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"Ugh, the smell here is really strong!"
As the rotor blades gradually stopped spinning, the stench rose once again into the sky. "Miso" Yamada Yuhu, who just came down from the helicopter, instantly regretted not bringing a gas mask as he covered his nose.
The terrible odor almost made him lose his balance, it was the first time he had encountered such an awful smell.
Are these mutants some kind of biochemical weapon? Dead and still not peaceful.
His co-driver, the young local "Zisu" Takada Fuziko, wasn't new to such a bloody carnage scene, yet her little face turned pale and she instinctively moved closer to Big Brother Yamada.
Squad Leader Yamada casually wrapped his arm around this girl who liked eating cat food, gave her a tight hug, and said, "Hey! Fuziko, don't be afraid, they're dead as doornails!"
A pinch of bonito flakes with some soy sauce over rice is cheaper than beef bowls at Matsuya or Yoshinoya, this girl is easy to feed.
