Arriving In Muwin (2)

<Author's note: The things (racism, sexism, political views, etc.) depicted or mentioned in this story do not reflect the real world and are purely coincidences. If they do, please keep in mind that they are simply for world-building and are only work of fiction. Thank you for your understanding.>

As the helicopter was descending and heading straight for the beach which was separated by a fence from the road and buildings, Nathan noticed up ahead there was a horde of zombies waiting for them.

His expression darkened.

He pulled back the helicopter but continued descending down to the surface of the ocean.

"Kid, can you swim?"

"..."

"Zita, can you hear?"

Zita turned to him and said, "Yes."

"Can you swim?"

"Yes."

Braaang!

He kicked the door on his side open.

"Jump out of the helicopter and get in the speedboat," he said as he stretched out his left hand outside and summoned the speedboat.

SPLASH!!!

The speedboat made a big splash as it landed on the ocean.

He turned to her.

She was staring in horror at the zombies up ahead. She hasn't even begun to unbuckle her seatbelts.

"Kid, what are you waiting for?!"

She turned to him.

"Unbuckle your seatbelts and jump and get on the speedboat! Go!"

She looked like she was about to cry.

Nathan collected himself before flashing a confident smile and said, "Don't worry, I won't abandon you and I definitely won't die. Just wait for me here. I'll take care of those zombies real quick."

Seeing his confident smile, some of her worries dissipated.

She then quickly unbuckled her seatbelts, removed her headphones and open the door on her side before jumping into the ocean.

Splash!

After Zita jumped, Nathan's confident smile vanished and the helicopter resumed moving forward.

He summoned 4 Healing Packets and pocketed them inside his mouth.

'Fuck me sideways… I hope my plan is going to work...'

When he got to an acceptable distance from the zombies, he stopped.

He also noticed some Rank 2 zombies within the horde.

"EAT THIS!!!"

He began sweeping and raining down all of the zombies with bullets and rockets.

Briiiiiiiiiiii!!!

Powrrr!

Powrrr!

Briiiiiiiiiiii!!!

Boom!

Boom!

Briiiiiiiiiiii!!!

Powrrr!

Powrrr!

Briiiiiiiiiiii!!!

Boom!

Boom!

Briiiiiiiiiiii!!!

A number of zombies got caught by the blasts and bullets.

Briiiiiiiiiiii!!!

Powrrr!

Powrrr!

Briiiiiiiiiiii!!!

Boom!

Boom!

Briiiiiiiiiiii!!!

***

The zombies' side…

ROAR!!!

Briiiiiiiiiiii!!!

Powrrr!

Powrrr!

Briiiiiiiiiiii!!!

ROAR!!!

Boom!

Boom!

Briiiiiiiiiiii!!!

ROAR!!!

Seeing the raining rockets and bullets, the Rank 2 zombies that survived roared and ran to escape from the carnage, ordering some of the zombies to do the same as well.

"ROAR!!!" an N2 roared.

"ROAR!!!" a few D2s, N2s and S2s replied with a roar.

The D2s and D1s started picking up things to throw at the helicopter.

One D2, in particular, picked up a steel bar.

And as they were picking up things to throw, the helicopter stopped firing.

***

Nathan's side.

He was sitting behind the cockpit and said, "Fuck! I ran out of bullets and rockets!"

He swept his gaze at the destruction he caused.

"There's still more…"

He could see some D1s throwing things at him but they couldn't reach him.

And all of the sudden…

Pscht!

Craaannnggg!

"WHAT THE FUCK?!"

A steel bar broke through the front window glass and shot past a couple of centimeters from his right ear before getting stuck inside the helicopter.

'No other choice…'

He unbuckled his seatbelt before charging the helicopter to the remaining zombies.

***

Seeing the helicopter charging, the D2s and D1s continued throwing things while the N2s roared and ordered the M1s to bombard it with spells.

Pscht!

Craaannnggg!

Pang!

Boom!

Pscht!

Boom!

Pang!

Craaannnggg!

Boom!

The helicopter crossed over the fence separating the beach and crash-landed on the road where many zombies were gathered.

Craaaaaaaaannnnnnnnnnnnnngggggggggggg!

Pew!

Pew!

Parts of the helicopter's propellers flew away, slicing and hitting some of the unlucky zombies.

And as soon as the helicopter stopped moving, the N2s and M1s stopped bombarding it with spells and then charged with the other zombies to rip the helicopter apart to find whoever was inside.

ROAR!!!

Roar!!!

Roar!!!

Crang!

Bam!

The sound of zombies roars and metal being ripped apart echoed throughout the wind.

"ROOOAAARRR!!!" one of the N2s roared.

They already ripped apart the helicopter bare but there was no one inside.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

On a corner, Nathan was holding to weapons, a [Grade D] Long Sword and a [Grade D] Giant Axe, chopping down every single zombie near him as fast as he could.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

He was blinking in and out, only appearing when he cuts down a zombie.

The N2 who roared just a while ago saw what was happening.

