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Similar situations occurred in various places in the school, and the undisguised gunshots brought a glimmer of hope to the students and teachers in crisis. However, the zombies chasing Hirano Kouta from all directions were so numerous that Hirano Kouta felt stressed.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Hirano Kouta was already sweating profusely, and his fingers kept shooting like a machine. The zombies rushing towards him fell one after another, but the zombies behind him continued to rush forward without any fatigue or fear.

Although he had unlimited ammunition, Hirano Kouta's stamina was not unlimited. After firing more than a hundred shots, not only did he fail to stop the zombie tide, but he also forced Hirano Kouta to retreat gradually.

Fortunately, before the zombie tide came, a few zombie corpses were picked up and sent to the chat group. Now all we have to do is to guard this place and wait for Orochimaru's result.

"Acardo, please support me with the Barukoning No. 2."

Kouta Hirano fought and retreated, asking for help in the live broadcast room while looking for an empty classroom.

However, after retreating several dozen meters, he found that no classroom door was open. In almost every classroom, there were two or three students blocking the door, looking at him as if he were a monster.

Such treatment made Hirano Kouta feel a little depressed.

ACARDO: Wait a minute.

After receiving Hirano Kouta's request for help, Akado did not refuse and immediately took action to find the cannon that was originally prepared to resist the SS.

Thor: It's a pity that you can't drive a spaceship. Otherwise, I can give you a spaceship.

"Forget about weapons on the scale of a space battleship."

Kouta Hirano felt that he couldn't afford Thor's kindness. It would be fine if he was dealing with superhuman soldiers, but against these zombies who were not much different from humans except for their infectiousness, things like space battleships were of no use at all. Guns would be enough. This was not a war.

After blocking for a while, Akado's red envelope arrived. Hirano Kouta immediately accepted it, and a terrible mechanical monster appeared beside him.

Barukoning No. 2, 30cm semi-automatic cannon, maximum range of 4000 meters, total weight 345kg, two bullet chains with bullets each. Not to mention more than zombies, even the same number of tyrants would find it difficult to survive in front of this cannon.

Hirano Kouta cast a strengthening magic on himself, and barely managed to put Barukonning No. 2 on his body. Then, he pulled the trigger.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang—"

Only twenty or thirty bullets were used to form an extremely terrifying fire bombardment. The zombie tide consisting of more than 200 zombies was completely penetrated at once, turning into a pile of broken corpses. Even the wall in the distance was shattered by the bullets that penetrated the zombie tide.

"This thing is really powerful!"

Hirano Kouta put down the gun barrel, his face turned red and he showed a crazy smile.

Accardo: This Barukonning No. 2 was originally designed to deal with SS airships and fighter planes. It is a complete overkill for dealing with a group of zombies.

"There's nothing I can do. The pistol's firing rate is too slow. This thing is more fun to use!"

Hirano Kouta's mouth curled up, and he exuded a boldness that was not usually seen. However, only in this situation could he show this look.

Chapter 213: The Collapse of the Original Protagonists

At this time, Saeko Busujima, who was following closely behind the zombies, also came out of the corridor after the zombies were wiped out. Seeing Hirano Kouta's demeanor, her eyes lit up. However, she quickly regained her composure and sighed with regret.

"It's a pity he's fat."

The fat guy ate your rice!

Although the voice was small, Hirano Kouta, whose body was strengthened in all aspects, did not miss it. He could not help but resent it in his heart, but the heroic look on his face disappeared, replaced by a resentful expression.

"I'm so sorry, what I meant was, will your body shape affect your performance?"

The sharp-eyed Busujima Saeko immediately noticed the change in Hirano Kouta's expression, and realized that her muttering might be heard by the other party, so she quickly bent down to apologize to Hirano Kouta.

"Oh, it's okay, I won't."

I didn't expect Busujima Saeko to be so formal, Hirano Kouta said in a panic.

"Thank you very much. I'm Busujima Saeko from the Kendo Club, and you are..." Busujima Saeko greeted politely, her eyes subconsciously falling on Hirano Kouta's coat, and her eyes suddenly froze.

"Hello, senior. I'm Kouta Hirano from Class B." Kouta Hirano touched his head and said shyly.

However, this coy look looks particularly strange against the backdrop of that 30cm semi-automatic cannon.

"Pah! Pah! Pah -"

Suddenly, the sound of hurried footsteps was heard, and Komuro Takashi, Miyamoto Rei, and Takagi Saya ran in from the corridor one after another.

