The Strongest In The Universe

Chapter 10 Police Station

Rendy stared somewhere and she paused for a moment. The sound of gunfire was heard everywhere making the atmosphere very crowded. The sound was accompanied by the roar of various zombies.

" Mister, the firearm is starting to malfunction. I don't know why."

A gallant man looked at his men and sighed.

" Right, my gun stopped shooting, but I just put the bullet in."

" Sir, we can't shoot either, there's something strange about our firearms."

Staring at the already unfavorable situation, the man shouted loudly, "Everything, get in the car ! "

" Ready !" Shouted everyone.

Many of the car doors were shut and the car started speeding away, leaving the police station. The zombies chased the car and drove away from the police station.

" Repires don't work ? What the hell, why do I feel this apocalypse is not simple at all. Did the firearm lose its function ? But wasn't I shot by that criminal before ?"

" tch... This apocalypse is confusing me!"

What Rendy saw below was very different from what she had encountered before.

There were thousands of zombies hanging around there and there were even more. If there were no firearms, how would they fight against that many zombies ?

Escaping was clearly the right choice for them.

Thinking of this, it was no wonder the police or the military were unable to stop these zombies.

It turns out that the firearm has been decommissioned, perhaps missiles or bombs have also been removed by this apocalypse.

" How many humans have turned into zombies ?"

Rendy gave a rhetorical question then she felt a piercing chill as a roar behind her sounded.

The cat is in danger !

Rendy quickly turned her head, but her face turned deathly pale.

A group of zombies that had been chasing him was no longer there, but the zombies around began to approach his car.

What is this ?

Why are they walking to my car ?

Why isn't he after me ?

Aren't I outside ?

Rendy ran as she held her axe firmly and swung it. The zombies that were in front of him were destroyed easily, but the increasing number of zombies made Rendy frown a little.

" Fucking zombies ! Don't touch my cat ! Fight me basic walking corpse !"

Rendy screamed loudly, but the zombies did not pierce her and stepped towards the car.

What is this ?

Aren't zombies only attracted to loud and noisy sounds ?

Why is he staring at his car ?

Is there something in there ?

Was the cat hurt or something that caught the zombie's attention ?

It can't be !

He had clearly checked the cat. The animal is very healthy and not hurt at all !

Rendy doesn't care what those zombies want. He quickly ran and screamed.

" Go ahead you fucking corpses ! Don't try to touch anything inside !"

The zombie looked unconcerned with Rendy's screams. They were constantly walking closer to the black car.

" Dare to ignore me ? You guys are dying to die !"

Rendy furrowed her brows as she dashed swiftly towards the zombie herd as she began to swing her slash.

He's lost his mother, he doesn't want it to happen again. The cat was the only one he had.

I will be strong ! Become strong until no one dares to hurt his family again !

The zombie began to look at Rendy who slashed one by one the zombies in front of him.

They started to change the target. This time the zombies are heading towards Rendy, they take Rendy as a serious threat.

" Good, let's fight this grandpa. Don't be a coward who dares to fight small animals."

Rendy stared intently as her axes were swung one by one, dropping the body bag onto the ground with her axe.

Although he is weak, but humans can experience development. It was the second day Rendy encountered a zombie, she became more experienced than the first time.

Previously only eight zombies could exhaust him. Now thirteen zombies have him***** and just make him a little tired.

" Eat this fucking corpse ! "

Rendy continuously cursed and swung her axe nonstop.

After sixteen zombies were slaughtered, Rendy snorted and wiped the sweat that soaked her body.

" i.... I managed...."

Rendy cradles her cat and picks up the leftovers from her previous food and drinks and runs away from her car.

They're going to the police station. There must be enough guns. A weapon like an axe was indeed powerful, but he needed a knife as a spare weapon in his pocket.

The zombie appeared to be walking away from the police station and a roar could be heard from a distance.

The voice was much more intimidating than before.

What are the other mutant zombies ? It seemed like the zombie was stronger than the one he had encountered before.

Recalling the past, he still clearly heard the zombie roaring in the hall. This voice was much more powerful and terrifying than that mutant zombie !

Rendy immediately entered the police station and suddenly there were zombies roaring from within and jumping towards her.

Rendy fell to the ground, but she quickly crawled backwards. The zombie followed him, but Rendy quickly swung her axe and stuck it into the zombie's head.

" Huh, that voice ? Is there any more ?"

Rendy stares at the inside of the police station and finds three zombies in police uniform.

Rendy without saying much, she quickly ran over and swung her axe. After the two zombies were cleared, Rendy surveyed the surroundings.

In front of him was a corridor that connected to several rooms.

" One of these rooms must have kept a good weapon."

Rendy muttered softly. He walked over and opened one by one the doors in the corridor. In every room there are no weapons, only furniture such as pencils, pens, piles of paper, and many more items there.

This time, he was looking for a police knife. Rendy had read a blog in the past if military knives and police knives had different sharpness than kitchen knives or fruit knives.

Even the axe he had was probably more blunt when compared to this blade.

This will be his secret weapon when fighting powerful zombies like mutant zombies.

Rendy then examines the surrounding environment, hoping to find the food or arsenal she is looking for.

After several long searches, Rendy finally found the last door at the end of the corridor.

The sound of the door on the crane as he stared at the many firearms, police knives, and other defensive tools. Inside were grenades, tear gas bullets and rifles.

Rendy picked up a grenade and a tear gas rifle.

" Let's hope this thing works, not like a firearm."

He did not take the shield because it would only burden him, he just changed his clothes.

The clothes he chose were scratch-resistant clothes that were resistant to ordinary knives.

These clothes are much more useful than bulletproof vests. Firearms were no longer usable, so there was no point in wearing the vest on his chest.

Rendy took the bag and saved everything and walked out of the room.