Chapter 25

As Lin Yifan was hit, he leaned back, clutching his chest and coughing violently.

"Damn... cough, cough..." The pain made it hard to catch his breath. In the past, when filming movies, wearing a bulletproof vest felt like having invincibility. Now, after being shot while wearing a bulletproof vest, he realized it was much more painful than he had imagined.

"Classmate Lin!" Kukawa Shizuka, lying on the ground, reached out and grabbed Lin Yifan's backpack, struggling to pull him back behind the flower bed.

Lying in the flower bed, gasping for breath, Lin Yifan knew without unbuttoning his bulletproof vest that his chest was bruised and purple.

Lin Yifan had some basic military knowledge. This light bulletproof vest could only stop small-caliber bullets. If he had been hit by the machine gun wielded by the bald, muscular man, it would have been useless, and he would have been dead or at least with broken ribs.

After a moment, Lin Yifan replaced the magazine and cautiously peeked out. He was immediately met with a barrage of gunfire from the machine gun, pinning him down.

At this moment, Xiao Laosan, who had killed three police officers, came from the side. Lin Yifan, without aiming, fired a burst of shots.

Xiao Laosan screamed in pain, his knee hit by a bullet, and he rolled toward a nearby car, clutching his bleeding knee and howling in agony.

The bald, muscular man was now in an awkward position. He and his men had not expected Lin Yifan to react so quickly.

Lin Yifan's file had been reviewed. He was just a private, and most privates were inexperienced, having only gone through one cycle. They weren't that strong.

But now, things were too strange. In the first encounter, four of them had been reduced to two, with Xiao Laosan hit in the leg and the bald man himself injured.

In fact, even Lin Yifan hadn't realized that his reaction speed and shooting accuracy had improved. The four prisoners in the jail had brought about some invisible improvements.

Still panting, Lin Yifan, lying in the flower bed, glanced down at the transparent magazine, which still had half its bullets left.

This couldn't go on. He had already used up a third of his bullets, and a few more encounters would deplete them. Moreover, more police would arrive if they waited.

"Calm down, calm down..."

Lin Yifan, lying behind the flower bed, surveyed the surroundings. Xiao Laosan, hit in the leg, was still hiding behind a car on the right, blood spreading. The bald man didn't dare to make a move, holding his machine gun and waiting for Lin Yifan.

If neither side moved, they would both be surrounded by the Japanese police. If they did move, whoever moved first would die.

"Hey, buddy!" Lin Yifan suddenly shouted, his voice echoing in the silent street.

"Speak!" The bald man said coldly.

Lin Yifan calmed his racing heart and shouted, "Do you want to be surrounded by the Japanese police?"

"No, and my teammate needs medical attention. Let's both back off, okay?" The bald man wasn't stupid. Armed police or even the military would arrive soon, and a single armored vehicle could easily eliminate five cycle participants.

"OK! I'll put my weapon where you can see it, and you do the same."

Lin Yifan pushed the P90 out of the flower bed but kept it within reach.

The bald man placed the machine gun on the ground and picked up his phone, waving it at Lin Yifan.

Both sides took out their phones. Xiao Laosan, limping, walked to the side of the bald man.

After confirming there was no danger, Lin Yifan slowly stood up from the flower bed, picked up his phone, and called his carbon-iron RS motorcycle while keeping an eye on the bald man.

A moment later, both vehicles appeared in a corner of the nearby street. Lin Yifan squinted at the other vehicle, a blue van with hidden shooting ports.

He patted Kukawa Shizuka on the shoulder. "Teacher Kukawa, you go start the motorcycle, and I'll watch them."

"Okay, okay." Kukawa Shizuka, looking naturally innocent, stood up and walked casually to the motorcycle Lin Yifan had called.

Xiao Laosan, being sensible, dropped his weapon and dragged the two injured men into the back of the van, leaving Lin Yifan and the bald man standing face to face.

"Who sent you? The Arbitrators?" Lin Yifan asked with a grim expression.

The bald man raised an eyebrow, shook his head, and chuckled. "I am with the Arbitrators, but... I can't reveal who wants you dead. Next time, you won't be so lucky."

Lin Yifan stared at him, saying nothing.

The bald man was indeed with the Arbitrators. No matter who it was, the blame would fall on the Arbitrators.

Beep beep!

"Classmate Lin!" Kukawa Shizuka, riding the motorcycle, waved at Lin Yifan from a distance.

Lin Yifan didn't look but said to the bald man, "Now, we'll each take our weapons, slowly and calmly."

"Of course." The bald man and Lin Yifan slowly squatted down and picked up their weapons.

Seeing that both had their weapons but hadn't fired, they both breathed a sigh of relief.

"Good, let's back off, slowly." Lin Yifan, holding the P90, took a step back, and the bald man followed.

