Inside the Stermoxi Town police station, in a locked room.
"I know what happens if you get bitten. Give me a dignified end."
A man in tactical gear leaned against the corner, looking bitterly at the two teammates before him.
Aside from Chris and Jill, the other survivors had all stayed far away. Even the beautiful woman he had personally saved, resulting in his own bite, was hiding at the other end of the office.
After surviving and struggling for so long, they naturally understood the price of being bitten.
Eleven civilians, two police officers holding revolvers, and three members of the BSAA's SOU combat unit.
That was the total number of survivors in the large office of the police station, perhaps even the largest gathering of survivors in the entire town!
The office door, barricaded with cabinets and desks, was constantly being pounded, as though someone outside wanted to get in.
Yet that rhythmic pounding had instead become the greatest psychological shadow hanging over everyone present.
Despair!
Even if those terrifying living dead could not get in for the moment, as long as they kept blocking the way, everyone here would eventually starve to death.
Other than half a bottle of mineral water in the water dispenser and a few pieces of chocolate, there was nothing here that could keep them alive.
Besides...
The monster-like special infected that had reduced their original group of eighty or ninety people to barely a dozen could not be stopped by such flimsy barricades.
The moment one appeared, everyone in the room could be wiped out!
Chris sighed softly, then reached out and placed both hands around his teammate's neck.
With a relieved expression on his face, the man's neck snapped with a crack.
"Captain Chris, I never regretted it..."
The voice echoing