Chapter 66

Thank you, all the prisoners who have given rewards and votes! The detention center is now open!

The 2nd Camp of the Great Infected—Detention Center Group Number: 367571628. △↗

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Raging zombies, raging zombies...

Lin Yifan kept muttering as he drove the carbon-iron motorcycle, glancing at each zombie he passed by.

These zombies, playing the game of "123 Woodman," were neither raging nor violent. The difficulty of finding the right one was like searching for a needle in a haystack.

As they got closer to Nan Rixiang's apartment, with only a hundred meters left, Lin Yifan decided to stop the motorcycle.

"Hey? Are we there yet?" asked Miyamoto Rei, who was sitting on the back, in a weak voice.

"Get off and walk."

Without any unnecessary words, Lin Yifan had done his best to help her survive. However, this seemed to be out of kindness, but it wasn't.

Lin Yifan was just afraid of being alone and didn't want to be by himself. Bringing Miyamoto Rei along was partly to avoid the silence, the silence filled only with the howls of zombies.

Miyamoto Rei, with her lips pursed, followed Lin Yifan, walking behind him. Watching Lin Yifan calmly shoot down the approaching zombies, his composure slightly influenced her.

After a few shots, Lin Yifan checked the magazine and shook his head. "I don't know when we'll be able to leave, so we should save some bullets. By the way, aren't you in the gun club?"

"Ah?" Miyamoto Rei, who had been staring at Lin Yifan's back, was taken aback.

Lin Yifan raised his hand and pointed to a zombie shuffling forward. "Take your bayonet and stab it."

"But I..."

Miyamoto Rei was a bit scared, but when she saw the impatient look on Lin Yifan's face, she hesitated, then squinted her eyes and determinedly moved forward.

Lin Yifan, who noticed the change in Miyamoto Rei, had a slightly better opinion of her, especially since she made a decision in just a few seconds.

With his arms crossed, Lin Yifan stood aside, taking on the role of a teacher. "Don't stab their hearts; only a headshot will work. I'll watch over you, so don't worry."

"Okay."

Miyamoto Rei, gripping the rifle tightly, was a bit nervous but also somewhat confident. She might not be good at shooting, but she had been in the gun club for almost two years, and it wasn't just for fun.

She raised the rifle and, gathering her courage, charged forward. When she was still a distance away from the zombie, she crouched down.

Miyamoto Rei swept the zombie off its feet with one foot and thrust the bayonet downward.

Plop!

She pulled it out, bringing out a mix of red and white.

Breathing slightly, she felt a sense of disbelief, and her fear of zombies decreased.

Miyamoto Rei, with a smile on her face, turned around and saw Lin Yifan raising his rifle at her.

"Classmate..."

His finger pulled the trigger, and the airflow from the bullet lifted Miyamoto Rei's hair, accurately piercing the zombie's forehead.

Miyamoto Rei woke from her shock and, in the corner of her eye, saw a dark figure fall against a fire hydrant.

Lin Yifan, lowering his rifle, shook his head, looking disappointed. "This isn't a one-on-one game in the dojo. Don't get distracted, or you'll die a terrible death, and I won't be able to save you. Let's go inside."

"Okay, thank you!" Miyamoto Rei smiled sweetly at Lin Yifan, a natural and ordinary smile that gave a refreshing feeling.

Like a mountain lily blooming, a subtle beauty.

Realizing he had been staring, Lin Yifan awkwardly turned his head and said sternly, "I said I'll keep you alive as long as I'm here. No need to say more."

Lin Yifan's words were nothing special, just a promise to help Miyamoto Rei before leaving this world. But to Miyamoto Rei, it sounded different.

She looked at the exchange student who had slapped her in the afternoon, who had saved her three times in less than half a day, with mixed feelings. Of course, her good feelings toward Lin Yifan were mostly due to his saving her life.

But the feeling of being saved is complex, especially for a teenage girl in her early teens, where love and affection are mixed and unclear. But hasn't everyone gone through this stage?

While Miyamoto Rei was still dazed, Lin Yifan, holding his rifle, had already stepped onto the stairs. Looking at the quiet street, the high-rise apartment complex was relatively peaceful, with only a few zombies passing by occasionally.

Lin Yifan, on the stairs, waved to Miyamoto Rei, and the two approached the wall of Nan Rixiang's house.

Behind a utility pole, a zombie, breathing heavily with excitement, was staring at their backs.

Lin Yifan leaned against the wall, and Miyamoto Rei stepped on him to climb up. Her smooth, tender high school girl legs brushed against Lin Yifan's face, hmm, quite soft.

"Can you climb up?"

