Fools!
It had to be some new infectious disease. There was no doubt about it!
Although these survivors had terrible attitudes.
But!
Takashiro Soichiro had plans of his own.
He was the Old Bed Master Clan Lord, chairman of the Patriotic Unity Association, and grand master of the Heavenly Dao Solemn Style!
He wanted to restore Old Bed Master's glory and revive his family.
So he intended to absorb these survivors and make them useful to him.
Now that they were deep in troubled times, it was just like the Warring States period.
This was precisely the perfect opportunity for men to make their names and build their legacies!
Following the orders Soichiro had left before departing, his retainers held clubs and watched these ungrateful survivors with cold expressions, preventing them from doing anything drastic.
The retainers and the troublemaking survivors were locked in a tense standoff, neither side knowing that disaster was about to strike.
Just as the short-haired woman was listing Soichiro's crimes,
Urgh... urgh...
A terrifying sound suddenly rang out. Accompanied by a thick stench of corpses, the zombies shuffled forward in disorderly steps, following the survivors' voices with unnatural sensitivity.
At such a close distance,
the survivors could clearly see the faces of those so-called patients, torn apart by bites and chewing, rotting and oozing pus.
"They're zombies!"
The retainers frowned. Hadn't the area already been surrounded with barbed wire?
Why had zombies gotten in? And there were so many of them. Had the barbed wire been destroyed?
"Close the main gate!"
"We can't! The remote isn't working!"
After only a brief hesitation, dozens of zombies poured through the open gate and into the estate.
Clearing the Obstacles
Takashiro Soichiro's retainers immediately grabbed their weapons.
However, although they were the largest gang force in Bed Master City, they had pitifully few modern firearms worth mentioning.
The guards only had a few shotguns and pistols.
It was not that Soichiro did not want to distribute more guns to his men.
The problem was that these few guns were already the limit of what he, as chairman of the Patriotic Unity Association, could obtain through connections during peacetime. Any more, and the CIA would put him under investigation for arms trafficking!
Although their ammunition was limited and their weapons were crude,
these men still bravely fired at the zombies flooding through the gate. Bullets struck the walls and iron gate, sending sparks flying.
Those without firearms carried cold weapons instead—katana, baseball bats, and the like. Some workers had even joined the battle carrying wrenches.
Compared to the retainers fighting actively,
the survivors had no desire to resist when the zombies attacked. They only knew to run, but they suffered the zombies' fiercest attacks, because the survivors were making the most noise at that moment!
But this time, no one came to save them.
"You have an obligation to protect us! Protect us! It's your duty!"
Even at a time like this, the short-haired woman still took the lead in shouting such words. Even Lin Feng had to admire them.
They had just cursed Soichiro's men, only to turn around and demand protection from them.
Their shamelessness... was truly something else.
But now was a matter of life and death.
The retainers had no time to worry about anything else.
If the survivors wanted to live, they could not rely on others. They had to find a way to save themselves.
Lin Feng, Busujima Saeko, Miyamoto Rei, and Minami Rika readied their guns, swords, and other weapons, put on protective gear, and came to the center of the villa.
When the people here saw Lin Feng's group, they did not ask these outsiders to fight. Naturally, Lin Feng and the others had no intention of playing saints and helping them.
These zombies had come at just the right time to weaken Soichiro's forces and conveniently wipe out those survivors who only knew how to protest, were otherwise utterly useless, and did nothing but waste food.
Dozens of zombies pounced into the crowd of survivors like hungry wolves entering a flock of sheep, beginning their feast.
"Ahhh!!!"
A middle-aged man was pinned to the ground by a zombie.
His shirt, along with his flesh and blood, was torn away by the zombie's gaping mouth.
The other survivors were terrified by the zombies' roars and the sounds of flesh being chewed!
Anyone who still believed the short-haired woman's claim that this was merely an infection similar to rabies and could be cured with hospital treatment
was an idiot!
As for the short-haired woman, who had loudly proclaimed that the disease was curable,
she had already fallen to the ground while running in panic.
The zombies pounced on the short-haired woman. No matter how desperately she struggled, they tightly gripped her arms and thighs before biting into her. Her agonized wails stimulated the zombies, making them tear into her even more excitedly.
"What is going on?!"
Takagi Saya was still at the scene, watching the zombies around her chase the survivors and knock them down,
then rip them open, pulling out their intestines and internal organs.
At once, Saya felt her stomach churn. She wanted to vomit.
But she was, after all, the young lady of the Takagi family, a genius with an IQ of 300.
She had already seen such bloody scenes many times while fleeing. Saya quickly recovered from her panic and confusion.
