I’m Really Unnerved In Tokyo

Middle East, Haderba.

The yellow sand is blowing with the wind, passing over the ruined city, and falling among the ruined walls, abandoned vehicles, and countless potholes left by missile bombing...

This city with a long history and a lot of traffic has been recovered as a "ruin" since it was occupied by the extremist religious organization "Daesh" three years ago and experienced countless tragic battles.

Although it is called "smooth recovery" in the international news, the city has not yet set up any government agencies, nor has it been able to launch the so-called "reconstruction plan".

Whether it's in the rubble, on the road or on the top of the intersection signal, there are dead bodies everywhere.

No one knows how many people have died in this city.

After nightfall, this uninhabited city is dominated by terrifying silence and the pungent stench of corpses in the air.

Even the most greedy vultures in the desert dare not settle here.

Because, whenever night falls, corpses lingering with resentment will slowly get up, and wander around the streets and alleys stiffly, greedily and bloodthirstyly exploring the breath of all living things.

These living corpses revived after sunset are the reason why the official government has not been able to truly recover the city so far.

Under the moonlight, an off-road vehicle assembled from various brand car parts was wandering on the edge of Haderba's dilapidated city wall.

More and more living corpses were attracted by the sound of the engine and chased not far behind the rear of the car.

"Bang bang bang..."

In the car, two men were leaning out half of their bodies, using the guns in their hands to wipe out the living corpses outside the range of the city wall.

"Recruit, keep your arms steady and don't waste bullets! These guys will only stop their activities if they hit the head..."

On the co-pilot, a middle-aged man who calmly aimed a gun reminded the young man behind him who was also aiming a gun.

"Please, Feisal, you are too strict..."

In the driver's seat, an old man with a long beard who was proficient in driving was joking cheerfully.

"It's the first time for little Uday to face these things so closely. It would be nice if he didn't drop the gun out of the car door."

"It's okay, I just saw an acquaintance inside..."

In the back row of the off-road vehicle, the young man wrapped in a white robe took a deep breath, calmly pulled the trigger, and accurately hit a living corpse between the eyebrows, making the other corpse fall to the ground without moving.

"Inshallah, Uncle Assad... I will always remember that the sof in your shop is the best in Haderba!"

Looking at his immature face, it is estimated that he is less than 15 years old, but there is a iron-blooded calmness between his brows.

"Wow, look, little Uday is angry!"

Seeing this scene from the rearview mirror, the uncle driving the car suddenly exclaimed.

The fifteen-year-old thin boy hit a target 50 meters away on a moving car with an AK47 with great recoil...

This ability to take into account the impact of recoil on ballistics can only be explained by talent for those who lack ordnance and can only practice guns through actual combat.

"Don't forget, after the shooting selection the day before yesterday, I was recognized as the number one shooter of the 'Hadeba Revival Militia'..."

The boy squinted his eyes, calmed down his emotions, and used the AK47 in his hand to shoot precisely at the living corpse chasing the vehicle behind him.

"One day, I will reclaim and rebuild this city so that my children, like me, will have fond memories of growing up here!"

"Find a girl who is willing to marry you before you talk stupid things... Besides, these unkillable monsters are simply the anger of the true gods against this world..."

The uncle driver made a sharp turn, dodged a few living corpses that suddenly stood up in the sand, and muttered angrily.

"Even the mysterious religious people in the peacekeeping missions can't do anything about these 'dead cities'."

"City of the Dead" is what they call Hadbar, a city occupied by the infinitely resurrected dead.

There is more than one city like this in this land full of yellow sand.

"Or, do you believe that the recently rumored 'Mahdi' really exists?"

The middle-aged man on the co-pilot squinted his eyes and asked disdainfully.

He has seen too many young people who are as talented as little Uday but buried under the yellow sand because of his enthusiasm.

If you want to live longer, you must learn to give up those unrealistic "dreams" and consider everything in front of you with the worst plan.

Listening to the other party's words, Uday pursed his mouth, and just continued to shoot without speaking.

The middle-aged man was right. In front of these living corpses who were like "movie tricks that love self-importance and can't die no matter how hard they die", the "Hadeba Revival Militia" spontaneously formed by the survivors of Haderba City, Just a joke.

Although most of these living corpses have no intelligence and will only chase people who come into sight like beasts, whether they are smashed into a ground of meat by shells, burned into ashes by fire, or even smashed, mixed, and divided with a mixer Buried everywhere, they will regroup their bodies and "resurrect" again the next night.

This is the painful fact that officials have realized after sacrificing countless ground troops and carrying out countless air strikes.

The militia, which is short of ammunition and materials, can only guide the living corpses that accidentally walked out of the city wall to a place close to the city wall and then subdue them, so as to control the scope of activities of these evil existences and protect the people outside Haderba City. Several refugee camps were spared.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Haderba, who carried the happy memories of countless people, had already died forever.

"Um?"

Suddenly, Uday, a young militiaman who was concentrating on aiming, looked at the top of a city wall a hundred meters away as if feeling something.

"who?"

There, a ghostly white figure flashed past.

"Don't be in a daze, be careful!!"

Just when he thought he was dazzled, a strong force dragged him back into the car.

"Click..."

Immediately, the upper half of the city wall next to the off-road vehicle collapsed suddenly, hitting the roof of the vehicle heavily.

"Bastard, this damn broken wall won't collapse sooner or later..."

No matter how the uncle who drove the car stepped on the accelerator, the off-road vehicle just let out a painful roar, and the four wheels kicked up flying gravel, unable to leave under the weight of the wreckage of the city wall.

"Oops! Think of a way, those guys are following!!!"

Amidst the stink of the clutch, dozens of living corpses were already bearing down on the howling bullets, and kept getting closer.

In the city, there were also footsteps that were about to move, as if something was attracted by the noise here.

"Boom...boom!!!"

Just when the three of them were desperate, the off-road vehicle, which was not moving, suddenly lost pressure and rushed out...

"That, that is..."

Pressed on the back of the chair by the sudden push back, Uday looked back in confusion...

A figure wrapped in an Arabian white robe was supporting the collapsed thick city wall with one hand.

Judging from his body shape, he should be a man with a strong physique and a height of no more than 1.8 meters.

Under the hood lifted by the night wind, a pair of vicious slanted eyes and rebellious thin lips could be vaguely seen.

"Wait, we have to go back and save him!!!"

No time to think about how normal human beings can prop up a stone wall weighing several tons, Uday only has dozens of living corpses circling towards the man in his eyes.

It was the other party's help just now that this off-road vehicle was able to escape.

"It's too late! Going back now, we can only give him a head..."

The man on the co-pilot shook his head, and looked helplessly at the figure in the rearview mirror who was standing there, surrounded by a large group of living corpses.

"Don't you still want to find a wife and watch your children grow up in New Haderba?!"

In the next second, the moment the white-robed man put down the city wall in his hands, the heads of the living corpses around him seemed to be neatly cut off by invisible objects, like rockets ascending to the sky, and flew into the air together with the yellow sand

"Allah bless..."

Uday swore that this was the first time in his life that he saw so many human heads flying in the sky at the same time.

Then, the group of headless living corpses, like a pilgrimage, neatly centered on the man, knelt down softly on the ground.

"Ma... Hedi..."

Seeing this weird and sacred scene, Uday couldn't help murmuring this word.

"It's Mahdi, he's come to save Hadbar!!!"