BXBX NOVEL Chapter 79: Can you handle guns?
Only in the face of death would one show their true colors. Bella was extremely wary of this and hammered this idea into my head in the short time we were together.
"Huff. Huff. John, what are you doing on the cliff?" our horse asked hoarsely.
"Bungee jumping."
"White boy, stop jerking around. You jump, you fall. You fall, you die."
Right, from a mounted cavalry perspective, deliberately going to a cliff limits what they could do. Perhaps since I had killed both Cyclops, my words carried more weight with them.
"Is it because of your {Fate}? I thought the weapons were your {Fate}. Do you have... huff.... more tricks?"
"Perhaps, do either of you have a way to hide from the undead if we split up?"
"White boy, you stupid. Corpses follow souls. They already ignore us. Just get lost and we safe."
'Oh? I thought so, but in the Fort the Normies rushed at Jack Moses and Scott. This was after I already had over 5000 souls from two missions. Why wasn't I the undead's top priority?'
"Then why did you come back for me? Wouldn't it be safer to leave me to die?"
"In the short term, that would be true. But unless we kill them all, the rest will come after us next. Besides, abandoning allies is not my style," Joshua answered, putting my doubts to rest.
"Oppa, so handsome! So cool! Fuck me with big dick later, okay?"
Ignoring the sexual harassment my ride was being subjected to. I began to formulate a plan. If souls were considered aggro in game terms. Then wouldn't it be good to have the husband and wife cover me? I was basically a tank at this point, right?
As Joshua made his way to the back of the cliff, I checked how far the zombies were. It would be best if they attacked the horde from the back while the monsters focused on me.
"Hmm. Even if I jumped, I don't think all of them would follow me. It would be better to get the zombies in a pincer."
"Stupid white boy, I can just push them off the cliff."
"Gela, behave."
"Joshua, you and Kimchi. Can you handle guns?"
"I'm Korean. And I like rooftops, if that is what you are asking."
"Oppa is good with guns! I love to watch him go pew pew!"
"Okay," I replied curtly.
With the plan in place, the only thing left to do was to execute it. From what I could see, the Korean couple had enough wisdom to improvise. At worst, I could just {Rewind} back to the Cyclops corpse.
When we reached the last slope to the cliff, I noticed that the path got narrower the higher you went. This was perfect for keeping the horde at bay.
"Joshua, stop here. You and Kimchi will wait for all the zombies to pass, then shoot them from behind. I will draw them in from the front, and when they overpower me, I will take them over the cliff. I have a way out, so don't worry about me."
"Who worries about you, white boy?"
"Gela..."
The black stallion then slowed to a trot before coming to a complete stop. Angela and I got off. And Joshua turned off the soul gear he was using. The wraith was bathed in bright light before it transformed into a man. Of course, he was naked.
"Wow! See that white boy? Huge, right?"
"I can see why you like him so much. Congratulations Kimchi. {Draw} AR15, AR15 mags, MP5SD, MP5SD mags, 6 M26."
Angela gave Joshua a pair of pants she had tied to her leg. Of course, she was leering at her husband as he dressed. But man, Joshua was packed. Like the yellow version of BBC. After he got dressed, I handed Joshua the AR15 and the MP5SD to Angela.
"Thanks. What are the grenades for?" the Korean asked.
"Use them if you get surrounded."
"Got it. Gela come."
"Okay Oppa."
Joshua took his wife and the weapons to a nearby bush and hid. It seems that Joshua understood more than I expected.
I wanted to experiment what would happen to the weapons in my {Auto} if someone else had them. Considering that I will be arming the girls later, it would be better to experiment now.
Alone at the bottom of the steep slope. I drew the M60 and set it up in a crouching position. Shooting them was fine, but when surrounded, fighting these bastards was a chore.
I was already planning on training Scott as a rifleman. Joshua was Formless and had both courage and foresight. If I could get them to agree, my firepower would skyrocket once they were ready.
"GRAHHHHH!!!"
The slight trembling of the ground indicated the imminent arrival of the horde. There were still over 300 zombies. I would probably kill over a hundred as they approached. The last two hundred were the problem. If Joshua and Angela could take out even 50, that would be a big help.
I removed the safety from the machine gun in my hand and prepared to fire.
"{Mage}. Come and get some, you bastards!"
Dozens of zombies passed Joshua's bush and charged at me. I made sure the stock of the M60 was squarely in my shoulder before I squeezed the trigger. Another storm of death was unleashed by the iconic ratatat of this 60-year-old weapon.
