"Takashi, this gun is for you." Lin Yi handed the shotgun in the cabinet to Takashi Komuro. Takashi Komuro took the gun with some hesitation. Although he had never touched a gun before, in this doomsday world, mastering guns would definitely better ensure the safety of the team. He held the shotgun tightly, feeling nervous and a little excited. After seeing Takashi Komuro take the gun, Hirano Kouta began to explain to him in detail how to use the shotgun. He knew that Takashi Komuro was a novice, so he was particularly patient and taught him step by step from the most basic loading, loading to aiming and shooting. "Shotguns do not require you to accurately aim at the heads of infected bodies like sniper rifles. You only need to aim at the general area where they are, and the ammunition of the shotgun can cover that area and cause heavy damage to the enemy." Hirano Kouta said while demonstrating how to operate. Takashi Komuro listened carefully and tried to remember every detail that Hirano Kouta said. After Hirano Kouta touched the gun, his momentum was so great that even Saeko Busujima could hardly match it. This is the only area where Hirano Kouta is confident. He keeps repeating the specific model of the gun in his hand, and occasionally turns on the safety to see if the gun fits his hand. Hirano Kouta meticulously organizes the guns in the cabinet, and each gun is carefully checked by him to ensure that they are in the best condition.
Except for the AK-47, which is tough and durable, other guns need to be maintained in time. Unmaintained guns are prone to a series of accidents such as jamming and exploding. Hirano Kouta does not want this to happen when fighting against infected bodies. Komuro Takashi does not have Hirano Kouta's professional knowledge of guns, so he can only sit on the floor and load bullets into the magazine one by one. Although it is fun to shoot bullets when fighting, only those who load bullets know how hard it is to load bullets. The most daunting thing in the logistics of the army is loading bullets, which is comparable to the punishment of the confinement room. Lin Yi took out a telescope from the military equipment next to him and came to the rooftop. If he remembered correctly, there seemed to be a little girl who would join the protagonist team here. Through the telescope, Lin Yi witnessed the tragic scene on the bridge. The flames shot up into the sky, and cars set on fire were everywhere. The police relied on obstacles to resist the attack of the infected bodies. Those infected bodies were densely packed in the sea of cars. Many of them were the original car owners. They were reluctant to abandon their cars and eventually turned into ashes with the cars. The sound of gunfire in the distance attracted more infected bodies to gather near the bridge. Lin Yi knew that it would not be long before the bridge would become a real death zone. Unless the army used heavy firepower to clear the area, those infected bodies would continue to wander there and become a hidden danger threatening human survival. Perhaps he was bored, Komuro Takashi turned on the TV and pressed the magazine while watching TV. "The police's arrogance is unforgivable." "Unforgivable!" "We strongly condemn the biological weapons developed by the government!" "Strongly condemn!" On the TV screen, a middle-aged man wearing a hat was cheering and organizing the masses to march in front of the police. The crowd was very excited, waving slogans and flags, and constantly shouting slogans.
The police seemed helpless and tired. They had to deal with the zombies attacking from the other side of the bridge while trying to appease the marching crowd. It can only be said that the Japanese people have strange brains. On TV, Lin Yi also saw the words "The life of a murderer is also a life" and "The murderer also has human rights" written on the sign. For a moment, Lin Yi didn't know whether these people were really stupid or pretending to be stupid. Although Komuro Takashi didn't talk much at ordinary times, he couldn't help but complain at this moment: "These people... Don't they know what the situation is now? We can't even save our own lives, and we still care about the human rights of those infected people?" Sure enough, not long after the middle-aged man started to make a fuss, a policeman in a white uniform stood up. His appearance made the middle-aged man smile proudly, because in his experience, such occasions always allow him to make a lot of money. However, the development of things was beyond his expectations. Without giving him any chance to speak, the policeman took out his pistol and coldly pressed it against his forehead. This sudden move completely stunned the middle-aged man, and the smile on his face froze before he could stop smiling. In the astonished eyes of the crowd, the policeman decisively pulled the trigger. A crisp gunshot rang out, and a shocking bullet hole appeared on the middle-aged man's head, and his body fell heavily to the ground. Blood gushed out from the wound, and soon formed a deep red on the ground. This sudden change made the originally noisy parade fall into a dead silence in an instant. Hundreds of people stared at the corpse on the ground in amazement, as if their throats were strangled by an invisible force, and even their breathing became cautious. "Now, everyone, retreat." The policeman's voice was firm and powerful. He knew that if the situation was not controlled in time, the consequences would be disastrous. The atmosphere in the crowd suddenly became tense, and the police pointed their guns at the marchers who were still hesitating. Under the threat of death, those who had tried to persist chose to retreat. They threw away the signs in their hands, turned around and ran, fearing that the next gunshot would fall on them. The originally noisy street suddenly became empty, with only the police and the body lying on the ground. The blood was still flowing slowly, staining the surrounding ground red, reminding people that a bloody conflict had just occurred here. The next second, the TV fell into a distorted screen state, and the live broadcast had been cut off by the police. Just as the three fell into silence, Lin Yi suddenly felt someone hugging him from behind, and two huge soft balls pressed on Lin Yi's shoulders. Turning his head, Lin Yi found that Shizuka Marikawa was leaning on his shoulder, and he could still smell the alcohol on his body. It seemed that she had just finished drinking. "Lin Yi, do you want to have a drink?" Shizuka Marikawa held a non-existent bottle of wine, and seemed to want to pour wine into Lin Yi's mouth. Lin Yi broke free from Shizuka Marikawa's arm and signaled Komuro Takashi to let Shizuka Marikawa be quiet and not attract the infected body outside to hear the sound. Hirano Kouta followed Lin Yi with a weapon to the balcony and began to be on guard. Perhaps because the noise made by Shizuka Marikawa just now was too loud, there are now obviously a lot more infected people wandering downstairs. However, they did not gather outside the apartment, but just wandered around the surrounding streets.
