Crossover Anime Reincarnation: I Slaughtered Through the Main God Space!

"This city has a total area of ​​approximately 1030 square kilometers and a population of over 600 million. It directly influences the global economy and finance and is a very developed city."

"The calendar next to me shows the date is the end of November, and the office still has power... I dare say that even in the worst-case scenario, the city is no more than a week away from being completely paralyzed."

"Perhaps we can find other survivors in this world... If we're lucky, we might even find the army that hasn't left yet."

Hearing Hayato Hayama's optimistic tone, everyone's spirits lifted.

Even in the face of the apocalypse, ordinary people still have an instinctive trust in local government agencies.

"..."

Bai Yu stood silently to the side.

I think the other person's idea is a bit too naive.

Putting aside America's notoriously difficult style of doing things.

Let's assume that this city... really does spiral out of control, just like in a disaster zombie movie.

Therefore, the military will certainly not allow the pollution to spread.

The likelihood of them making a painful but necessary sacrifice is extremely high.

In the worst-case scenario... it could even be like what happened in Resident Evil.

To stop the spread of the disease, the town government dropped a nuclear bomb on the city, completely eliminating any possibility of the disease spreading further.

However, seeing everyone's excited expressions, he didn't want to spoil the mood and reveal his thoughts.

The series of unfortunate events kept everyone on edge.

Everyone is under immense pressure.

Bai Yu still needs these human punching bags to carry his weapons out.

We must not let everyone lose hope now.

"It seems... our battle with those monsters is inevitable..."

Looking out the window at the dense mass of corpses, Ze Naga Taisuke murmured in fear.

This thick-skinned guy is completely oblivious to social cues.

With just a few simple words, he ruined the atmosphere that Hayato Hayama had worked so hard to create.

"Taisuke...I'm so scared..."

As Makoto Ito looked out the window, he felt his blood pressure rise, his vision go black, and his legs tremble uncontrollably, as if he was about to faint on the spot.

Cheng-ge isn't very brave; even beheading a zombie would be incredibly difficult for him, let alone risking his life to break out with the team.

"Cheng, don't be afraid... I will protect you!"

Although Taisuke Sawaei is not a very good person, he is alright to his friends.

Upon hearing this, he patted his friend on the shoulder, striking a pose that showed off his muscles.

Chapter 14 Blood Plague Parking Lot: Who Will Take the Risk?

Faced with these incredibly skilled teammates...

Hayato Hayama could only rub his temples wearily and let out a heavy sigh.

He felt that he had sighed more times in a year than he had sighed today.

"According to the map, there are no student canteens in this city, so there must be a shortage of survival supplies."

“If we don’t intend to use this school as a base, we must leave as soon as possible.”

"According to the map, there should be a dedicated parking lot at the school gate, but I don't know if there are any vehicles parked there that we can leave."

Seeing that Shiraha did not speak, Hayama Hayato took the initiative to suggest, "Shiraha-kun, before I leave, I would like to ask you to teach us how to use firearms."

The hunter left a very deep shadow on everyone.

Having guns but being unable to kill enemies is because people don't know how to fire steadily.

Novice shooters often overlook one point: shooting not only tests a person's eyesight and hand strength, but also places extremely high demands on psychological qualities.

The roar was exceptionally loud at that moment, and it was common to experience ringing in the ears and dizziness.

The powerful recoil from the firearms alone is enough to give everyone a run for their money.

It felt as if a thorn had been stuck in Hayama Hayato's heart.

He absolutely does not want to relive that situation again.

"Okay." Bai Yu nodded.

This is what he thinks too.

He plans to lead this group of students using a military-style management approach.

We must use strict discipline to restrain them, and those who don't comply should be kicked out of the team.

Anyway, he doesn't need any useless people.

“With your marksmanship, it’s impossible for you to make a leap forward in a short time.” Bai Yu took out a Beretta M9 and demonstrated: “So, I’m going to teach you the Mozambique shooting method.”

The so-called "Mozambique shooting method" is a close-range shooting technique.

This technique requires the shooter to fire two quick shots at the target's torso, and then immediately aim at the head and fire a follow-up shot.

The first two shots were used to violently suppress the target's ability to move.

The final shot ensures that the target's activities are completely halted.