Lin Yifan, still a gentleman, didn't look up.

"Just a little more, lift me up a bit more!" Miyamoto Rei stretched her hand with effort, her fingers touching the wall.

She pushed herself up, lifting her black silk legs a bit higher, and when she grabbed the top, she excitedly prepared to climb over.

"Ah!"

She screamed and sat on Lin Yifan's head. For a moment, Lin Yifan saw nothing but the green school uniform skirt and a pure white...

Pressed by her soft, elastic buttocks, Lin Yifan, with a stern face, asked helplessly, "What's wrong?"

"S-Sorry, there's a zombie up there. I'll... I'll go and take care of it with my gun!"

Miyamoto Rei, afraid of disappointing Lin Yifan, tiptoed and raised her gun again.

And Lin Yifan had no choice but to be Miyamoto Rei's stepping stone, leaning against the wall without moving.

The soft feeling on his head disappeared, and Miyamoto Rei stood up again, aiming her gun at the zombie wandering in the yard.

Just waiting, watching Miyamoto Rei aim for a long time, Lin Yifan sighed, "What's wrong now?"

"I... I don't know how to shoot. How do I use this gun?" Miyamoto Rei asked weakly, embarrassed.

Sighing, Lin Yifan, from memory, said, "Do you see the three English words above the trigger? 'Safe' means it's off, 'Auto' is for automatic fire, and 'Semi' is for single shots. Switch the safety to 'Semi,' and pull the bolt. It's more suitable for beginners like you."

"Oh, it seems so complicated."

Standing on Lin Yifan's shoulders, Miyamoto Rei started adjusting the rifle's firing mode. Most modern assault rifles are adjustable, including the old AK-47, which can switch between automatic and single-shot modes.

Miyamoto Rei turned the selector to 'Semi,' and with a "click," a bullet was chambered. She re-aimed at the nearby zombie.

The mechanical sound of the bullet being chambered also attracted the zombie.

Bang!

A bullet grazed the zombie's clothes, and the recoil made Miyamoto Rei, who was unprepared, fall backward.

"Ah! I'm falling, I'm falling!"

Noticing that Miyamoto Rei was unsteady on his shoulders, Lin Yifan, with no other choice, supported her... buttocks.

"Ah!" Miyamoto Rei, feeling her sensitive area being touched, instinctively let out a soft moan but also regained her balance.

"Hey, the recoil isn't that strong. Just brace your shoulder and fire. Try to hold your breath when you shoot. Hurry up, other zombies might be attracted by the gunshots."

At this moment, Lin Yifan felt like he was Miyamoto Rei's nanny, teaching her how to kill zombies and how to shoot. Was he going to teach her everything?

"Yes!" Miyamoto Rei refocused, afraid of angering Lin Yifan.

She raised her gun at the zombie, but the feeling of being supported by Lin Yifan made her blush, and she couldn't concentrate.

Another shot, this time hitting the zombie's shoulder. The zombie, as if dancing, violently shook its shoulder, looked at the bullet hole, and continued toward Miyamoto Rei.

"How can I still miss? I don't believe it!" Miyamoto Rei aimed at the zombie's forehead and fired again.

Another shot, this time hitting the zombie's other shoulder. The zombie looked like it was doing a shoulder-shaking dance, which was both funny and sad.

Seeing that she still missed, and feeling Lin Yifan's impatience, Miyamoto Rei suddenly had an idea and secretly switched the firing mode to 'Auto.'

"This time, I should hit it."

She raised her gun, aimed at the zombie's head, and pulled the trigger.

Rat-tat-tat!

The moment she pulled the trigger, a series of bullets hit the zombie's head, but the terrifying rate of fire also scared Miyamoto Rei. The continuous recoil hit her right shoulder, and she lost her balance and fell backward.

Hearing the gunshots, Lin Yifan was initially stunned, then immediately caught Miyamoto Rei and quickly rolled to cushion the fall.

They landed heavily on the side of the road. Lin Yifan, reacting quickly, protected Miyamoto Rei in his arms, and the impact made him cough a few times.

But more importantly, the softness on his face was almost suffocating him. He had no choice but to push it away, which made Miyamoto Rei let out a cat-like cry.

Miyamoto Rei, who had been touched, quickly stood up, holding her chest, her face flushed with embarrassment. But she lowered her head and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I... I messed up again."

Lin Yifan, shaking his head, sat up, dusted off his clothes, and was about to say "It's nothing" when he saw something and his expression froze.

A figure walked into the light of a street lamp, grinned, and said, "You're about to die, and you still have the leisure to play with a woman. Hahaha."