Lost Narrative Poetry

"This is different from my car. The accelerator is like this...the clutch is like this...the brake seems to be like this..."

Marikawa Shizuka tilted her head in confusion, sitting in the driver's seat and looking at the operating equipment in front of her. A series of question marks rose from her head.

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

But he didn't dare to be sure whether his guess was correct or not. The result was this bump and that bump. He just didn't dare to take action directly for fear of causing more unexpected trouble.

In the end, under Saya Takagi's urgent urging, she took action without hesitation. After all, if she didn't control the vehicle quickly, it would not be trouble, but there would be no chance of leaving the school alive.

finally--

The bus's engine roared and roared, but it was successfully started by Marikawa Shizuka.

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

"It's okay, senior...all the zombies around have been cleared..." Komuro Takashi panted and stopped waving the baseball bat. He didn't have any particularly proficient skills, such as Busujima Yako's kendo, Miyamoto Rei's spear skills and so on.

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 wields a baseball bat and violently kills dead zombies in the head, and kills from the rooftop to the parking lot——

He didn't have the skill awareness of Yako Busujima. There were many dead zombies that he couldn't avoid and could only be killed with violent headshots.

"I understand... you guys get in the car first." Yako Busujima took a deep breath and said without looking back, still looking in the direction of the school building.

It seems that not many of the remaining people can escape. Of the five or six people who were rescued before, there are now only two students, a boy and a girl, who are running towards this side with all their strength and gritted teeth.

However, under Busujima Yako's gaze, the boy running behind the girl suddenly stumbled and fell heavily to the ground, and it looked like he had sprained his foot.

"Zhuo Zao!"

The girl rushed forward for more than ten steps before she noticed the condition of the boy behind her. She turned around and was stunned.

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

The boy struggled to get up, but maybe he was nervous, or maybe his injured leg didn't allow it, or more likely because he had exhausted all his strength, and now the breath he was holding tightly was released, and he could no longer hold on. For the sake of living.

"..."

"..."

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

She looked back at the school bus in the distance behind her. Its engine was roaring and roaring, and it was ready to set off at any time.

The next second, she shook her head vigorously, and a few crystal tears fell down. Then she gritted her teeth and ran quickly towards the boy, as if she had no hesitation from behind.

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

When the boy saw her acting like this, he was stunned for a moment, and then his face changed drastically. However, it was not the ecstasy and heartfelt joy of being saved, but the look of even more despair——

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

He begged desperately, and by the time he finished speaking, he was already wailing in despair, with a certain kind of weakness and request in his voice, like a wounded beast with unconcealable fear.

It seemed that he was more afraid of the girl 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 did not stop, but continued to run towards him staggeringly, a smile forced out of her fearful and pale face, and tears kept falling.

Seeing this scene, Busujima Yako, Miyamoto Rei and Komuro Takashi, who were still waiting outside the school bus, were all stunned for a moment.

And the distance was relatively far, so they had no time to rush over for rescue. At most, they had time to rush to the boy before the zombies arrived, but there was absolutely no way they could escape back with those two people.

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

Saya Takagi leaned out of the car window and happened to see such a scene. She immediately screamed angrily and anxiously. They have not driven away immediately until now, not just to save as many people as possible. ?

But what is going on with these two people?

The boy didn't say anything. After he realized that he couldn't run away, he became very responsible and tried his best to get the girl to leave and not go back to save him. After all, it is better for one person to die than for two people to die. This is indeed a very rational and clear choice.

To be fair, even Takagi Saya, who has such a proud temperament, has to admit at this moment that she feels that the boy named Takuzo can be said to be acting very masculine...

But if the girl named Naomi does this, besides making all the boy's consciousness and determination go to waste, and both of them dying together, will there be any meaning?

"Actually, I can understand..." Marikawa Shizuka's voice suddenly sounded next to her, appearing low, lost, and quite sad.

Saya Takagi subconsciously turned around, only to see the dumb teacher in front of him, who actually had a sad face at this moment.

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

Marikawa Shizuka pressed a hand on her heart, as if muttering to herself, her beautiful eyes staring closely at the pair of lovers in the distance.

The boy cried and screamed, but in the end he was still unable to push away the girl who hugged him tightly and refused to let go. In the end, the two hugged each other tightly, and the boy tightly 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 were already three or four chasing them very closely, approaching behind them.

Although dead zombies were appearing slowly and in large numbers from all directions, and although they knew that the next scene would be very cruel, everyone on the school bus did not leave directly.

They probably felt that if they just drove away without looking, they would never forgive themselves in their hearts, as if they had done something wrong.

--boom!

Just when someone was about to lower their head or look away unbearably, a dead zombie that was about to pounce and bite the lovers was suddenly struck by something.

It is no exaggeration to say that something suddenly hit its head and caused its entire body to fly up, severely knocking away the two zombies next to it.

Blood and brains, red and white, were scattered all over the floor, but even the skull was blown away by some attack and was completely invisible. On the contrary, in the direction in line with the attack, the bodies of two more dead zombies exploded——

One's chest suddenly exploded with a big hole, and the other's two thighs were suddenly broken at the root. It looked like the scene was pierced through by some terrible attack...

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

If it weren't for the angle, it might be possible to penetrate and attack more dead zombies... No one could see that among the scattered broken limbs and blood splatters, there was an arrow diagonally inserted into the solid tiles on the ground. Almost the whole arrow was missing.

"It's too much effort... it needs to be adjusted. It's a bit too wasteful."

Xia Ran was on the third floor of the school building, standing by a window facing the parking lot. She seemed to be muttering something to herself. The long bow in her hand had once again stretched the tight string.

The arrow left the string silently, and it wasn't until it flew hundreds of meters that it made a completely inconspicuous whistling sound.

boom!

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

Immediately afterwards, what was dizzying was that two or three more dead zombies were successively attacked by extremely precise and domineering long-range snipers. Although their death conditions were different, and the lethality of the arrows was obviously decreasing rapidly, their characteristics were that they all Very fast and accurate.

Be quick and accurate!

Although not everyone can immediately see who is shooting arrows in which direction in the distance, it does not prevent them from judging that this person's archery skills are unimaginable. It seems that it doesn't even take a second to open a bow and set an arrow. What's more, No need to aim the same.

In just the blink of an eye, the six or seven dead zombies around the lovers were cleared away. Although there were more and larger numbers surging over behind them, they were given the opportunity and time.

Although they seemed to be stunned at what was happening around them, unable to react at all.

"Let's go!"

Yako Busushima's wonderful eyes were filled with excitement, but without any hesitation, he clenched the white oak wooden sword in his hand and ran quickly in that direction.

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

Komuro Takashi and Miyamoto Rei were unable to react for a moment, and it took them two full seconds to suddenly wake up. They quickly grabbed the weapons in their hands and rushed over.

Xia Ran exhaled softly and continued to kill the approaching zombies one by one, while adjusting the output of the "enchantment" of his belief.

As long as you can ensure that you can kill with one arrow within the range, there is no need to strengthen it to the point where it is like an armor-piercing bullet. It would be too wasteful...