Chapter 284: Six Bullets

【System detects host's behavior mode switched to active attack, all vital signs are normal】

When the cold mechanical voice sounded in Lin Hao's mind, his finger had already tightened on the trigger, the gunshot muffled, without extra echoes. The head of the zombie in front exploded, black liquid splashing on the floor, and the corpse fell straight down, blocking the path of the zombies behind.

Lin Hao did not pause, his arm raised steadily, the muzzle turning toward the second zombie rushing over. Another gunshot, accurately hitting the head, the zombie's movement stopped abruptly, falling heavily onto the first corpse.

The growling sounds in the corridor were even crazier, the zombies behind stepping on their companions' corpses to rush forward, rotting claws grabbing randomly in the air, the stench filling the entire infirmary.

【System prompt, host's shooting accuracy 100%, suggests maintaining current rhythm】

Lin Hao ignored the system's prompt. His gaze locked on the third zombie,

his finger pulling the trigger again. After the gunshot, the zombie fell to the ground. His breathing was steady, his wrist without the slightest shaking, as if he were executing an ordinary task. The fourth, the fifth, gunshots rang out one after another, not a single one missing, and the corpses of five zombies piled up at the door, temporarily blocking the impact of the zombie group.

The infirmary temporarily returned to a short silence, with only the growling of the zombie group outside the door,

and Lin Hao's light breathing. He looked at the last bullet left in the cylinder, his gaze falling on the zombie at the door that hadn't rushed in yet.

That zombie was different from the others; it didn't growl crazily, just stood behind the pile of corpses, tilting its head and looking at him, its movements a bit stiff, yet carrying a trace of indescribable familiarity.

【System detects target zombie behavior is abnormal, no active attack tendency, suggests cautious handling】

Lin Hao slowly raised the gun, the muzzle aimed at the zombie's head. His finger was on the trigger, but he didn't pull it immediately. He looked at the zombie's turbid eyes, looked at the rotting skin on its face,

looked at the tattered clothes on its body, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat. The style of those clothes, he remembered, was the jacket his father liked the most back then, the cuff still having a shallow scratch, which he had accidentally cut with a knife when he was a child.

Lin Hao's arm trembled slightly. He stared fixedly into the zombie's eyes, as if wanting to see through that layer of turbid white to see what was hidden inside. Time seemed to freeze at this moment, the growling sounds outside the door continued, but his heartbeat grew faster and faster, as if it were about to burst through his chest.

【System prompt, host's heart rate abnormally high, suggests adjusting breathing frequency】

Lin Hao took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. He raised the gun again, the muzzle aimed steadily at the zombie's head, his finger tightening bit by bit. Just as he was about to pull the trigger, he suddenly saw a familiar face reflected in the zombie's eyes. That face carried a gentle smile, with shallow wrinkles at the corners of the eyes; it was the appearance of his father in his memory, as clear as if he were standing right in front of him.

Lin Hao's finger froze, the force on the trigger instantly released. He looked at the zombie, looked at his father's face reflected in its eyes, his mind a complete blank,

only remaining with the way his father taught him to hold the gun, only remaining with his father's sentence: "Leaving the last bullet in the gun is for one's own dignity."

The zombie group outside the door was still growling, the pile of corpses began to shake, and it could be broken through at any time.

Lin Hao, however, seemed to be nailed to the spot. He looked at the zombie's eyes, looked at his father's face reflected inside, his mind a complete blank. ===== CHAPTER 285 =====