In such a world, there are no longer so-called strong-willed people, and they can only live an ignoble existence.
He was clearly aware that his life had entered a countdown. His trembling right hand clenched the handle of the gun, and his joints turned blue-white due to excessive force.
He thought that even if he was about to die, he would not give his life to these zombies who were no different from monsters. He would use the gun in his hand to firmly protect the ridiculous last dignity of a human being.