"The Yama Corps' big boss has led the zombies here!"
"Huh? Why bring them here..."
"You've been watching for half a day, what are you looking at? Bringing the zombies here is obviously to take them down, unless you want them cooked for you!"
A group of people standing by the second and third-floor windows discussed fervently, the sight of the zombies' frenzied rush left them trembling, but whenever they thought of the solid fortress assembled by the Yama Corps downstairs, their hearts grew much calmer.
Some had previously felt resentful watching the fighters eat meat, drink alcohol, and enjoy themselves, but at this moment, all past grudges vanished into thin air. The fighters were risking their lives to guard the camp's safety; without them in front, these ordinary members would be in a miserable situation.
"Get ready, everyone prepare, that guy sprouting black smoke is coming as well, damn it, all because of it being slow, wasting my damn time!"
