lost narrative poem

Chapter 91 Human Nature

"It's different from my car, the gas pedal is this...the clutch is this...the brake seems to be this..."

Ju Chuan Shizuka tilted her head at a loss, sitting in the driver's seat and looking at the operating equipment in front of her. A series of question marks rose above her head.

She thinks this school bus is amazing, many places are familiar to her, and many places are different.She subconsciously applied her own experience, and quickly found the relevant answer.

However, he was not sure whether his guess was correct or not, and the result was this bump, that bump, but he didn't dare to do it directly for fear of causing some more unexpected troubles.

In the end, under the urgent urging of Takashiro Saya, she did not care about it and started directly. After all, if she didn't control the vehicle quickly, she might not be troubled, but would have no chance of leaving the school alive.

finally--

The engine of the bus roared and roared, but it was successfully started by Ju Chuan Shizuka.

And such a voice naturally attracted the attention of the surrounding zombies and the survivors hiding in the school.

"It's alright, senpai...all the zombies around have been cleaned up..." Takashi Komuro stopped swinging the baseball bat out of breath. He didn't have any special skills, such as Yako Busujima's kendo, Miyamoto Li's spear skills or something.

But he also has his own advantages, that is, his psychological quality is much better than ordinary people, and his physical fitness is also somewhat extraordinary. He swung a baseball bat and violently headshot dead zombies from the rooftop to the parking lot——

He doesn't have the sense of skill that Bushima Yako has. Many dead zombies cannot be avoided, and they can only be killed with violent headshots.

"I see... you guys get in the car first." Bushima Yako took a deep breath and said without turning her head, still looking in the direction of the school building.

Not many people left seemed to be able to escape. Of the five or six people who were rescued before, there were only two students, a male and a female, running towards this direction with all their strength.

However, under the watchful eyes of Bushima Yako, the boy running behind the girl suddenly staggered and fell heavily to the ground, and it looked like he had sprained his foot.

"Zuo Zuo!"

The girl rushed straight forward for a dozen steps, only to realize the situation of the boy behind her, and she turned around and was stunned.

"Naomi! Run! Leave me alone..."

The boy struggled to get up, but it might be because of nervousness, or because his injured leg didn't allow it, or because he had exhausted his strength, and now he let out the breath he was holding tightly, and he couldn't hold it any longer. For the sake of living.

"..."

"..."

Crystal tears welled up in the corners of the girl's eyes, she stared blankly at the boy, at the approaching zombie figure who was staggering behind him.

She turned her head and looked at the school bus in the distance behind her. The sound of its engine was constantly roaring and roaring, and it was ready to leave at any time.

The next second, she shook her head vigorously, a few crystal clear tears fell down, and then she gritted her teeth and ran towards the boy at a fast pace. His back seemed to have no hesitation.

Although her face was pale, her eyes were full of fear and despair, she was obviously afraid, and her slender body was trembling, but she just forced herself to turn around and run back.

When the boy saw her behavior like this, he was stunned for a moment, and then his face changed drastically, but it was not the ecstasy of being saved and the joy from the bottom of his heart, but an even more desperate look——

"No! Don't... Naomi! Don't come here, I told you not to come here... Please, go, go, leave me alone..."

He begged desperately, and at the end of his speech, he was already crying in despair. There was some kind of weakness and pleading in his voice, like a wounded beast with unconcealable fear.

It seemed that he was more afraid of the fact that the girl was running towards him than the dead zombies that were about to catch up and tear him apart and eat him alive.

The girl named Naomi didn't stop, but continued to stagger towards him, forcing a smile on her frightened and pale face, tears streaming down her face.

Seeing this scene, Bujima Yako, Miyamoto Rei, and Komuro Takashi, who were still waiting outside the school bus, were stunned for an instant.

And the distance is relatively far, they have no time to rush over to rescue, at most they can rush to the boy's side before the zombies arrive, but there is absolutely no way to escape with those two people.

"Hey! Don't go there! It's too late! Hey——!"

Saya Takashiro leaned out of the car window, just happened to see such a scene, and immediately yelled angrily and anxiously. They haven't driven away immediately, isn't it just to save as many people as possible? ?

But what the hell is going on with these two?

