After a week given to get used to the weapon in my hand, I had completed my 3rd month here.
But my 4th month was spent in tandem with the other pistol, the M-9, and the two rifles, the M4 and M16.
It was great to be at least familiar with the guns. It was the direct destruction of my dreams, I couldn't help but curse the people in the movie scenes that came to my mind as my arms tingled with the recoil of the guns. Why?
It's not cool!
Not easy!
Not beautiful!
I prefer my stick!!
I went out every day with the soldiers here and hunted zombies for a while to earn my bread. After this 1 month, I went out with a gun for the first time after getting permission from the trainer. It was time for the zombies, which were mobile compared to fixed targets. Still, their slow motion only made my job a little harder.
After the first few times, my hits were starting to hold.
Another month passed by getting used to the gun. I have to say that I was reluctant to go back to the stick after I had the pleasure of shooting zombies from afar.
And another month...
I've been here for 6 months.
Thus, I could now feel that I had to leave the military headquarters. As for the reason, I was a little sad to realize that I was not welcomed by the scarcity of food over time, but I said goodbye and left.
I'm on the road again with my bag, me, and my athlete-don duo...
***
Before leaving the safe area, I was overcome by my curiosity and took a tour of the city in the safe area.
Unfortunately, it was no different from what I expected, nothing interesting and I left uninterested.
***
Days, weeks, and months passed with my nomadic life and robbery. Hunting zombies, stealing canned food from abandoned houses, and being alone have become a routine of my life.
Compared to when I first came here, zombies had become a part of my life like insects.
[Ding!]
[Congratulations! You completed the quest~]
***
"Ugh," the person lying in the bed slowly opened his eyes.
When he looked at the clock, he realized that only an hour had passed since he fell asleep, and he remained silent.
When he came to the window and opened the curtain, he paused, realizing that the sun had already risen.
It's 07:00
Date 19/04/652
He had come from his job at the bar a few hours ago and then destroyed the virus in the system.
It was past midnight when he destroyed the virus.
He got out of bed and washed his hands. After a good shower, she hesitated to change.
It has been almost 2 months since he came to this world (training is not listed and only body training is available during this period.
But his current body is built.
His eyes suddenly focused on his hand.
There was a small wound on the finger of his left hand, which was a wound he had received while fighting the zombie.
1 year of training...
It was a long time.
And indeed the events of that world affected his present body.
-To be continued-