Sumo Wrestler

Outside, the situation grew increasingly chaotic as the Zombie Virus spread and humanity suffered defeat after defeat.

In A District, more than a dozen shelter executives were holding a meeting around a conference table, discussing countermeasures.

The man presiding over the meeting was Sakazaki Masao, the person in charge here.

"The Zombie Virus is about to spread to B District. What do you think we should do?"

"Lord Masao, I think there's a risk that the shelter will be overrun this time. We should preserve our forces and flee while we still can."

One of them suggested.

The shelter's facilities were nothing special, but it had plenty of exits. The upper ranks in particular even had dedicated escape routes.

"Flee?"

Sakazaki Masao frowned. He had no intention of abandoning this place. "Even if I die in battle today, even if I'm bitten to death by zombies, I will not run!"

"My lord, those zombies are too vicious. If we wait until they spread into A District, I'm afraid we won't even have a chance to escape."

"Hmph! How is that possible? Those zombies were only just infected and aren't high-level. D District and C District only failed to stop them because they were too weak... The weak deserve to be eliminated!"

Sakazaki Masao declared righteously.

The people around him fell silent, though they found that he had a point.

Logically speaking... zombies that had only recently been infected should have been very weak in combat, since they had yet to develop intelligence. With a few simple tricks, they should have been easy to toy with.

Setting traps, surrounding them, burning them with fire, and so on... there should have been a thousand ways to kill them.

But this group of zombies was different. They seemed organized and disciplined, and they