop talking bad.”

“I’m going to choke to death!”

“Ah, envy. John stabs Cassandra in her chest and dies. Cassandra dies when her heart is pierced by a steel bar. Alas, she’s only riding next to an inexperienced driver, and she dies. Poor Cassandra. Who will ring the bell and put on the coffin for me? I haven’t had a boyfriend before and I’m leaving like this. Ah, fleeting youth. Be pitiful.”

I can’t. Have to shoot

But the weapon is the problem. The rifle is too long and gets stuck on his chin. The M4 is a bit short compared to that, but it’s all the same.

Boom, bang! I don’t know what’s going on next to me. Barely avoids the wall and moves in a crippled manner. Even so, she reached out with her right hand and grabbed the M4 that was resting on the passenger seat.

Deuk Deuk! As the car vibrates up and down, the bullets fly out randomly.

“Aagh!”

Looks like someone got hit. Unfortunately, not Cassandra. Cassandra whispered as she rocked her body up and down.

“John. I’ll give you a choice. Cassandra has a very big heart.”

“What else are you talking about?”

“Either keep Cassandra, or have her as a pet. She chooses one of the two. What do you like?”

“I hate everything.”

“Then what do you want to do, John? You probably have something you want to do too. What do you live for, what do you fight for, what do you… Are you staying by Cassandra’s side like this? Not leaving the side of this bad, mean woman.”

What should I say to a woman who talks nonsense while making eye contact, holding her cheeks with her palms? First of all, the horse in the back doesn’t seem worth dealing with.

It’s a purpose, is there anything special?

“I’m going to get out of here.”

“So?”

“I will live and not die even at the end of the world.”

Cassandra looks blankly at me.

Her breathing stopped for a moment, her chest pumping even more. Thanks to her she turned her steering wheel with some pretty breathtaking timing. I said, “Ouch,” And hit someone again, but I don’t think it’s my fault, it’s the guy standing in the road.

“You. You know.”

The green pupil opens. Blush on cheeks A smile spreads across your face. It’s a happy laugh It is a face in full bloom, as if a flower trying to greet a bee opens its private parts.

In love?

No.

The face of a woman who has gone mad in love.

“What, what?”

“You know the end. You know about the inevitable end. Cassandra always said Cassandra always talks and predicts, but nobody listens to her. The trigger of the erysictone protocol is… !”

It’s amazing that this woman has the spirit to take care of. Seeing her curl up while talking.