The 7.62 rounds pierced and pushed back some of the Normies and Bigfoots that were trying to eat me. Everything up to that point was expected. Then I noticed bullets flying from Joshua's bush, along with muzzle flare.
"Huh? That must be the MP5SD. So Joshua does know his way around a gun."
I kept my hand on the trigger as I sprayed the incoming horde with enough bullets to knock down a house. The lead bullets punctured flesh, broke bones, and dismembered limbs in their unrelenting assault. Then came the next problem. My gun suddenly stopped firing.
"Well shit."
Without realizing it, the belt feed jammed and I was left with a worthless weapon. I could get it to work, but not under attack by zombies. I tossed the M60 and prepared to retreat toward the cliff.
"{Draw} MAC-11's."
I turned around and moved to the nearest spot that gave me a decent vantage point and foothold. By using the MAC-11's, I was able to fire while sprinting as long as I moved in a straight line. In the short time I was moving, the zombies' distance to me shrank from over 100 yards to about 50 yards.
Although they stumbled a bit from the corpses of my kills, it hardly mattered when you had over 200 of these fuckers barreling down on you.
"I wonder if the whole horde has already passed the Koreans?"
Due to the shorter distance, more and more Normies sprinted towards me. While I was able to dispatch them in a short time, the distractions they caused allowed the entire horde to get closer. Then something jumped off the back of a Normie as it charged at me.
"A Chuckie! Shit!"
I panicked, pulling the triggers of my weapons as I aimed at the flying child. Even though I shattered its skull with 9mm rounds, its body still managed to slam into me, blocking my view. Blood and guts splashed into my eyes, completely taking away my vision.
"FUCK! What now?! {THIEF}!"
{Mage} may have had excellent eyesight, but only {Thief} allowed me to fight practically blind. The sounds of hundreds of footsteps blended together, making it difficult to figure out what was going on. I dropped the MAC11s and retreated in a hurry up the hill.
At this point my ears picked up the sustained fire from my AR15. Joshua and his wife should now be behind the horde pushing toward me. I tried to wipe the blood from my eyes with my forearms, but the suit's fabric was a poor absorbent.
Still, the farther I ran, the better I could clean my face. When I was able to open my eyes again, I turned around and assessed the situation. The steep incline slowed the zombies down considerably. It gave me time to catch my breath.
"Hmm. So Joshua is herding the zombies up while Kimchi serves as his vanguard. That works. {Draw} Ebony, Ivory. Aira, how many?"
[Limitless, remaining enemies are 194 Rank F Zombies].
Not as low as I had hoped, but good enough. I took advantage of the high ground and sniped at the zombies coming up. Their bodies fell down every time I took them out, making it difficult for the others to climb up. When they started to bunch up a bit. I threw a couple of grenades, each of which magnificently blew up nearly ten zombies.
"Hmm, Joshua seems to be okay too. Oh! What the hell?"
Explosions began to rain down the hillside like cannon fire, grenades being smashed towards my position as Angela used her club like a bat. The massed nature of the undead made the explosion devastating. However, as both the pair and I were running out of grenades, I used {Reload}.
When I checked, I noticed that the grenades had returned to my storage, but the guns had not. Because of his quick wit, I saw that Joshua noticed the return of the ammunition to the AR15. He then started shooting once again. I had no idea if the magazines he had with him were also refilled, I reminded myself to ask Joshua later.
"Shit, they are all coming up. Shame I gave up the M60. It would have been a turkey shoot by now. Aira!"
[Limitless, remaining enemies are 75 rank F zombies].
Like a hive of cockroaches, the zombies kept coming, no matter how many we killed. I was already on the final stretch to the cliff. Since the ground was flat, the zombies could dash again as soon as they reached this point.
"{Draw} P30L, 1887."
Slowly, I moved back, spinning the shotgun as I took out the incoming zombies. I had the P30L in use while the shotgun was in the loading phase. More and more zombies arrived and began to run towards me in a mad frenzy.
To be honest, I didn't even need to go up that cliff, but the tactic I used on the Cyclops gave me an idea. Using physics to kill zombies en masse. When the zombies were about to mob me in large numbers, I turned toward the cliff and then ran with all my might.
Then I ran to the end of the cliff and jumped.
When I turned around, the remaining zombies all followed me into the air and began falling to their deaths.
Ordinarily, I would be the same.
But I wasn't normal to begin with.
"{Rewind}!"