deltrittennovels #351 - Osaka Station Fatal Thriller, Hanada Jiro is a real man (2 in 1 order required)
#351 - Osaka Station Fatal Thriller, Hanada Jiro is a real man (2 in 1 order required)
Zombies swarmed from all directions.
The crowd panicked and began to scatter, with some survivors being knocked down by zombies in the chaos.
The armed guards, who were originally there to protect, now had to shoot zombies while also keeping an eye on Ueda.
The two sides confronted each other, slowly approaching the Shinkansen train.
At this moment, Kensuke Kitahara and his companions returned from the driver's cab.
Jiro Hanada clicked his tongue and said coldly, "Yusaku Ueda, I swear, even if the police stop me this time, I will kill you!"
"Oh? Really? Take a look at who this is."
Ueda snapped his fingers, and one of his accomplices brought out Misaki Hanada, holding her hostage.
"Bastard, let her go!"
Jiro Hanada and Kazuya Shimazaki shouted in unison.
Kensuke Kitahara said in a deep voice:
"Ueda, I hope you understand that even if you use these tricks, we still have the advantage in numbers, and we will never give up the driver's cab. Just release the hostages, and you will still have a chance to get on the train."
"Is that so? Officer Kitahara, take another look at who this is before you talk big."
Another accomplice pulled out another hostage, who turned out to be Emi.
This time, Kensuke became agitated as well: "Let her go!"
But he quickly suppressed his anger, knowing that the more he lost his composure, the more he would fall into the opponent's trap.
Kensuke pondered for a moment, quietly giving a few instructions to the armed guards beside him, and then nodded to Ueda:
"You can go to the driver's cab, as long as you release all the hostages."
Ueda smiled triumphantly and said to the surrounding survivors:
"Everyone, take a look! This is the leadership of the Terminal Defense Line!
They talk about caring for everyone and for all of humanity, but as soon as their loved ones are involved, they will abandon those so-called principles and obediently give up the driver's cab. Don't you understand? You are just pawns that can be discarded at any time."
Some of the surrounding survivors showed signs of wavering.
Ueda pointed his gun at the hostages while approaching the driver's cab triumphantly.
"By the way, Officer Kitahara, I'm not interested in developing any so-called vaccine anyway.
After gaining control of the train, I will head straight for Hokkaido!
I received a message on my phone that the U.S. military has successfully defended that area. Since there is a safe place, why should I risk going to various stations with you?
Of course, all of this has nothing to do with you anymore, because...
You are destined to stay here!"
With that, Ueda grinned and suddenly pushed with his hand.
"Ahhh!"
The five hostages in his hands screamed as they fell downstairs.
The platform at Osaka Station was on the second floor of the waiting plaza, and the first floor was a shopping plaza before the ticket gates, with many shops.
Fortunately, the hostages landed on a sunshade canopy, and no one was injured.
After being pushed down, the hostages helped each other up. At this moment, all the surrounding zombies gathered around, and everyone screamed and ran into a small nearby coffee shop, closing the door tightly.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The surrounding zombies began to constantly ram the door.
"Emi!"
"Misaki!"
Kensuke and his companions leaned on the railing of the platform, calling out anxiously.
Ueda smirked and slowly retreated towards the driver's cab with his accomplices.
He never intended to keep his promise in the first place; he wanted to leave Kensuke in Osaka Station forever.
The reason he pushed Researcher Endo down as well was because he didn't want the vaccine to be developed so quickly, at least not by anyone other than Arakasa Pharmaceuticals!
As long as he controlled the driver's cab, he could start the train, and everything would go as planned.
Ueda thought to himself gleefully as he opened the door to the driver's cab.
Unexpectedly, the moment he opened the door, he found that armed guards were already waiting there.
It turned out that Kensuke Kitahara had also arranged for people to be in the driver's cab in advance.
The guard on the other side sneered:
"Did you think Officer Kitahara couldn't guess your intentions?
As long as Officer Kitahara doesn't come back, this train will never start!"
Thus, the two sides stood in the train, pointing guns at each other.
...
Meanwhile, Kensuke Kitahara and his companions prepared to return to the first-floor plaza to rescue Emi and the others.
