How To Be Misunderstood as a Villain in a Zombie Apocalypse

Chapter 4. Lambert Drive (11)

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In the fire truck, the liberation fighters burst into exclamations.

“Great. How can you move like that?”

The movement of the cash transport vehicle that naturally stood in front was unusual. The car was going out with a sharp turn to the point that I wondered if a drunken driver was driving, but I was dodging all the RPGs that came flying by.

It’s not a normal movement path, it moves completely on its own, and sometimes it runs into someone, and it even fires back with a gun inside the vehicle.

When I look at it, I get angry for some reason, and I feel like I have to catch it. Such a maneuver to climb. Thanks to this, the fire truck was free from rocket attack.

“Keep shooting!”

Of course, the liberation fighters were not alone. The flank and rear boundaries were theirs. They fired through the muzzle, sometimes with the passenger door open and hanging from the side of the car.

The management office cars behind them also started responding. I don’t know what method he used, but he must have unlocked the handcuffs. Sometimes he would open the car door and pick up a fallen gun to shoot gang members.

The war situation is resolved in an instant. The mood has changed. It is the spirit of victory.

‘It’s a Western spy for sure. It’s a very highly trained agent. Other than him, I can’t imagine anyone else being V. If there was such a person, we would have found out long ago.’

Camilla recalled Hans’ analysis. Although there is a lot of talk about Hans, there is no one better than Hans when it comes to situational judgment.

Even in Camilla’s own eyes, the person driving the van in front of her was a truly outstanding person. Boldness. Mighty. Coarseness. Bravery. The side of his face, even though he covered his mouth with a red handkerchief, looked pretty good.

Up to kidnapping a woman there.

‘Are you a bad person or a good person? No, it’s a spy, but it’s meaningless to differentiate between those things. That person is a westerner.

You didn’t even kidnap a person from the Korea Centers for Disease Control and Prevention. If she’s a girl with a big chest like that, I think she’ll be a certain too easy. Umm… A kidnapper, but a valiant spy? No. An intrepid kidnapper? No, no, no. What am I thinking right now… ‘

No matter what, it is unacceptable to kidnap and drag people in broad daylight. Although the woman’s body looked a bit small, she still had considerable strength when I saw her carrying it around like that…

‘Calm down. What are you doing, Camilla? Are you full?’

Camilla clenched her fists. However, her confused mind did not subside easily.

‘But he’s taking all those rocket attacks for us. For us, without a one-sided expression. I could have just hid behind a fire engine and used it as a shield. Why, such a sacrifice… Are you doing it?’

But if that person was really V, why did he throw away his bag in a strange place? Could that person be a good person who opposes bag bombings?

‘… I want to ask.’

There were so many things I was curious about, wanted to know, and didn’t understand. If I could, I would just get out of the car and knock on the window.

‘Emm, balaclava, of course. The area around her eyes and mouth must have been pressed, but she must have looked like the Frog Princess, right? It’s rather pretty… ‘

“Sister, sister!”

“Uh, huh?”

“… Can you feel it?”

“What what, what? What are you talking about?”

“Vibration.”

The rifle man pointed to the floor. Embarrassed, Camilla made up her mind and shook her head. She felt a vibration she hadn’t really felt.

“… Isn’t it because the tear gas tank is leaking?”

“No. It’s a little different from that kind of vibration. Look. The surrounding houses and windows are shaking little by little. It wasn’t like this before.”

“A lot of gangs are gone.”

Come to think of it, it was. As the slight vibration was felt, the sound of the gunshot gradually diminished. On the other hand, the sand dust became thicker. It seems that yellow dust has also blown.

“… Can’t you hear anything?”

The operator operating the lever whispered. Everyone put their palms on their ears.

“… I hear it.”

It was a small sound, like a mosquito whimpering, but it was clear. This is music A very familiar tune. It often appears in advertisements, and when you hear it, ah, you know this. Music that you can confidently pick up.

Valkyrie’s Journey Walkürenritt.

“Sister Camilla. How do I do it? The bullets run out now. It’s still a long way to get out of town. The man in front of me struggles, but… If, outside of town, the gang formed a siege, it might be a little difficult.”

Anyway, the gangsters seemed to see that there was no chance of winning in the city. Perhaps, when they leave the village, they will hit the side and come in.

“… Let’s focus on getting out of here. The car behind has also been armed to some extent. You should do as much as you can. I can only hope that this car will last a long time. And didn’t everyone come prepared for this?”

“Of course.”

“Of course, sister.”

“As expected, unnie is the best.”

Camilla tried to erase the shade in her heart with a smile. She couldn’t get her words out that she herself, she really didn’t want to.

But for some reason, I had a hunch that everything would be all right if I just followed the van that was going from there.

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“What is the Erysictone Protocol?”

Of course it’s the name of the game, but it seems to be used a little differently in this world. For some reason, Cassandra hesitates.

“I’m sorry.”

Then he suddenly unbuttoned his shirt one by one from the top.

“Uh, uh uh? What are you doing?”

“Cassandra can’t talk. It’s a reward. Ruler. It’s Cassandra’s bare skin. So, how are you? Very special for you… “

“Hey. I don’t want to run into a wall while looking at your breasts and have an accident? It would be nice to stick your nose in my chest and die, but I don’t want to die like that yet. So shut up.”

I wonder if I was hurt by the harsh words. But instead of locking it, I just zip up the jumper.

“Oh, how powerful.”

… More stimulating It looks like the jumper supports the lower chest. I really feel like an accident, so I say it coldly.

“And if you’re going to talk, do it, and if you’re not going to do it, don’t. Stop saying something, tantalizing people?”

“Because I’m scared.”