That boy didn't talk about it, he was very responsible after he found out that he couldn't escape, he tried his best to let the girl leave, don't go back to save him.After all, one person's death is better than two people's death. This is indeed a very sensible and clear choice.

In all fairness, even Takashiro Saya has to admit at this moment that even Takashiro Saya has such an arrogant personality, she thinks that boy named Zhuozuo is acting very manly...

But if the girl named Naomi does this, besides making the boy's awareness and determination all in vain, and the two of them die together, is there any point?

"Actually, I can understand..." Ju Chuan Shizuka's voice suddenly sounded from the side, looking low and depressed, and quite sad.

Takashiro Saya turned around subconsciously, only to see the naturally dumb teacher in front of him, who was actually looking sad at this moment.

"If the whole world has become like this, maybe it would be a kind of happiness to die with the one you love..."

Ju Chuan Shizuka put one hand on her heart, as if she was muttering to herself, her beautiful eyes were fixed on the pair of lovers in the distance.

The boy cried and yelled, but in the end he couldn't push the girl who was clinging to him tightly and didn't let go. In the end, the two hugged each other tightly, and the boy firmly protected the girl in his arms. Here, it seems that he is preparing to use his body to block those things that have come behind him——

There are already three or four that are chasing very closely, approaching behind them.

Although dead bodies and zombies appeared slowly and in large numbers from all directions, even though they knew that the next scene would be very cruel, but on the side of the school bus, everyone did not leave directly.

Probably because they thought that if they drove away without looking at it like this, they would never forgive themselves in their hearts, as if they had done something wrong.

--boom!

Just when someone could hardly bear to lower their head or look away, a dead zombie that was about to pounce on and bite the lovers was suddenly hit by some blow.

It is no exaggeration to say that its head was suddenly brought up by something, and its whole body flew up, hitting and flying the two zombies next to it.

Blood, brain matter, red and white, were scattered all over the ground like this, but even the skull was blown away by some attack, so it was completely invisible.On the other hand, in the same direction as the attack, the bodies of two more dead zombies exploded——

One was a big hole in his chest suddenly blown out, and the other was two thighs suddenly snapped at the root. It looked like he had been pierced through by some terrible attack...

Oh, no, plus the one just now should be one and three.

If it wasn't for the problem of the angle, it might be possible to pierce through and attack more dead zombies... No one could see that, among the scattered stumps, arms, and blood, there was an arrow obliquely inserted into the solid tiles on the ground. In the middle, almost the entire arrow was not inserted into it.

"The effort is too much...need to adjust, some are too wasteful."

Xia Ran was standing on the third floor of the school building, facing a certain window on the side of the parking lot, and seemed to be muttering something to herself, and the longbow in her hand had been stretched once again.

The arrow flew out of the string without a sound, and it was not until after flying hundreds of meters that it made a completely inconspicuous whistling sound.

boom!

In the next moment, another zombie's head tilted suddenly, and it flew out with its whole body. The skull exploded in mid-air, and the blood rained down on the ground, which looked particularly bloody and brutal.

Immediately afterwards, what made people dizzy was that two or three dead zombies were subjected to incomparably precise and domineering long-range sniping one after another. Very fast and accurate.

Quick and accurate!

Although not everyone can immediately see who is shooting arrows in a distant direction, it does not prevent them from judging that this person's archery skills are unimaginably terrifying. It seems that it does not take a second to draw a bow and set an arrow. No need to aim the same.

In the blink of an eye, the six or seven dead zombies around the lovers were cleared away. Although there were more and more coming up behind them, they were given a chance and time.

Even though they seemed to be dumbfounded watching what happened around them, they couldn't react at all.

"Let's go!"

Yako Bushima's wonderful eyes were full of spirits, but without any hesitation, she clenched the white oak wooden knife in her hand and ran quickly in that direction.

She judged that this was the best chance to save those two people.

Takashi Komuro and Rei Miyamoto couldn't react for a while, and it took a full two seconds for them to suddenly wake up. They quickly grabbed the weapons in their hands and rushed over.

Xia Ran exhaled lightly, continued to kill the approaching dead zombies one by one, and adjusted the output of the belief "enchanting".

As long as it can be killed within the shooting range with one arrow lock, there is really no need to strengthen it to the point where it looks like an armor-piercing bullet, it would be too wasteful...

(End of this chapter)