When Lin Yifan was about ten meters from Kukawa Shizuka, both sides were still safe.

"If it weren't for the mission, I'd like to have a drink with you. I respect your bravery." The bald man nodded at Lin Yifan.

Lin Yifan smiled. "Brave! Same to you. We're both gentlemen. The armed police are almost here. Goodbye."

"Goodbye!"

As they said goodbye, both raised their guns and fired a burst at each other!

Lin Yifan, after emptying his magazine, rolled to the side, and the bald man took cover behind a barrier.

Both, harboring their own intentions, took cover again.

Behind the police car, Lin Yifan replaced the magazine and cursed, "Damn, all this underhanded stuff!"

"Hmph, you're a smart kid." The bald man, looking at his torn clothes, had almost been hit.

"I'm done, goodbye!" Lin Yifan quickly ran out from behind the police car and jumped onto the motorcycle driven by Kukawa Shizuka.

The motorcycle roared and turned into a narrow alley, disappearing from the bald man's view. Soon, the bald man heard the sirens of police cars.

The bald man, not daring to stay, quickly climbed into the van and closed the back door.

At this moment, Lin Yifan, lying on Kukawa Shizuka's back, was sure the police would prioritize chasing the bald man and his group. The advantage of the motorcycle was clear, as it could easily navigate narrow streets.

"Teacher Kukawa, don't go on the main road. Try to take the small roads."

"Oh, my home is nearby. We'll be there soon."

Kukawa Shizuka, still looking naturally innocent, as if nothing had happened, made Lin Yifan truly admire her.

The motorcycle sped through the streets, and Lin Yifan, lying on Kukawa Shizuka's back, smelled her fragrance. Just as he was about to get off her back, the wind blew her golden hair, tickling his face. He decided it was more comfortable to stay on her back.

"Teacher."

Kukawa Shizuka, driving seriously, asked in a drawn-out, innocent voice, "Hmm? What is it, Classmate Lin?"

"Can you please not tell the police about what just happened?" Lin Yifan, while speaking, took out the handcuffs. If Kukawa Shizuka didn't agree, he would have to take her away.

But if he took her away now, he would have to find Fujimi Academy on his own, and his current state was terrible. It was almost dark, and he didn't know where to stay for the night. If he took Kukawa Shizuka, he wouldn't have a place to get food.

However, using force to capture her and convert her into a prison guard was impossible. It was like a game; he needed to build up her affection before she would follow him to the prison.

So, using force was not worth it. He would only do it as a last resort.

Kukawa Shizuka stopped the motorcycle and made her signature innocent gesture.

Her finger on her chin, Kukawa Shizuka looked puzzled. "Why would I tell anyone? Classmate Lin is so amazing, protecting the teacher. Dumb tape! The teacher will protect you just like you protected me, hehe."

Hearing this, Lin Yifan drew a sharp breath, his heart pounding.

What kind of person is this? How could she be so naturally innocent that she didn't think anything was wrong? If it were anyone else, they would have been terrified and called the police after seeing a student playing real-life CS on the street.

But Lin Yifan knew Kukawa Shizuka's character. In the story, this naturally innocent teacher was kind to everyone. She was very stupid but had a good heart, and she survived the apocalypse by being silly and innocent.

"Can we continue on our way?" Lin Yifan looked around; there were only residential houses, and no one was around.

"Oh, we're already here. The teacher's home is right here!" Kukawa Shizuka grabbed Lin Yifan's hand and forcibly pulled him into her house.

Pushed into the house, Lin Yifan, standing at the door, turned back to see Kukawa Shizuka, the naturally innocent school doctor, running in, her chest bouncing.

Kukawa Shizuka walked out of the yard, pushed the motorcycle in, and wiped the sweat from her forehead. "Classmate Lin, I saw you get shot, didn't I?"

"Oh? Yes..."

Before Lin Yifan could react, Kukawa Shizuka pulled him into the house again.

"Take off your clothes! The teacher needs to check where you're hurt. Gun wounds are very dangerous."

Kukawa Shizuka, while saying this, pushed Lin Yifan onto the bed, took off his bulletproof vest and backpack, and opened his night-walker coat.

The place where Lin Yifan had been hit, his chest, was bruised and purple.

"Ah!" Kukawa Shizuka, the naturally innocent one, covered her mouth and frantically searched for medicine, applying it to Lin Yifan's wound while muttering, "Shh, shh, the pain will go away."

Lin Yifan, lying on the bed, smiled bitterly. How could a 27-year-old woman act like a child?

Watching Kukawa Shizuka, who was kind to everyone and forgetful, he realized how she could quickly win people's hearts. No wonder the bespectacled man in the story was willing to die for her by blocking a zombie.