I broke the steering wheel. RPG came flying again. No, where do you cast a spell? What comes up so often? Shoot the M4 through the window. Got it right this time

“What are you afraid of?”

Cassandra hugs me tight in the driver’s seat. She was ball-to-cheek. The pressure on the chest is extremely severe, but the pressure on the lower body is even worse, so I don’t feel it. Anyway, it’s okay to see the front.

“I was afraid that if I said it out loud, if I wrote it down on paper, it would become a reality. I hope you will admit it. It’s not a hypothesis, but it’s scary to be a proof. I’m afraid the proposition is really tilted.”

The smell of shampoo. Teacher’s arms. Unknown, lonely. Photos lying on the desk. All of that hit my head and the tip of my nose.

I am reminded of the question that lay in front of me, empty. I remembered not being able to lift a finger until the warmth spread.

Are you trying to fill the silence? Cassandra’s body draws closer.

“Cassandra needs to find a counterexample. We must find evidence that the erythicton protocol is wrong from the very beginning. So Cassandra is a liar, she has to prove that all her theories are wrong and won’t work out.

But to do that, she had to leave the lab. I needed more data. So she applied for a remote job, and it’s the same. I’m out of breath. Tighten Cassandra. If she’s here, she’ll be ruined. That’s why Cassandra needs you.”

“… Why is it me?”

“Because you talk about the end. No one speaks so calmly. Wouldn’t you know if you were afraid and covered your mouth? You are not afraid Right?”

Another unknown sound.

There is no candy to give, but the body keeps getting tangled up. Looking back, it wasn’t that big. I was mistaken for her large breasts, but her body is rather petite.

Well, that’s why it’s okay to be in such an uncomfortable position. No matter how big the inside of the van is, it’s not easy to snuggle up in the driver’s seat.

“Right or not?”

I didn’t finish with words this time. Cassandra’s hand dug into her thigh.

“Ha, don’t.”

“If you don’t answer Cassandra’s questions, you’ll end up worse off. John, this is the trigger of truth, right? Ruler. Say. Are you afraid of the end?”

“I am not afraid! Okay! How much I’ve put my life into this game… !”

It was a slip of the tongue. But Cassandra’s reaction is strange. Her green eyes go round and round. Her face flushed and her lips plumped. Her eyes are strangely sticky. Did I even hit this girl switch?

“Ah. Ha ha After all, we get along well.”

RPG exploded at close range. I quickly turned the car around. Mandible, mandible, Cassandra groans.

“Look. The world bless our union too.”

“That’s a HE bomb! If you get hit, you die! No, did you listen to me?”

“I haven’t heard of it since ‘I’m not afraid’. That was enough. Cassandra knew. John is a man of destiny. We communicate well.”

“I don’t call it a conversation when two people face each other and talk monologues. And since I have no intention of hanging out with you, go somewhere else when you leave.”

Casuality Answering is purely for self-control. Corrupt Lambert officials, pave the road properly, what are you doing? This woman keeps rubbing her body!

“No. It’s destiny between us Not even the Goddess of Hunger can eat us.”

“Then let’s break up here.”

“Cassandra, is it tea?”

“Did you understand now?”

“It’s okay. Cassandra has been full for a while too. No, everything is full. So this is karma. Karma has to be accepted. That’s how karma cycles. Now, let’s turn the wheel of fortune again. John, you… “

I can’t mix words for a long time. Keeps drying out

“No, this is not the time to joke. You are a busy person I am a busy person too. What would you do if two busy people got together? Everyone is busy doing their own thing. Aren’t you doing your job too?”

“I’m doing it.”

“Are you rubbing against the guy you just met?”

“No. To catch everything before it’s irreversibly broken, before it crosses the critical point.”

Cassandra was silent and looked into my eyes. She turns away and shoots her M4 out of her window. I did it because I was embarrassed, but someone was beaten to death. Stupid guy

“I know Cassandra. Some things in the world are broken and you can never get them back. John, as you already know.”

“What do you know about me? Less than 24 hours have passed since we met.”

“I can tell by looking into your eyes. John’s eyes are pretty, shiny, big, and empty. But most of all, I’m hungry. More than zombies.”

“… You seem to be crossing the line a bit?”

Cassandra shook her head.

“No, you are the one who crosses the line. Don’t even think about lying. Cassandra has seen too many eyes. They had to record their final moments, replay and replay them.

So don’t lie to Cassandra with your eyes. Because I’m not fooled. You have a hunger that is very old and worn out. It’s become so common that it’s taken for granted, but it hurts.”

The back of Cassandra’s slender hand stroked her cheek. Be embarrassed to be embarrassed

“I couldn’t tell when I looked in the mirror.”

“The mirror is too honest. Enough to return your lies as they are. You’ve been lying to yourself Cassandra can see your danger. Even Cassandra… Because it was.”

“Noisy. Stop talking about me So what do you want to do?”

“Catching the world before it gets ruined like John and Cassandra. Grab it before crossing the critical point.”

Something is a little strange.

“… Are you, are you saying that I am broken?”

Cassandra looks at me strangely.

“You know that now? Is a man who asks a woman he meets for the first time to touch his chest?”

“You touched it.”

“Cassandra did nothing wrong. You who have such a nice smell and a pretty body are bad. You seduced the hungry Cassandra. But you keep telling me to get out of the way. Alas, poor Cassandra. There are grapes in front of you, so why can’t you eat them? Oddly enough, I was lucky today.”

How can you not change your expression? What kind of naelonambul is this. She is a very bad person He’s the type of person you shouldn’t keep close to, who doesn’t do anything wrong and blames others.

“As expected, you should go and throw it away.”

“Impossible. Impossible. Because John needs Cassandra. Cassandra can fill a lot. If you want….”

Her hand wrapped around my belly.