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AR15 bent down, made a snowball, and threw it at Moyin's face.
What surprised her was that Moyin didn't dodge at all, but just stood there and was hit by her own snowball.
"Why don't you hide?"
"Well, I kind of miss this feeling. It's not bad to be hit by a snowball, but I won't let you down next time, okay? If you want to hit me again, you'll have to work hard on your own."
Moyin said as he dodged AR15's snowball attack.
"That's just what I want. Let me see if I can beat you in this game that tests your physical strength and reaction speed!"
AR15 threw a lot of snowballs vigorously.
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At first, only a few snowballs flew between the two of them.
But as the battle intensified, a large number of high-speed flying snowballs appeared throughout the area, and AR15 became completely addicted to the game.
"Hahahaha, this is really funny, Commander."
Finally, AR15, whose body was covered with snowball fragments and whose face was hit by a snowball, stopped attacking and lay on the thick snow, laughing heartily like a girl.
"Yeah, I really like winter."
Moyin walked over to AR15 and also lay down on the snow.
"Why do I always feel that you are a little sad, Commander?"
AR15 asked sharply.
"Maybe it's because I remembered my old friends. When I was young, there were many of us playing this kind of game together in the winter."
"As time went by, people gradually grew up and left me. When I came to my senses, I was the only one left in the snow. I don't know when I started to shut myself in. After work every day, I would go back to my room alone."
"If I hadn't met HK416 and MDR, I would have died alone in my room. I'm so lucky to have met you guys."
"Well, it doesn't matter anymore. We will always be with you, Commander. If you stay where you are, we will also stay here to accompany you. We will always be together."
AR15 put his hand on the back of Moyin's hand and said seriously.
"That's really reassuring, thank you for all the time."
Moyin looked at the crystal clear snowflakes in the sky with comfort.
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"Phew, we don't need to say thank you anymore, okay? If you say that again, I'll get angry. Let's go eat something later. I'm hungry."
"Okay, let's go shopping nearby. Since this is a train station, there should be some shops for people to shop at."
Moyin sat up.
"Well, I want to lie down for a while. I overexerted myself a little bit. Let me lie down and rest for a while."
AR15 reached out and pulled Moyin back to lie down beside him.
"You're not going to sleep here, are you?"
Moyin asked with some concern. After all, sleeping in the snow was still a bit... not so good.
"No, I just enjoy lying in the snow. It's like lying in marshmallows."
"Hmm. If you really want to lie in marshmallows, you should be able to do it, right?"
"It feels like it should be pretty good, but it's still a bit of a waste, right? Forget it."
AR15 shook his head.
"I don't mind the money, you know? If it's for you, it doesn't matter how much it costs."
"It's not about money, it's about resources. I think it's wrong to waste resources."
"Really? I think even if it's not eaten up, it will just return to the soil. After all, there is the law of conservation of energy."
"Um... I mean the wealth you've accumulated, not the world's perspective on this issue."
"Okay, I'll pay attention. Now do you want to go get something to eat?"
"Can I act a little bit spoiled?"
AR15 said shyly.
"Of course, what do you want to do?"
"Well, I watched some romantic comedies before, there was that kind of... um, that kind..."
"That kind?"
Moyin looked at AR15, whose voice was getting smaller and smaller, in confusion.
"Just, just... can you carry me for a while?"
"Ah, this one, of course, come on up."
Moyin squatted down in front of AR15.
"Well, I'll come up then."
AR15 gently lay on Moyin's body.
"Have a good grip."
Moyin stood up and put the AR15 on his back.
"Well, isn't this a bit un-Tactical-doll-like?"
AR15, who was lying on Moyin's back, asked shyly.
"Well, you know, before you were a tactical doll, you were more of a girl, right? Being asked for help by a cute girl is a man's happiness."
"...Are you mocking me?"
AR15's tone was a little cold.
"Ah? What taunting?"
"Hey...."
AR15 sighed.
"It looks like you're not playing dumb... Well, then I'll tell you... I don't have that plump... figure like DSR, but I know what goes on in a man's mind when you talk about being asked for favors by a cute girl, Commander."
"If you hadn't mentioned this, I would have really forgotten about it. Even if your breasts are not soft, your ass is quite nice."
Moyin pinched AR15's butt.
"Pervert... Pervert. As expected, all men are perverts."
AR15 bit Moyin's ear angrily, but maybe he was reluctant to use more force halfway, and in the end, Moyin only felt the teeth rubbing against his ear gently.
"Sorry, sorry. I just want to say that a girl's charm is not limited to one thing. You have many lovely aspects. There is no need to care about that one point. Besides, no matter what you are like, I like you."
"Even if one day I become a crippled corpse? Do you like it?"
AR15 asked hopefully.
"As for whether I like you or not, of course I will still like you as always, but as your commander, I will not let you fall to that level. After all, I am a god after all. If I can't even protect the people I love, then what kind of god am I?"
"That's really reassuring, Commander. Thank you for all your efforts. Please stay with us and always love us."
"Ah."
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In a remote mansion somewhere, a well-dressed middle-aged gentleman was standing in front of a pile of internal organs and bones.
"Huh, no matter how many times I eat them, fresh humans are indeed more delicious than those cooked foods."
Adya took out a white napkin and wiped the remaining blood from his mouth.
After a period of growth, he has regained most of his sanity... However, the zombie recipe has not disappeared from his mind.
Although he went to the restaurant and tried to eat normal food, he felt it was tasteless. The most delicious thing was a rare steak with blood dripping from it, but it was still far from fresh human flesh.
Moreover, after the Third World War, all kinds of production and animal husbandry suffered severe blows, and the area of grassland used for grazing decreased significantly. In addition, due to his overeating when he was a zombie, steak was not enough for him to eat.
He lost his job as hospital director and his money turned into waste paper due to the collapse of the Novoslav Republic.
So he found a new source of food. He just found people on the street and controlled their consciousness with his mind and brought them home for a good meal...
"But my evolution has stagnated. The virus... I must spread the virus out, cultivate it outside the body, and then eat them so that I can become stronger..."
Edya smacked his lips. Eating humans only satisfied his basic appetite, but the stagnant physical evolution made him somewhat dissatisfied.
But he didn't dare to act rashly.
After coming to this city and lurking for a while, he secretly returned to the Novoslav Republic after regaining his normal thinking ability.
After all, it was a hunting ground he built with his own hands. As long as he continued to prey on low-level zombies there, he would become stronger. Of course, he was reluctant to give up this hunting ground.
But, just like the existence he was afraid of that day, the Novoslav Republic was completely destroyed by an extremely powerful force. Whether it was zombies or various buildings, all facilities seemed to have been evaporated.
That kind of power was so powerful that he couldn't even imagine it.
What if... If a major biochemical crisis were to occur here, there was no guarantee that the mysterious force would come again, and this time he might not even have a chance to escape.
So he only dared to secretly control a few humans to take home and eat them.
"Maybe I should talk to the military. They should be interested in this virus. This way, I can cultivate food that can make me stronger. Moreover, if something goes wrong, they will help cover up the facts."
Adya analyzed it for a while and made a decision.
He decided to work with the military.
Since I am immortal, I will definitely succeed. They... cannot refuse my proposal.
After shaving off the remaining flesh from his teeth in front of the mirror, Edeya picked up his cane and headed for the military's territory.
After one hour.
Adya arrived at the outpost checkpoint.
"Stop, this is a military stronghold ahead, no entry allowed!"
The two soldiers on guard raised their guns and warned.