"ROOOAAARRR!" it roared once again and threw a [Stone Spear] spell towards Nathan.

The rest of the zombies stopped and shifted their focus to where the spell landed.

When they saw Nathan, they roared before running towards him.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

He just cut down two zombies when he raised his head to search for the next target.

There were at least more than 40 zombies coming at him.

He smiled before activating [Coward's Way].

He decided he was going back to basics -- the hit and run strategy that he used when the zombie apocalypse first started.

***

10 minutes later…

Clang!

Clang!

Nathan was covered in dirt, blood and guts as he dropped his [Grade D] Morning Star and [Grade D] Short Sword on the ground.

His weapons were already close to breaking point, only 2 or 3 points in durability left.

They were his 3rd set of weapons that he used during the battle.

He knelt down, spat at the Healing Packets on his mouth to his hand, absorbed them back and then took a few deep breaths.

"Haa… Haa…"

He summoned a bottle of water, opened it and took a few sips.

Gulp…

Spit!

He tasted zombie blood mixed with dirt on his lips.

Gulp…

Spit!

Gulp…

Gulp…

Gulp…

"If there's something I hate about fighting zombies, they would fight to the death non-stop. At least with humans, sometimes they would give you time to breathe."

He removed his helmet, put it on the side and then poured the rest of the water on his head and body.

He checked his body if he had any bite marks or wounds.

'Hmm… Looks like I'm good.'

He scoffed.

'Of course, I'm good. When it comes to open-space land battle, I don't think anyone can match me at this point.'

'But in the air…'

His expression darkened.

'Looks like traveling in the air would be a thing in the past once the Third Phase happens. Even though I'm no expert in piloting helicopters, those M2 zombies definitely have air superiority….'

He grabbed his helmet and wore it.

He then picked up the two weapons and summoned them back before getting up and checking his surroundings.

There was destruction all over, a horde of zombie corpses and a dozen treasure chests.

He stared at the helicopter.

'Well…'

It was like a skeleton. At least 80% of its covers and parts were ripped off.

He swept his gaze at the zombie corpses.

'Ugh… Extracting the Nuclei will be a hassle. I'm gonna need that kid's help.'

He turned towards the ocean where he dropped the speedboat and Zita.

He crossed the fence separating the beach from the road and buildings and activated [Coward's Way] before getting into the water and swim to the speedboat.

Although he has never encountered or heard about a water-type zombie, he just wanted to be sure.

As for Zita's safety, at that time when he asked her to jump, unfortunately, the possibility of a water-type zombie or a zombie that could swim didn't cross his mind.

***

Zita was sitting on the floor at a corner.

Her hair and clothes were wet.

She had her arms wrapped around her legs and she had a scared and worried look on her face.

'I hope mister is okay…'

'If not. Then I… I…'

She felt so useless, especially when thinking about what happened inside the helicopter earlier.

Despite her power, her stats and items, instead of helping, all she did during that time was scream and close her eyes as she aimlessly slapped the air.

'Mister… please be okay.'

Thud!

"Kyaaahhh!" she screamed when she suddenly heard that noise.

"Kid, it's only me," Nathan said as he appeared and climbed over the speedboat.

Water was pouring down all over his body as he headed for the steering wheel of the speedboat.

She got up and said, "Mister… are you alright…?"

He sat down behind the wheel and was trying to understand the controls when he answered, "Of course. If I can't even survive from a horde of zombies then I might as well kill myself right now and forget about entering the Divine Tower again when the next Phase happens."

Hearing Nathan answer, some of her guilt dissipated.

She even starting to think that maybe he didn't really mind what happened earlier.

Vrooom!

The speedboat's engine roared to life.

"Kid," Nathan said and looked at her.

"Yes…?"

"I don't blame you for what happened earlier because you're still a kid."

Nathan recalled the times he panicked in the early stages of the zombie apocalypse.

The first time was when he got slapped by a D1.

The second time was when he got shot with a sniper rifle on his cheeks at Haven Town.

But if he were to make a rough guess when did he start to learn how to keep his panic levels at an acceptable level whenever he experiences pain, it was after he was bombarded with bullets and fireballs at the Divine Tower.

So if a grown man like him could panic, how much more for a kid like Zita who is a girl, a child that comes from a first-world country, and less than 24 hours ago was only Level 1?

He continued, "However, you're a Chosen One like me. Although we have different powers, you're still as powerful as me in your own way. But if you don't face your fears and act accordingly, even if you have the highest level, the highest stats, the best items, and the most powerful Chosen One skill, it's still all going to be useless and you will definitely die. Trust me, those zombies are nothing if your enemy is a Chosen One or the Armored Angels."

Zita didn't say anything.

"And as scary as this may sound, there will be times that I won't be able to shoulder all of the responsibilities so I'm going to need you to learn how to pull your own weight. We're partners you and I so we have to help each other. We're lucky today that Lady Luck was on our side."

"I'm very sorry, mister. I promise I will do better next time."

"Good," he said and then drove the speedboat to the beach.

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