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

The bow is drawn as bright as the moon.

The next second, the arrow flew out, whistling through the air, and flashed past in mid-air visible to the naked eye.

To strike a distant target.

middle!

It was nailed to the zombie's head, then pierced through until it was embedded.

Like the previous two, the zombie's body was thrown backward by the enormous impact to its head, crashing heavily to the ground and knocking down the zombie next to it.

"oh oh......"

Ignoring the voice in his ear, Uesugi Genshin continued to draw his fourth arrow.

Up to the eighth branch, all eight zombies on the embankment were killed by long-range attacks.

Not a single arrow missed its mark, demonstrating outstanding skill.

“It’s safe now.” Uesugi Genshin lowered his bow and walked to the back. The crowd automatically parted to make way for him. He waved and said, “Prepare to dock.”

"Yes!"

After enjoying the sights, the members quickly returned to a state of combat readiness, checking their equipment and weapons.

Walking over to Mai, Uesugi Genshin handed the bow and arrows in his hand to Hayasaka for safekeeping, and wiped his hand on his shirt.

"Are you ready?"

"Anytime." Mai Sakurajima tossed the knife in her hand, indicating her presence without a moment's hesitation on her beautiful face.

With Hu Buxiang's relatively reliable operation, the yacht slowly approached the shore, and the anchor was lowered.

Under Hayama's arrangement, Yamato, who was in the lead, stepped onto the land first and looked eastward to guard the area, while making room for the others to disembark.

After everyone disembarked, Uesugi Genshin and Hayama Hayato boarded a fishing boat moored nearby, unsurprisingly without a key.

It cannot be driven away, but apart from that, the ship perfectly meets their requirements.

"Let's clean up the fishing port first," Uesugi Genshin suggested, standing on the fishing boat and looking at the zombies on the other two breakwaters.

The boat rocked gently, not becoming more stable even though it was docked. Although the sea was surrounded by a long causeway, it was still undulating.

"Okay." Hayato Hayama had no objections; only by ensuring the safety of the environment could the search be conducted more effectively.

He left his father on the ship for the time being, while Uesugi Genshin directed the crew to head towards the fishing port.

"..." Watching his son lead his men to make a big splash, Uesugi's father had mixed feelings, but a sense of relief welled up inside him.

He also got off the boat, intending to take a look at the fishing boats moored on both sides of the breakwater.

Uesugi Genshin led his men down the long dike to the fishing port, where they could see the swarms of corpses moving about on the first and second long dikes to their left.

On the right-hand side, above the flat ground, lies the highway, which connects to the sea bridge that can be seen from the other side.

Not far ahead, in an open space, there were rows of small boats piled up. I wondered why they were piled up there. Were they scrapped? Or were they stored away?

Apart from the long embankment, there were no zombies to be seen in the surrounding area; this open fishing port was the battlefield of fate.

After arranging the formation, Uesugi Genshin and Hayama Hayato began organizing their subordinates to prepare for the attack on the horde of zombies.

The four inverted triangular formations were arranged in a row to ensure that the front line was wide enough while also ensuring that someone was always ready to provide support.

Uesugi Genshin and his men stood on the far right of the group, moving forward with it.

There weren't many zombies on the second embankment, nor were they densely packed. After killing the two lone zombies that had run into the area, Hayama Hayato told Ooka to take his team members to deal with them first, to avoid being attacked from both sides... or from the front and left.

Some of the zombies on the first long dike had already come down. Zombies have sight, and a few that had initially taken a few steps toward the group out of instinct because of what appeared to be living creatures in their field of vision, as if suddenly realized, began to rush toward the group with a purpose.

The commotion alerted nearby members of the same species, triggering a chain reaction that sent the horde rushing towards them, but the faster ones had already fallen behind.

Uesugi Genshin took the lead and ran ahead, intending to lure away most of the stray corpses. Sakurajima Mai and Hayasaka Ai followed him.

As long as the attacks from the corpses aren't too intense, the people of Yeshan can easily clear out the horde of corpses in open areas.

Rolling up his sleeves to reveal his strong forearms, a flash of silver light appeared as Uesugi Genshin swiftly swung his katana, felling two of them to the ground.

Mai Sakurajima and Ai Hayasaka took care of the other two.