Then, the three of them froze, looking at the corpses all over the ground and the cold mechanical monsters. Komuro Takashi, Miyamoto Rei and Takagi Saya couldn't help but feel their scalps tingling and their bodies trembling. They looked at the cannon on Hirano Kouta's back with fear and didn't dare to move.

With a caliber of that size, if it went off accidentally, not only would you not survive, you would probably not even have a complete body.

"You are, Hirano Kouta."

Komuro Takashi quickly recognized the fat man in front of him and was incredulous for a moment. Where did the fat man who had always been at the bottom of the class get such a big gun? And how could he use it?

"Look at his coat."

Suddenly, Miyamoto Rei's expression changed. She pulled Komuro Takashi's arm and whispered.

When Komuro Takashi looked at Hirano Kouta's coat, he was stunned and his expression became strange.

Saya Takagi also noticed what Miyamoto Rei wanted to show them, and in an instant, the look she gave Hirano Kouta became extremely resistant.

What's wrong with me? Isn't this good?

Noticing the changes in the expressions of the three people, Hirano Kouta felt confused.

Whether it is the 30cm semi-automatic cannon Barukorning No. 2 or this coat, they are all completely in line with his style, as if they were designed by him personally, making him extremely satisfied.

"You guy, are you a spy? What is your purpose in sneaking into Japan?" Saya Takagi glared at Kouta Hirano and asked with disgust.

"Ah?" Faced with Saya Takagi's question, Kouta Hirano was even more confused.

"Don't try to play dumb! It's you, isn't it? It's you who made the city like this!" Saya Takagi asked angrily.

"What?" Hirano Kota didn't understand what Takagi Saya was saying. Just because of this cannon, he thought he was an agent? This was too ridiculous, right?

"Ms. Takagi, don't talk nonsense without evidence." Miyamoto Rei quickly scolded Takagi Saya.

"The evidence! Can't you see it? The evidence is right there!"

Saya Takagi sneered and raised her right hand, pointing at the armband on Hirano Kouta's coat.

"This guy has the armband of the Eighth Route Army on his clothes!"

The powerful words cooled the atmosphere like a refrigerant, and everyone's expression became subtle.

Hirano Kouta subconsciously touched his shoulder, and just as Takagi Saya said, there was the armband of the Eighth Route Army on it.

But, so what?

Hirano Kota was even more confused. Since this kind of clothing might have been designed by him, he naturally knew what would be on it, but he did not expect that he would be blamed for such a thing.

"That's nothing, Saya." After a few seconds, Komuro Takashi came out with an embarrassed expression on his face, "Although you are..., you have to admit that the character of the Eighth Route Army is trustworthy."

"Stop talking nonsense! A foreign soldier has been lurking in the school for two years. Who knows what he is here for?" Saya Takagi shook her hands fiercely and glared at Kouta Hirano with resistance.

"That..." Hirano Kota opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but felt that there was nothing to say. They were characters in the play, and he had transcended the plot. They were not on the same path, so why bother to entangle more. Is it that the guns are not fun anymore? Or is it that the cannons are not powerful enough?

"All the zombies in the campus have been cleared out. Please do as you please. I'm leaving first."

Hirano Kouta lifted the gun barrel, put the cannon on his back, and walked towards the stairs.

Busujima Saeko stepped aside, Komuro Takashi and Miyamoto Rei also stepped aside. The students in the classroom looked at Hirano Kouta with complicated expressions, but no one followed him.

"Stop! Don't even think about leaving without an explanation! No! You are not allowed to leave. You must wait here until the police or the Self-Defense Forces come and explain everything to them!"

Only Takagi Saya stood in the middle of the road with her hands on her hips, blocking Hirano Kouta's path and not moving.

Perhaps it is because people wearing that armband are generally good people, even if Hirano Kouta carries a cannon, he cannot scare Takagi Saya.

"do not do that."

Hirano Kota frowned helplessly. To be honest, he didn't want to have a conflict with Takagi Saya.

"Humph!"

Takagi Saya snorted coldly and refused to give in.

"I say," Hirano Kota sighed, and halfway through his sentence, his voice suddenly raised, "Get the fuck out of my way!"

The swear words that Kouta Hirano and the group of mercenaries learned scared everyone on the first floor, and Kouta Hirano's subsequent behavior made Takashi Komuro and others open their eyes wide.

"Oh!"

He raised the muzzle of the gun and pulled the trigger, steps completed in an instant. The 30-centimeter shell fired passed by Saya Takagi's side, shattered the wall on the right, and the splashing gravel scratched Saya Takagi's ear.

The close artillery fire made Saya Takagi's head go dazed and she fell to the ground in a pool of blood and body parts.

