"A Bunch of Trash"

Faced with the sudden blaze of firelight and the swarm of Blood Cross before them, everyone understood the reason almost at the same instant—

That pharmacy had been deserted because it had been set up as a "fishing" trap.

For the Blood Cross, a place like a pharmacy, symbolizing hope for survival, was the perfect bait for survivors driven into desperate straits.

They only had to wait for their prey to deliver itself to them before devouring it with ease.

In an instant, the atmosphere tightened to the breaking point.

"Hahahaha—!"

The massive Blood Cross threw back its head and laughed wildly. Its deep laughter shook the shattered walls like war drums echoing through the ruins.

It suddenly spread its arms wide, as if issuing some kind of command. The Blood Cross lurking in the surrounding shadows immediately roared and charged out.

Their movements were twisted, yet they were incredibly fast. They wielded all kinds of weapons: rusted pistols, makeshift spears, even various firearms snatched from soldiers and police.

In the firelight, those weapons looked especially terrifying in the monsters' bloodstained hands.

"Open fire!"

The captain's roar was almost instinctive.

He abruptly raised his rifle, locked onto the Blood Cross brute's head through the glow of his night-vision goggles, and pulled the trigger repeatedly.

Tap. Taptap~!

The burst-fire rounds tore through the air, but only ripped a chunk of flesh from the brute's shoulder.

Blood sprayed out alongside a howl, yet the monster merely shuddered before continuing to loom over them in towering fury, the crimson glow in its eyes burning even brighter.

"Retreat! Get out of here!!"

The captain roared himself hoarse.

Tatata!

In an instant, gunfire erupted as the entire SWAT team unleashed full firepower.

The suppressors muted the gunshots, but they could not conceal the dull bursts