Snow's Combat Ability
Normally, if you're going to fight, it should be a surprise attack!
The enemy is battle-hardened, they couldn't possibly be ignorant of such a basic tactic!
But they deliberately declared their intent to kill me, aiming to provoke my alertness, surely they had an ulterior motive!
Moreover...
Henry noticed that the moment after the bearded man finished speaking, his gaze flicked briefly to something just behind and above Henry.
In a fight, you're supposed to keep your eyes directly on your opponent!
The bearded man looking in that direction could only mean one thing:
There was an ambush!
The talk was just to divert my attention to them!
The real threat was behind me!
Henry realized this in the blink of an eye.
Immediately, he rolled to the ground and raised his riot shield to block to the side.
Clang!
A loud noise!
An arrow smashed forcefully against the riot shield and was then deflected high into the air.
"Damn, there really was an ambush!"
"There's another woman hidden, armed with a bow and arrows!"
Henry had to admit, this gang of robbers really had some skills.
They were brutal, cunning, and knew how to set an ambush!
They essentially had all the qualities needed to survive in the post-apocalypse!
Ordinary survivors would indeed have a hard time dealing with such a team!
If they hadn't run into Henry today, they would surely become a dominant force in the future!
Unfortunately...
They picked the wrong opponent!
"How could he have noticed that?!"
"This guy is tougher than any opponent we've faced!"
"If that's the case... we can't leave any witnesses, kill him!"
"Kill!"
The bearded man bellowed and charged forward.
The tattooed woman darted to the side and rushed towards Snow.
"Just right, let me test the power of the sharpened Katana!"
Henry did not retreat but advanced, charging towards the group of survivors!
Henry chose not to use a gun, as the situation involved too many people to resolve with just a shot or two.
Besides, the zombies were too close.
They were particularly sensitive to noise.
Gunshots would drive the zombie horde into a frenzy!
At that point, the mere community fence would not hold them back.
They could even clamber over the fence, one piling atop another!
Then not only would Henry's carefully designed setup be ruined!
With the sharpened Katana in hand, facing four was not a problem!
Besides... Snow was there too!
"Snow, attack!"
Henry roared, raising the Katana and slashing it down towards the bearded man's head!
Seeing Henry going on the offensive instead of defending,
The bearded man couldn't help but sneer inwardly: Ha, he's still too young!
A riot shield is such a good defensive tool!
It's large, highly resistant to impacts, and transparent, allowing one to see the opponent's moves!
If Henry had used the shield to defend,
With their rudimentary weapons like a watermelon knife, fruit knife, and baseball bat,
It would have been really hard to harm Henry at all!
But now that Henry was attacking, it was different.
All he needed was to block this strike from Henry, then kick him.
The other three would swarm, and Henry would surely be doomed!
"What a fool!"
The bearded man sneered, then lifted the cutting board to block!
He was burly and not lacking in strength.
The arm-mounted cutting board was made of thick wood.
Even a cleaver would have difficulty penetrating it.
Blocking the Katana should be no problem!
Perhaps the Katana would even get stuck in the cutting board.
If that happened... the fight would be even simpler!
Pfft!
Sss!
Before the bearded man could finish his thoughts,
He felt a chill in his arm!
The bearded man's forearm, along with the several-inch-thick cutting board, was cleanly severed.
Blood spurted from the stump of his arm!
"Ah!~"
The bearded man screamed in agony.
Henry didn't give him a chance to react; another swift slash decapitated him.
Pfft!
Another fountain-like spray of blood splashed onto the faces of the three men behind.
"Ah?!"
"The boss is dead?!"
"Revenge for the boss!"
Pfft, pfft, pfft!
Henry swung his blade three more times rapidly.
Each slash cleanly severed the opponents' weapons before slicing into their bodies.
Every strike drew blood!
Kitchen knives, baseball bats...
In the face of Henry's sharpened Katana, they were as fragile as paper.
In an instant, the four men who had confronted Henry head-on were all lying in pools of blood.
"How... how is this possible?!"
The tattooed woman had just reached Snow.
Initially, she had intended to kill Snow outright.
Now, seeing Henry's ferocious combat prowess...
She decided to try to grab Snow and use him as leverage to force Henry to spare her.
With this in mind, the tattooed woman quickly put away her knife and reached for the scruff of Snow's neck.
This area on cats and dogs is a vulnerability.
Once grabbed, they are usually unable to muster strength.
However, just as the tattooed woman's hand was about to touch Snow...
Snow exploded in size, transforming from a small wolf pup of just over twenty centimeters to a massive war wolf nearly two meters long!
The transformation was faster than inflation!
Long, white fangs bared from its mouth, emanating a menacing aura.
"Ah? What's happening?"
Before the tattooed woman could react...
Snow ferociously bit into half of her torso.
Then came a violent thrashing.
Snow tossed the woman into the air, leapt to catch her, and dragged her along the ground.
In just a few bites, the woman was halfway to death.
One of her shoes even flew off.
She looked like she was about to breathe her last.
Only then did Snow let go, barking a few times at the woman.
"Snow, fetch that one!"
Henry picked up an arrow that had fallen to the ground, held it to Snow's nose for a sniff.
"Awoo~"
Snow howled up at the sky.
Then it dashed towards a nearby building.
"Please... kill me..."
The tattooed woman lay on the ground, her upper body gruesomely mangled.
Blood continued to seep from her mouth.
It was clear she wouldn't survive.
"I... don't want to turn into one of those monsters..."
Using her last bit of strength, the tattooed woman pleaded.
Henry remained unmoved, expressionless, standing beside her.
After a short while, the woman breathed her last.
Henry began counting the seconds...
1...
2...
3...
...
When Henry reached the count of twenty-five,
The tattooed woman suddenly opened her eyes, her face crawling with purple veins!
Pfft!
Henry plunged the Katana into the zombie's brain.
"25 seconds! It takes 25 seconds for the dead to turn into zombies..."
"It might vary slightly depending on the person's physique, but the timing is more or less consistent."
"At least it's not the type where they take a long time to turn after death."
Henry nodded, having grasped another important piece of information.