"stop!"

At the same time, Takashi Komuro raised a baseball bat and hit Kouta Hirano.

Hirano Kouta swung the gun barrel and deflected the baseball bat with exceptionally quick movements, and Komuro Takashi was also knocked down by the thick gun barrel.

"filial piety!"

Miyamoto Rei hurried over, helped Komuro Takashi up, shouted in panic, and looked at Hirano Kouta with fear.

Busujima Saeko stood in the back, holding the wooden sword in both hands, watching the scene in front of her calmly. Not only did she not attack when Hirano Kouta opened fire, but she also shook her head in disappointment when Komuro Takashi attacked Hirano Kouta.

"I'm very anxious now, so don't bother me, understand?"

Hirano Kouta growled in an irritable tone.

Enough! Enough! One or two are like this, the state organs are useless, and the grassroots people can't see the situation clearly. He is working hard to save the world, can you please stop causing trouble for him!

Hirano Kouta put down the gun, rubbed his temples with his fingers, and tried to calm himself down.

Really, his whole family is not in Japan, why is he going to school here? If this is a manga about students, survival, and beautiful girls, is it to help the protagonists?

Chapter 214: The First Group Member to Die

"That's it, I'm leaving."

Hirano Kouta didn't intend to continue pestering her, so he walked around Takagi Saya and headed towards the stairs.

However, when passing by Takagi Saya, Hirano Kouta hesitated for a moment, his eyes fell on the scar on Takagi Saya's ear stained with zombie blood. A trace of regret flashed in his eyes, he sighed in his heart, hardened his heart, and left.

Walking forward, Hirano Kouta quickly reached the second floor at a speed that was inconsistent with his appearance.

"Hello, I'm from Councillor Shido... Are you Hirano!?"

Just as Kouta Hirano was walking towards the first floor, a figure with a group of people came into Kouta Hirano's sight from the bottom of the corridor. The leader called out to Kouta Hirano arrogantly but politely.

However, before he could finish his words, the visitor was stunned and let out a cry of surprise.

"It's you, Teacher Shido. What's going on?" Looking at the sanctimonious young man with glasses below, and glancing at the students behind him, Hirano Kouta narrowed his eyes.

"Mr. Hirano, where did this gun come from? Students are not allowed to possess such dangerous things." Shido Koichi adjusted his glasses and said cautiously.

When he heard the sound of gunfire, he thought it was the Self-Defense Forces and the police coming. He wanted to use his father's name to get support, but who would have thought it would be the fat guy Hirano Kouta.

Damn, where did he find such a heavy weapon?

"That's right, put that thing down quickly!" The boy following closely behind Koichi Shido also shouted to Kouta Hirano.

However, despite shouting like this, no one came forward. Even if Hirano Kouta did not raise his gun, the cold steel was enough to stop anyone.

"This thing is very heavy. It's hard to carry it after putting it down. Why don't you come over and take it?" Hirano Kouta's eyes flashed with a dark look, and he said in a bad tone.

Hirano Kouta just said that, and the honest boy really walked forward. However, before he took a few steps, a boy behind him grabbed the boy's clothes and pulled him back.

A look of disappointment appeared on Shido Koichi's face, but it quickly disappeared.

"Don't be silly, you bastard! There are military epaulettes on that guy's clothes. Although I don't recognize most of them, you can recognize the one from the Eighth Route Army. It seems that there is another one from the 101st Airborne Division of the United States." The boy who pulled the honest boy back slapped him hard on the head and shouted in an excited tone.

"What! Is that guy a spy from the Chinese Security Department? Or an agent from the US FBI?" The honest boy was shocked by the boy's words. He quickly looked at Hirano Kouta's clothes and saw several armbands including the Eighth Route Army armband.

"He is most likely a multi-faceted spy. I suspect that what happened here was done by him." The boy with a wild imagination whispered to the honest boy and slowly backed away.

However, this boy with a wild imagination did not realize that no matter how low his voice was, it was still not quiet in a quiet crowd.

In an instant, the eyes of more than a dozen students, including Shido Koichi, all fell on Hirano Kota's clothes. Then, they moved to Hirano Kota's face.

The people, whose observation ability was instantly magnified a hundred times, were keenly aware of Hirano Kouta's bad intentions. Moreover, they magnified this bad intention a hundred times in their imaginations.

In their perception, Hirano Kouta was grinning sinisterly with his finger on the trigger of the gun. Once they came forward, he would shoot them to pieces with a cannonball as soon as they touched the gun barrel, laughing wildly.

"Wow——!"