Immediately afterwards, they rushed eastward, causing the horde of corpses to visibly split into three groups as they descended from the sky.

While running, he launched a counterattack against the zombies behind him. His killing skills had long been awakened. Twisting around to maintain his balance and attacking was a piece of cake for him. With the slightest contact, a zombie died. He immediately turned around and ran again.

But this acrobatic performance left the zombies running for their lives behind him, while Mai Sakurajima and Ai Hayasaka walked ahead of him, keeping pace with his steps.

His sharp blade sliced ​​through the other man's clothes and cut into flesh as easily as a hot knife through butter, and the broken spine was as easy as cracking open a nut.

Blood from the zombie's veins splattered onto the dark ground of the fishing grounds.

Even as their lives were being taken, the zombies continued to follow them in vain. Unfortunately, they had no intelligence, and Uesugi Genshin saw no resentment or hatred in their eyes, only the madness and hunger of wild beasts.

When facing unintelligent wild beasts, be more ferocious than them!

Seeing their minister's heroic fighting posture, the executive department members who were about to engage the enemy cheered.

Although the size of the front was reduced considerably due to the temporary departure of the Ooka Group and the Minister, their morale and fighting spirit did not decline at all; on the contrary, they rose even higher due to their active combat.

"Attack!" Hayato Hayama shouted.

"Haaah!!!"

Like waves crashing against a solid embankment, the horde of corpses rammed headlong into the executive department's ranks.

In the blink of an eye, filthy blood splattered on the ground.

Chapter 178: The Goal is to Fight Ten Against One

The executive officers, having maintained their formation, launched a wolf-like attack on the onrushing zombies.

They smashed it with studded baseball bats and tomahawks, then kicked it away with their legs.

There was no guardrail on the left, and the zombie that was knocked down to the left fell straight into the sea, its heavy body causing a high column of water to rise from the sea surface.

Roaring, Yamato charged towards the horde of corpses, with his crew members following closely behind, making it impossible for the Hayama and Tobe groups to retreat.

Hayato Hayama had originally planned to have everyone step back a few steps to allow for a buffer.

After dealing with the zombies on the embankment, Ooka and his men slipped back, but the battle here was not over yet.

They have completely killed the stragglers, and the consequences of the previous splitting of the zombie horde are now evident; at least the zombies have no way to survive.

Yamato and the vanguard retreated back into the lines, waiting in comfort. When they saw the reinforcements returning, they cheered loudly.

Hayato Hayama told them to move back a distance, away from the fallen corpses.

Without careful inspection, some animals might not be completely dead. Also, when we charge forward later, we need to watch our step.

“Ooka,” Hayato Hayama called out.

“Yes.” Ooka understood.

Ooka and his men, who had rushed back, joined the tight formation, preparing to fight off the next wave of zombies.

At this moment, Uesugi Genshin and his men had arrived at a campsite adjacent to the fishing port, accompanied by the corpses behind them.

It's really close, only a few dozen meters away, so it's considered a supporting facility.

The campsite was set up on a grassy area. In April, the grass was a mix of tender green and dry yellow, like an oil painting with yellow and green intermingled.

In a few months, it will probably be completely green, but by then there will be more mosquitoes and other insects, which is one of the troubles of hot weather.

The zombies couldn't jump over the knee-high wooden fence, which was only there to mark the boundary, and the group of zombies following them tripped over the horizontal log and fell to the ground.

One after another.

The fence was simple, with a piece of wood nailed into the ground every few meters, and a long, neatly trimmed piece of wood connecting them horizontally.

It doesn't look very sturdy; it feels like it could be knocked over with a few kicks because of its small diameter, which can be gripped with one hand.

But to my surprise, it was incredibly resilient, and it didn't fall down despite the continuous, painful thuds of the zombies hitting its fibula.

That's true. After all, it's located by the sea. If a typhoon comes one day, it would be a problem if it were easily uprooted.

The zombies that were originally following behind them formed a wedge formation, if they knew military tactics, but they were tripped up by the fence and unfortunately piled up together.

The bottommost zombie gripped the soft soil, trapped and unable to get up for a long time.

The topmost zombie climbed over the bodies of its kind and was the first to emerge.

