A youth story of a passerby at the end of the world

“Yes.” Uesugi Genshin casually picked up the magazine that Murai had already loaded on the ground, inserted it into the gun, and skillfully cocked it with a click. “This kind of thing is easy to apply to other situations.”

"Drawing inferences from one instance to another?" A big question mark appeared in Murai's mind. What could possibly be related to drawing inferences from one's ability to fire a gun?

"Yono, get me a few more." With that, Uesugi Genshin rushed out.

"Miss Yukinoshita?" Murai stared blankly at Yukinoshita Haruno.

"Don't look at me." Unaware of her own ignorance, Yukinoshita Haruno picked up the magazines that had been filled on the ground by the others, her hands full.

By the time she caught up, the Self-Defense Forces at the entrance had already run inside, probably because they had run out of ammunition.

Meanwhile, Uesugi Genshin was already firing to intercept the horde of zombies behind him. With the butt of his gun against his shoulder, he didn't need to aim specifically; his field of vision was already filled with zombies.

Bullets kept hitting, bringing the retreating corpses to a standstill. Uesugi Genshin changed to a new magazine, snapped it against the bolt, and the next second the firepower was back in action.

She's very skilled at it. Yukinoshita Haruno stood beside her watching, her voice not loud.

This is also why Uesugi Genshin was able to fire continuously, because a silencer had been installed; nowadays, people either wear headphones or use silencers.

Unlike before, I have to endure the sound of gunfire, and over time my hearing will deteriorate.

However, to be honest, it also has a lot to do with density. At least at a rate of 800 rounds per minute, your ears definitely can't take it.

As I quickly changed the magazine, I could clearly feel the barrel getting hot in my palm. It certainly wouldn't feel cold in winter, but it's spring now.

The airborne troops who had gone down immediately returned to the ground, throwing a few grenades into the horde of corpses. This time the explosions were louder, but the effect was significant.

A large number of zombies fell instantly; one blast killed more than a dozen, leaving behind a mess of flesh and debris.

After emptying his last magazine, Uesugi Genshin took a few steps back.

He took the magazine from Yukinoshita and put it back into the ammunition belt. The remaining zombies, who had become separated from the zombie horde behind him, were now only a few scattered.

"This is Mimori." This was the first radio call Yukino Yukinoshita received, and it wasn't Sawada's voice that came through, which surprised her.

"We had a slight mishap; zombies came out of the cafeteria and the hospital."

Yukino's mood wasn't so good at the moment. She had just relaxed when she was disturbed by another request for help.

Now that each of their units had encountered hordes of zombies, she began to wonder if splitting up the troops in pursuit of efficiency was a mistake, squinting at the sun hanging on the horizon.

The next second, she opened her eyes and ran towards the bicycle.

"What's wrong?" Uesugi Genshin followed her and watched her get on her bike, guessing that something had happened again.

"Get in." Yukinoshita Haruno patted the back seat. "It's my turn to give you a ride this time."

"Have you ridden this before?" Uesugi Genshin straddled the back seat, easily overtaking Yukinoshita Haruno by a head.

“Of course,” Yukinoshita Haruno laughed. “What do you take me for?”

"Isn't she the young lady?" He peered forward from Yukinoshita Haruno's shoulder.

"It doesn't sound like something nice coming from you."

"You're mistaken. I'm Baomei," Uesugi Genshin whispered in her ear. "It's a little loud."

"boom!"

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Mimori originally planned to head straight for the exit along the main road, but found that all the windows of the hospital on the right were broken at some point.

Looking through the window, they saw the zombies lurking by the window making eye contact with them.

What I initially thought was just a few scattered spots turned out to be much more than I expected!

The zombie that crawled out of the broken window fell to the ground, but quickly got up again.

After fleeing all the way, the group was exhausted, especially the two people carrying the person. Mimori wanted to hide first.

The line that was originally heading towards the exit had to turn towards the cafeteria first.

There were even more in the cafeteria!

Their mistake has resulted in them being trapped in the kitchen, but thankfully the door is sturdy.