On the second-floor platform, Kensuke wielded a katana like a samurai, slashing down zombies one by one. Jiro Hanada and Kazuya Shimazaki cooperated seamlessly, standing back-to-back and aiming their guns at the heads of the zombies, firing continuously.
In the end, they successfully cleared the zombies near the second floor.
However, new zombies poured out from the stairwell!
Jiro Hanada cursed: "Damn it, this is endless!"
G-san remembered that he had three random rounds of ammunition left in his pistol, so he drew his gun and fired.
The first was a tumbling trajectory, where the bullet tumbled and rotated during flight, constantly changing direction and posture, hitting a large area of zombies.
The next was a fragmentation trajectory, which shattered into multiple fragments upon impact, causing splash damage to the surrounding zombies.
Finally, there was a corrosive bullet, which released a corrosive effect upon impact, corroding the keratinized skin and weakening the zombies' defenses.
With a combo like that, Hanada and Shimazaki reaped the zombies even more easily.
After a fierce battle, they successfully cleared the zombies from the stairwell and went down to the first floor, but now, they didn't have much ammunition left.
Everyone was exhausted and panting, so they temporarily went into a fast-food restaurant to rest.
Kensuke sighed:
"We're running out of ammunition. Considering the needs for the return trip, we'll have to fight the zombies hand-to-hand for the rest of the way."
Jiro Hanada looked at Kensuke with admiration, not expecting this man to be such a man in some ways.
So, he coughed and muttered:
"Although you're a terrible-looking cop, I can tell that you love your wife very much.
Maybe she doesn't understand now, but she'll understand you sooner or later.
As a husband, don't always try to win arguments with your wife; it's only natural to take a loss and get scolded.
That way, the marriage can be saved..."
Kensuke and Shimazaki looked at him in surprise.
Jiro Hanada adjusted his mohawk: "What's wrong? Was I cool when I said that just now?"
Shimazaki laughed: "I didn't expect such a rough person like Father to say such delicate words."
Jiro Hanada hit the other person's head:
"Boy, I haven't settled the score with you yet!
How did you get my daughter, huh? Did you chase her, or did she chase you?"
Kazuya Shimazaki stuck out his tongue: "Father, if I said she chased me, would you beat me up?"
Hanada Jiro was stunned: "Good kid, you really have my style from back then."
After resting for a while,
The three relied on the katana and gun stocks in their hands, constantly fighting the zombies hand-to-hand, and finally opened the door of the coffee shop, successfully rescuing Emi and the others.
"Dad! Shimazaki!"
Misaki Hanada came up to them, bursting into tears of joy.
Kensuke Kitahara and Emi hugged each other.
Emi trembled in Kensuke's arms: "I thought I would never see you again in this life."
Seeing this scene, G-san laughed: "Oh, oh, oh, I ate a mouthful of dog food. Wives are really soft and fragrant, and the tactile sensation of a different-dimensional, adhesive-covered suit is really amazing!"
Kazuki Endo, who had been reborn, kept nodding and bowing to Kensuke and his companions.
After resting for a while, everyone pondered the road back.
Now that the ammunition was exhausted, it was no longer realistic to shoot and slash all the way back as they had come.
The elderly couple in beachwear lamented: "These old bones of ours can't walk fast and are destined to be a burden to you. Leave us behind..."
Kensuke shook his head decisively: "We'll go together."
After discussing for a moment, Jiro Hanada pointed to a forklift used to transport luggage in the distance:
"We can use that to charge back."
After quietly approaching the forklift, Kensuke skillfully started the engine.
Game prompt: [Operation mode has been switched to vehicle driving mode]
The forklift's tires rumbled on the ground, and the surrounding zombies were attracted by the sudden loud noise, rushing towards the forklift frantically.
G-san's VR gloves presented a grasping gesture in the void, operating the forklift's steering wheel, constantly adjusting direction, ramming and crashing.
The zombies roared, trying to surround the forklift, but G-san nimbly shuttled between them, constantly knocking the zombies away, with shattered flesh and blood splattering everywhere!
The barrage was shocked:
"Damn, just watching the streamer play is so damn fun!"
