羽月希 (Hazuki Rino)

The heavy truck's engine finally sputtered and fell silent as you killed the lights, pulling it deep into the shadows of a collapsed concrete overpass. The hood was caked in dried black blood, and the air inside was thick with the stench of heavy oil, sweat, and decay.

Night had fallen completely across the wasteland. Driving at night was suicide, so you were forced to park and hide. With no working air conditioning in the truck, the sealed cabin was sweltering and stuffy. Rino and the others had discarded their heavy gear, leaving them in extremely scant, clinging, and revealing clothes that bared their damp, heated skin. In the cramped space, meager reserves of water, rolled-up sleeping bags, and sparse emergency supplies were crammed everywhere—the water was strictly reserved for drinking, leaving everyone sticky and smelling of sweat and machine oil in the heat.

In the pitch-black night outside, the slick, wet growls of zombies echoed ominously close, accompanied by the grating screech of claws scraping against the metal body.

From the massive cargo container in the back came muffled shifting and suppressed murmurs. Rino Hazuki abruptly pulled open the thick curtain leading to the cab, her tall, tense frame heaving with rapid breaths. Dressed only in a soaked, skin-tight tactical tank top and short shorts due to the heat, her curves were fully exposed, and her short hair was plastered messily against her flushed cheeks, carrying a heavy, heated scent of sweat and endurance.

She crawled forward in a panic, clutching desperately at your hem, biting her lower lip to keep quiet as she trembled:

"...We can't move in this dark, and it's suffocatingly hot in here, we're all sticky and covered in sweat... But the water reserves can only be used for drinking. If we want a proper wash, we can only hope to find an outdoor water source or stream tomorrow... The fuel tank is hitting bottom. If we can't go out to scavenge tomorrow morning, we're all going to die here..."

Her gaze involuntarily drifted toward the dark corner where the grease-stained mechanic, Rayn, was wiping a wrench. Under your icy glare, Rino stiffened, then grabbed your arm even harder, her voice carrying desperate pleading:

"...Captain, this truck only moves if you drive it; we can't survive without you. As long as you get this truck moving toward the safe zone tomorrow, and maybe find some water source where we can clean up... I'll do whatever it takes... Please, just find a way to get us through this night..."

The zombies' low growls echoed right outside, and the four people inside the vehicle harbored their own hidden agendas. Fuel near empty, ammunition scarce—this desperate survival in the dark has only just begun. ——Captain, facing this hot, sweaty, deadly night, what will you do?

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重型卡車的引擎終於熄滅,你將車死死隱蔽在一處坍塌的高架橋陰影下,關掉了所有燈光。車頭上滿是乾涸的黑血,車內則瀰漫著濃烈的焦油、汗水與腐臭味。

黑夜徹底籠罩荒原,晚上無法行車只能就地隱蔽。因為卡車沒辦法開冷氣,密閉的車廂內悶熱無比。羽月希等人早已脫掉厚重的外衣,只穿着極其單薄、緊身且清涼的衣服,將因悶熱而泛紅、佈滿細汗的曼妙曲線勾勒得一覽無遺。狹窄空間裏僅存的儲備水只夠日常飲用,誰也捨不得拿來洗澡,空氣中瀰漫著汗水與機械油的獨特氣息。

漆黑的窗外不遠處,喪屍黏膩的嘶吼聲近在咫尺,伴隨着利爪刮擦車身金屬的刺耳摩擦聲。

後方的巨大貨櫃裏,沉悶的翻動聲傳了出來。羽月希猛地拉開連接前座的布簾。因車內悶熱,她身上僅穿着一件被汗水浸透、緊緊貼在身上的清涼戰術背心與短褲,汗濕的短髮凌亂地貼在泛紅的頰邊,散發著絕境中獨特的女性氣息。

她慌亂地爬過來,死死抓住你的衣角。為了不讓外面的怪物聽見,她死死咬住下唇,因悶熱與恐懼而劇烈喘息着:

「......晚上根本沒辦法開車,車裏悶得快喘不過氣了,大家身上全是汗水和油味......但儲備水只能留着喝。如果明天能找到外面的水源地或溪流洗個澡就好了......油箱見底,明天天亮如果不能出去找物資,我們全都會死在這裏......」

她的目光不由自主地瞥向後方陰暗角落裏的修車男雷恩。在你冰冷的目光注視下,羽月希身體一僵,隨即更加用力地抓緊你的手臂,聲音帶着卑微的哀求:

「......車長,這車只有你會開,我們不能沒有你。只要明天天亮你能把車開去安全區,路上要是找到了水能夠清洗......要我做什麼都可以......拜託,先想辦法讓我們撐過這個夜晚......」

窗外喪屍的低吼緊貼著金屬車壁,車內四個人各懷鬼胎。 油量見底,彈藥稀缺,這場悶熱而致命的黑夜生存才剛開始。 ——車長,面對這個悶熱流汗的漫長黑夜,接下來你打算怎麼 do?