Moreover, these are just the zombies in the cafeteria. The zombies in the hospital are outside at the moment, so their movements are not very loud. Or rather, the cafeteria is soundproof enough, and the stairs are far apart, so the noise on the first floor cannot reach the second floor, and the sounds from the depths cannot reach the outside.

"boom!"

The gunshots outside ignited hope in Mimori, and a surge of power welled up within him, causing him to grip the door even tighter.

"Someone's here," he said to his teammates inside the house.

The gunshots grew closer and closer until they made their ears, pressed against the door, ache.

A polite knock sounded, followed by Ms. Yukinoshita's voice.

Relieved, Mimori opened the door to welcome them.

Uesugi Genshin continued to guard the entrance, single-handedly taking down the zombies that entered through the doors and windows.

This is a bit of a problem. Shooting is more efficient, but it attracts even more zombies. Perhaps this time they have completely alarmed the entire garrison of zombies.

It's so nerve-wracking.

"You guys go out through the side door first." Yukinoshita Haruno said to Mimori, pointing to the door in the opposite direction, and told him to take his men out first.

Murai and his group also encountered the horde of corpses chasing Sawada and are currently clearing them out.

Otherwise, the bullets found won't be able to be taken out.

The situation has now shifted from finding supplies to clearing out the encampment.

Uesugi Genshin's ammunition wasn't unlimited, so he would have to ride around them again and go back on the way.

"what......"

Although she didn't know why Ms. Yukinoshita sighed wearily, Mimori obediently nodded and then led her people away.

Blood smeared the walls along the way, like red paint had been splashed on them. This was the first time he had ever seen someone shoot zombies.

Both sides and the ground were covered in a sticky red substance; if someone were alone, it would definitely be terrifying.

But now... I feel so at ease.

Chapter 210: Weak in unarmed combat, strong in ground fighting techniques

"They've already left," Yukinoshita Haruno called out from inside the cafeteria.

"Understood." After inserting the bayonet into the zombie's eye socket, Uesugi Genshin turned and ran into the cafeteria, attaching the bayonet he had pulled out to his Type 89 rifle.

If it were a pistol, he could dual-wield it and use his longsword to deal with approaching zombies.

However, it doesn't matter much, except that the margin for error is low because you have to aim for the area above the neck to stab.

I always felt like I was holding a Mosin-Nagant gun, like a gun from an old era.

After all, this is the current state of the country: a lack of investment in military research and development, which means that every time equipment is upgraded, a lot of money has to be spent to import technology, and sometimes the entire industrial chain has to be reorganized.

These costs are all factored into the price of the gun, making it much more expensive even within the military than civilian versions of standard equipment in other countries.

As for performance, it's just average, with a very low cost-performance ratio. And the Type 89 is still in use today.

He found it fairly easy to use, but if possible, Uesugi Genshin would prefer to try the AKM. The two are comparable, but if the Type 89 were to fight the AKM, it would probably lose, even though he had never used that family of guns that was only born in 47.

"Let's stay here and keep watch for a while," Yukino suggested, knocking down a zombie attacking from the second floor.

“No problem.” The airborne regiment is a special force, and their magazine capacity is much greater than the standard of 5 or 6 for ordinary troops. He carried 9 magazines, one of which was on his gun.

Besides the magazine with 17 bullets remaining, he had 6 full magazines, for a total of nearly 200 bullets.

They kept shooting at the zombies that came in through the doors and windows on both sides, as well as those coming down the stairs from the second floor.

"Very accurate." Yukino Yukinoshita admired the marksmanship as he shot each enemy with a single shot.

"So-so." He should be able to get used to it after a little practice. Uesugi Genshin asked, "Have you ever practiced the Type 89 before?"

"I've played with it." After all, it was a domestically made gun, and Yukinoshita Haruno recalled it briefly, "but it wasn't very good."

Ah... actually, he had wanted to complain about it since earlier. The design of the fire selector on this gun was really flawed. The rotation angle was too large, and switching between single and burst fire took a lot of time. Uesugi Genshin considered himself to have big hands, but his fingers could barely reach it.