With numerous bodies intertwined, their movements inevitably prevented them from standing up individually, and only a handful of zombies managed to break free and begin to move.

Uesugi Genshin was not going to let this opportunity slip by, and a counterattack immediately broke out at the fence.

He, Mai, and Hayasaka stopped and killed the zombies that rushed towards them, but just then, another wave of zombies appeared in the camp behind them.

If they weren't still some distance away, they would have been attacked from both sides long ago.

The fence not only hindered the zombies' movement but also affected their mobility.

Logically, it would be the right choice to weaken them around the fence and launch a fierce counterattack.

But the situation has become delicate. Turning around, Uesugi Genshin discovered the enemy behind him and licked his dry lips.

I've seen similar situations before, so I'm quite used to it.

At this moment, if he continues to focus on the opportunity at hand, his vision would be too narrow.

He glanced at the zombies behind him; there were only seven or eight, less than ten, and some were moving at different speeds. He had already made up his mind.

"You guys go and deal with the zombies behind us first," he shouted to Mai Sakurajima and Ai Hayasaka, who were fighting side by side.

After glancing back, Mai Sakurajima understood his command. "Understood."

The two women began to approach Uesugi Genshin, coming behind him, while simultaneously transferring the hatred of the zombies that had been targeting them to Uesugi Genshin.

Then they turned and ran deeper into the campsite to intercept the zombies that were heading their way.

Meanwhile, Uesugi Genshin engaged in a tense and exciting close-quarters battle with the zombies, constantly deflecting attacks and bites from all directions, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

Unfortunately, there were no more soldiers to surround him, to cover his flanks, to protect his rear, to clear his front, and to create space for him to attack and kill the enemy.

Unconsciously, I was lost in memories, and in the blink of an eye, I was back in reality, with the space to dodge becoming increasingly narrow.

It's time to break out.

He dodged a zombie's attack by sidestepping, then slashed its chest and abdomen with his sword, cutting through its spine along with the blade. With a horizontal slash, its body was nearly severed in two.

After parrying away the other arm, he started running, leaving the horde of corpses behind once again.

Ahead, Mai and Hayasaka were dealing with the last two zombies at the campsite. They turned around and moved closer to each other, intending to help Uesugi Genshin.

Hayasaka Ai's raincoat was already stained with a lot of blood, and the nails on the baseball bat made each attack a bloody mess, far less elegant and precise than a knife.

Therefore, Mai Sakurajima looked much cleaner. The two of them, breathing calmly, jogged towards Genshin Uesugi.

There were less than ten corpses behind him. In the gaps between Uesugi Genshin's stops to attack them, they fully got up and gathered into a group again. Because they were so dense, they were impossible to attack.

Sakurajima Mai and Hayasaka Ai exchanged a glance, and after a brief exchange, they split up and ran towards the opposite sides of Uesugi Genshin and the horde of corpses.

As they passed by, each attracted the attention of two or three zombies on the outside. They abandoned their pursuit of the man in front and began chasing their new targets.

Just then, Uesugi Genshin began to counterattack, his twisting and spinning blade drawing a full moon arc as he slashed at the oncoming zombie. After sending it flying, he twisted his wrist, the blade flipped, and the next strike landed on the second zombie.

He kicked off one of them, using the force to pull out the knife. As he took half a step back, the spinning knife, propelled by inertia, slashed at the third person's collarbone.

With a crisp "crack," the three zombies were all dealt with, and then he, Mai, and Hayasaka eliminated the remaining zombies as well.

“Well done,” Uesugi Genshin chuckled.

"Well, it's nothing serious... but I'm a little tired." As she said this, Mai Sakurajima pinned the sword to the ground. A thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead, her chest heaving, and her breathing was somewhat rapid.

"Well, I hope you can consider it more carefully next time." Taking her eyes off him, Hayasaka Ai gave a "Ugh, this is so troublesome" look. Her efficient execution didn't mean she wasn't complaining.

At least a direct confrontation was too stimulating for her; it was something she wouldn't even dare to dream of back in Shuchiin.

They prefer to gang up on lone wolves rather than fight alone, a style quite different from the fighting style of the Soubu High School.

It seems I still have to get used to this, she thought to herself.

Chapter 179: Let's Go Take a Look Here