"It's fun to fight zombies in the first place, and it's even more fun to go on a rampage. I'm drooling!"
"Stop talking, I'm ordering the game now!"
In this way, the forklift was like a sharp sword, cutting open a path to the destination.
But some large zombies still stood up after being knocked down, trying to block the forklift again.
Kazuya Shimazaki raised the submachine gun in his hand and fired at these zombies, paving the way for the forklift.
Jiro Hanada gripped the edge of the forklift tightly, constantly waving the baseball bat, killing the sporadic zombies that wanted to get on the vehicle.
After a fierce battle, the group finally broke out of the zombie encirclement and sped towards the second-floor platform.
...
Just as the platform stairs were within reach,
Suddenly!
A zombie jumping down from the second-floor platform pounced on the forklift.
The zombie bared its fangs and claws, pouncing towards Misaki Hanada, causing her to scream!
In this critical moment, Jiro Hanada blocked the zombie with his arm, but was accidentally bitten on the back of his hand.
Everyone was stunned by this scene!
But Jiro Hanada was unusually calm.
He continued to fight the zombie until he smashed its head, and then he silently looked at the incredibly surging tide of corpses behind him.
After that, he took over the control of the forklift from Kensuke Kitahara.
"If we all escape, we might be caught up by the tide of corpses, and there won't be enough time. Now it's just right, no need to vote on who stays behind to block the zombies."
Jiro Hanada lit a cigarette and told the others to get off the car quickly.
"Dad!!!!!!!!"
Misaki Hanada cried, refusing to get off the car and instead trying to walk towards Jiro Hanada.
"Don't come over, Shimazaki, hold her back!"
Jiro Hanada roared, turning his head away from his daughter and continuing to operate the forklift to turn around.
"Don't come over, daughter, go, you have to go!"
At this time, Jiro Hanada pleaded with Kensuke:
"Hey, cop, you should go, help me take my daughter away, go quickly, I don't have the strength, I don't know how long my willpower can last..."
Kensuke nodded with gritted teeth, pulling the struggling Misaki and walking towards the platform.
"No, Dad, no!!"
Jiro Hanada shouted at Kazuya Shimazaki again:
"Shimazaki-kun! If you really like Misaki, then fulfill your responsibilities as a man, don't let my daughter cry, otherwise, even if I turn into a monster, I will come and find you, you brat."
Kazuya Shimazaki was already in tears at this time.
Jiro Hanada gritted his teeth, started the forklift, and charged towards the raging horde of corpses again.
The zombies howled, trying to get past the forklift's barrier, and one zombie suddenly jumped onto the forklift, pouncing towards Jiro Hanada.
Hanada fearlessly went up to meet him, the zombie's sharp teeth were close at hand, Jiro Hanada was gradually exhausted at this time, and the zombie's sharp teeth bit his neck, blood gushing out.
"Ugh ah ah ah! Is this all you can do for pain? This is still far from when I fought in Kabukicho!"
Jiro Hanada smashed the zombie's head with one punch.
However, the number of zombies was too large, and they swarmed onto the forklift, surrounding Jiro Hanada.
Jiro Hanada roared, wrestling with the group of zombies, and the number of injuries on his body increased...
His eyeballs had already changed color, which was a sign of zombification, but he still stubbornly supported his willpower, and successively smashed the heads of several more zombies.
In the end, his figure disappeared into the zombie crowd, leaving only a tragic back view.
The barrage was filled with screens expressing emotion:
"Wuwuwuwu, I'm crying QAQ!"
"Hanada Jiro is a real man!"
"Damn Peach Garden, this knife was sent unexpectedly, I cried like a dog!"
...
At this time, Yusaku Ueda, who was already on the train, watched Kensuke and the others run towards the train and shouted loudly to the passengers in the car:
"Everyone, we should start the train now, we shouldn't let them on the train!
Think about it, they have no ammunition, and they went through those monsters from the other end of the waiting plaza without getting hurt, is that possible?
And that Hanada Jiro has already been infected, how terrible he looks now, do you believe the other people are safe?
Look at these people, now they can't even confirm their own safety, why should we take the risk for them, to let ourselves take the risk?"