What about men with smaller hands or women with even smaller hands? The designer didn't consider that at all.

Fortunately, this wasn't a battlefield against humans; the other side was just a group of low-intelligence, inanimate objects.

"what about others?"

"You're quite accurate when you're standing still." Yukinoshita Haruno has a clear understanding of her own situation, which is why she added the premise of not moving.

"Actually, if you had a laser pointer, you could hit it very accurately with ease." (At close range)

"This gun isn't here?" Yukino Yukinoshita poked her head out, looking at the smooth guide rail.

"No."

“Then this gun must not be there,” she said.

"What do you mean?" Uesugi Genshin asked, glancing back at her in confusion.

“I saw what Murai and the others said,” Yukinoshita explained.

"So that means he lost this person." Uesugi Genshin patted his gun with his left hand, both amused and annoyed.

“No, it’s because he didn’t buy it…” Yukinoshita Haruno suddenly laughed, her laughter as pleasant as his.

"?" Uesugi Genshin's eyes widened, and he asked in surprise, "Isn't this a standard accessory?"

“How could that be?” Uesugi Genshin couldn’t see her outstretched hand, Yukinoshita Haruno said with a hint of mockery, “Even members of the Airborne Brigade have to pay for their own laser designators or tactical lights.”

"..." Oh, I see. He's really learned a lot.

A large number of zombies lay dead a dozen meters away from him, forming a small, hill-like pile of corpses.

But they still recklessly came to deliver the zombies, and the zombies from the second floor poured down in droves, making it impossible to see the stairs leading to the second floor anymore.

She glanced to the side and saw a zombie coming around from the side. Ignoring it, Yukinoshita Haruno picked up a stick and went over to take care of it.

"Ha... I feel like there's more and more of this." With a sigh, Uesugi Genshin loosened his tired fingers.

"Let's go too." Yukino Yukinoshita looked out through the gap in the window and saw that there were still many people moving around outside the window.

The sunlight streaming in has decreased significantly, making the cafeteria much darker as a result.

“Ah,” Uesugi Genshin replied.

The gun made a "click-click" sound, and Yukinoshita Haruno watched as Uesugi Genshin pulled the trigger several times in succession. "Out of bullets?"

"No... it's stuck."

"..." Her smile froze. Yukinoshita was also taken aback; she had never experienced anything like this before. The guns at the shooting range they went to were all meticulously maintained, because they wanted to be good value for money.

What if this happens in a critical moment?

After tapping the bolt to fix the problem, Uesugi Genshin asked Yukinoshita Hino, "Can you still run?"

“Of course~” Yukinoshita Haruno replied easily.

Although she didn't like exercising that made her sweat a lot before, she's been doing high-intensity workouts every day for the past month since the zombies appeared.

Even with a little effort, the once flat stomach now shows the outline of muscles.

Not to mention running, the daily walking distance is based on ten kilometers.

The two quickly moved towards the wall with fewer zombies, and along the way, they found the bicycle they had parked there when they came in.

Two shots and a bayonet strike dealt with the zombies surrounding the bicycle. Uesugi Genshin sat on the back of Yukinoshita Haruno's bicycle, just like before.

“Let’s go and meet up with Murai and the others,” said Yukinoshita Haruno, sitting in the front.

"Ah."

The roads that had been cleared were now overrun with zombies that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere; it wasn't just the hospital that was affected.

Previously, Uesugi Genshin didn't have much trouble pedaling, but the reverse was a different story. Yukinoshita Haruno never imagined that one day she would be pedaling for a man.

Although she had imagined that one day she would have the experience of riding on the back of a bicycle, just like in some movies.

However... this is the first time this has happened, and the bicycle itself is very difficult to pedal.

Meanwhile, Uesugi Genshin was responsible for dealing with the corpses blocking the way from the back seat. The fastest ones were also the ones who died the fastest, but some still managed to dart out from the corners.

Then she heard a "click-click" sound in her ear, "Out of bullets?"