Seeing a zombie run toward her to bite her, Saya tightened her grip on the rifle and used its bayonet to stab the zombie to death.
"Saeko, let's move."
Looking at the chaotic scene before the villa gates, Lin Feng felt that the time was right and gave the order to act.
Amid the bloody slaughter, countless people died in the mouths of the undead, their blood staining the lawn before the villa red.
Just then, as if it were a winter snowfall, strange white flakes began drifting down from the June sky.
"Understood, Feng. The sword in my hand only swings for you..."
Saeko was still wearing that sailor uniform with its green-trimmed collar. She held the Murata Sword in her hand, wore black high-heeled hiking boots, and had protective pads strapped around her knees and elbows.
Watching the snowflakes drift down from the sky,
Clack...
Busujima Saeko paid no attention to the abnormal weather as she drew the Murata Sword from its sheath.
Gentle and virtuous Saeko's entire presence changed. Her violet eyes filled with madness, dark and frenzied.
She had found where she belonged. Whether she was a murderous demon or a pervert addicted to violence,
other people's opinions no longer mattered.
She was Lin Feng's blade. Helping him clear away every enemy was her value, and she felt deeply fulfilled now.
Holding the Murata Sword, its blade glinting with cold light, Saeko swung it through deadly arcs in the air, harvesting zombie heads one after another.
Watching Saeko fight like a master swordswoman, Lin Feng smiled encouragingly.
When Saeko felt Lin Feng's gaze, her legs trembled with excitement. She swung her blade even harder, continuously slashing at the zombies.
Saeko was not the only one fighting with all her strength.
Minami Rika held a black sniper rifle.
Within a hundred meters, as a master marksman, she could fire directly without needing to aim.
She took an individual demolition grenade from her tactical belt, pulled the pin, twisted at the waist, and threw it into the zombie horde fifty meters away.
With a thunderous boom, dozens of zombies were caught in the explosion's shockwave and fell to the ground.
"..."
Takagi Saya calmly watched Saeko and the others slaughter zombies nearby.
She could not help feeling that she... had not done much.
However, she had been used to being ignored since childhood. She had experienced that feeling long ago at school, especially because of her childhood friend.
Saya soon pulled herself together.
Seeing that Lin Feng's group had almost cleared the zombies at the gate, she gave an order.
"Pull the gate shut, then seal it with steel bars or whatever else you can find."
"Young Lady, the grand master and Madam haven't returned yet!"
At that moment, a retainer in a black security uniform spoke up.
"There's no time to worry about that. If that iron gate is destroyed,
the zombies will keep pouring in without end!"
Saya pushed up her glasses. Even her father would agree with the decision his daughter had made.
Thinking this, she shouted her orders.
"Do as I say! Seal the gate!
The longer we delay, the worse it will be for us. More zombies will only pour in and bite us!"
And so...
Beneath the falling snow of summer,
Lin Feng and Busujima Saeko guarded the gate with baseball bats and swords, killing the zombies rushing toward them, while Miyamoto Rei and Minami Rika provided support and dealt with any zombies that slipped through.
Although Lin Feng's team only had four people, their zombie-killing speed was even faster than Takashiro Soichiro's men.
Those zombies with astonishing strength that were difficult to deal with
simply charged at Lin Feng like idiots, then promptly threw their lives away.
Lin Feng moved quickly enough that the zombies were killed by his swinging baseball bat before they could even open their mouths to bite anyone.
Although Lin Feng's stamina and strength had both been enhanced, the number of zombies he killed was truly astonishing.
Lin Feng had not counted the exact number, but it was far beyond anything Soichiro's retainers could match.
Watching the high schooler slaughter zombies at the gate, the retainers' lower eyelids twitched in shock.
"Get to work! Stop standing around!" Saya shouted.
The workers quickly recovered from their shock, carrying over a large pile of steel bars and construction materials to reinforce the gate.
Comforting the Young Lady
By the time night fell, everyone had finally sealed the gate.
After the undead zombies' rampage, the once-lively Takagi estate had become exceptionally desolate.
More than ninety percent of the survivors had been devoured alive by zombies, while the remaining survivors all hid behind the villa's gates and no longer dared utter a single protest!
After all, those who had survived until now were not blind. Having witnessed the zombies' terror, they would never again treat them as patients.
However, because of the sudden zombie attack, the things left behind in the refugee camp could not be retrieved. The survivors' already scarce clothes, bedding, and other daily supplies had all been burned up!
Of course, Lin Feng did not care whether those survivors lived or died. As long as the villa area was not overrun by zombies and he could live comfortably there, that was enough.
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