Hearing this, a small number of people questioned: That's true, no one can guarantee that they are safe.
Everyone whispered, and many people's faces showed fear.
The armed guards saw that the people's hearts were wavering and quickly shouted:
"Hey, don't listen to this person's bewitchment. If it weren't for Officer Kitahara and Mr. Hanada, you would have died countless times."
But, soon someone retorted:
"It's different. They did block the door for us before,
But now, they want us to save their relatives, which offers us no benefit. Why should we take risks for them?
Even if they saved us before, so what? We didn't ask them to save us!
The past is the past, and now is now!”
Another traveler, neck stiff, retorted:
“Exactly! They saved me several days ago. What does that have to do with the current me?”
Seeing this, the barrage of comments went wild:
“Good grief, this shamelessness is a traditional Japanese art.”
The crowd gradually divided. Some chose to continue trusting Kensuke, while others followed Ueda Yusaku to the rear carriages, using the doors to separate themselves.
Ueda Yusaku was secretly pleased. Plan successful!
Next, he just needed to continue dividing these survivors!
Kensuke and the others ran onto the platform.
Originally, car 7 was safe. Kitahara Kensuke desperately knocked on the windows, but the survivors who had sided with Ueda desperately blocked the doors, preventing them from entering.
They had no choice but to continue knocking on the doors of car 8. Kitahara Kensuke almost managed to open a door, but the survivors inside used every ounce of strength to prevent Kensuke from getting on.
They had to continue pulling on the doors of car 9.
The people in the carriage questioned whether Kitahara had wounds.
Although he explained that they were scratches from driving the forklift and not bites, the passengers still didn't trust him.
By this time, the zombies were gradually catching up, and time was running out.
The old man in beachwear glanced at his wife, then at the zombies behind him.
“Old woman, you go on. This is where I get off.”
Emi anxiously said, “No, Grandpa, we can't abandon you! Let's get on the train together!”
The old man shook his head. “Hell is empty, and the devils are among us. The people inside are more terrifying than the zombies here.”
Just then, a zombie chased up from behind, baring its fangs and claws.
The old man roared, raised the wooden stick in his hand, and rushed forward to block the zombie.
“Old man!!!”
His wife cried heartrendingly, but Emi pulled her along, and they continued to run forward.
The old man was quickly swallowed by the horde of zombies.
…
Kitahara and the others arrived at car 13, near the driver's cab, and were finally pulled onto the train by their own people.
After getting on and closing the doors, everyone collapsed to the ground.
The wife of the beachwear-clad old couple silently sat for a moment, expressionless, then walked to the end of the car and knocked on the door separating them from Ueda's car.
She said blankly:
“Please let me join your side.”
Ueda raised an eyebrow. “Why?”
“My husband's death has made everything clear. All of this is caused by Officer Kitahara's insistence.
If he hadn't been so obsessed with developing a vaccine and instead everyone had gone straight to Hokkaido together, we wouldn't have had this infighting.”
Ueda smiled. “Very good.”
This was a demonstration of the desired effect!
The old woman was allowed to enter car 9.
She wandered around the car for a while, and finally found her husband, now a zombie, outside the car door.
“You fool, always thinking of others your whole life…
Old man, you're right. Devils shouldn't be among humans, but should go where they belong.”
The old woman stroked the car door glass, holding her husband's face from afar.
Ueda Yusaku realized something was wrong with the old woman and was instantly alarmed. He roared:
“Damn it, I was careless! Stop that old woman! Don't let her open the door!”
However, it was too late. She resolutely pulled open the car door!
The zombies pounced on the passengers in the car like hungry wolves, revealing their primal ferocity and madness.
A passenger was knocked to the ground by a zombie. Vicious teeth instantly approached his neck, blood spurted out, and screams echoed throughout the car.
Another passenger tried desperately to break free, but was dragged down by two zombies on either side. He struggled helplessly, unable to escape the bites.
In the corner of the car, a young couple hugged tightly, trying to use suitcases to fend off the oncoming zombies, but they were met with endless despair.
Blood splattered everywhere in the car, screams rose and fell, and the whole scene was like hell.