For complete beginners, it's practically impossible for them to headshot a zombie in a short amount of time.

Everyone listened attentively, after all, this was a life-saving technique.

Under Bai Yu's earnest instruction, he finally mastered the basics of firing a gun.

They shouldn't be so clueless as to not even know how to open an insurance policy, and be completely lost when facing infected individuals.

"Let's go, let's leave the school!"

I walked out of the teachers' office.

The group went straight down to the last three floors.

There weren't many zombies on the third floor.

The cleaning process went relatively smoothly.

Although he was the one who mostly led the way, a few brave boys, including Hayato Hayama, gritted their teeth and tried to hack and slash at the zombies, earning the first blood.

I'm finally not so afraid of zombies anymore.

Walk out of the teaching building.

The air outside felt uncomfortably stuffy.

A dim, yellowish sun hung listlessly in the sky.

As if infected by the epidemic, it cast a dim light.

The weather in America at the end of November was already quite cold.

The breaths exhaled by the crowd created a thin mist in the air.

A thin layer of white frost had accumulated on the ground.

You have to be very careful when you walk so as not to attract the attention of the zombies.

"It's so cold... It's so cold outside!"

These pampered students had never experienced such treatment before, and they were all shivering from the cold.

After all, before arriving here, everyone was in the warm month of April.

But with Bai Yu around, no one dared to be as spoiled as before.

They could only endure the cold and proceed cautiously.

According to the map, they need to cross the atrium and the second teaching building that blocks their way to reach the school gate and look for a parking lot or a vehicle that can be used nearby.

The short distance of just over 100 meters took them almost 15 minutes, and their soles were sweating profusely.

As the distance increases, the view in front of you also widens.

There are parking lots on both sides inside the school gate.

This is certainly good news.

Once you get here, you can clearly see the streets outside.

Despite being mentally prepared, everyone was still terrified by the apocalyptic scene before them.

There were clearly more than twice as many zombies roaming the streets as there were on campus.

Within a radius of 100 meters, there were at least a hundred zombies just standing around.

Some of these disgusting guys simply stood there, dazed.

Some huddled together, squatting on the ground, wolfing down the remains of the nameless corpse, while various flies buzzed around them.

The ground was littered with corpses and severed limbs.

Blood and entrails were scattered everywhere on the road.

Everywhere there were dilapidated cars, some overturned and some broken.

Several cars were still emitting thick black smoke from their engines.

It looks like a horrific car accident caused by panic during an outbreak of disease.

The air was filled with various pungent smells, such as putridity, blood, and burning gasoline.

On the east side of the street, the road was completely blocked by hundreds of cars.

There is also congestion on the west side, but it is not as severe as on the east side. As long as you drive carefully, you should be able to leave the campus safely.

"Look!"

suddenly.

Yukino, standing beside him, raised her small hand and gestured to Shiraha.

Bai Yu looked up and revealed a look of surprise.

About 30 meters to the right of the school gate, there was a dark yellow school bus parked.

Based on the number of seats, it should be able to carry around 45 people, which is enough to take everyone away.

"Hopefully the school bus still has enough fuel."

At this moment, Bai Yu can only hope that the school bus can still start.

Although the school bus in front of us had knocked down a telephone pole, the exterior of American school buses is quite durable.

Even after such a collision, the hood was only slightly deformed.

At that moment, the school bus door was just open.

Inside the car were several zombies that looked like students, their faces pressed against the windows, making pointless biting motions.

At the car door, three zombies were crouching on the ground, huddled around each other, haphazardly gnawing on a male corpse whose expression still showed traces of fear.

The latter's scarlet internal organs were turned inside out, dripping onto the ground.

Even from such a distance, the pungent stench still managed to reach everyone's noses.

Judging from the tattered uniform on the corpse that was being eaten.

This person is probably the school bus driver, and there happens to be a bunch of keys hanging on his belt.

The car keys were conveniently located inside.

"Gudong!"

Makoto Ito swallowed hard in fear.

The stench of the corpse almost made me vomit.

Taisuke Sawaei, who was next to him, tightly covered his mouth, afraid that the guy would vomit and inconvenience everyone.

Even Taisuke Sawanaga felt that his friend was too useless.