Infinite Ebullience-Chapter 26 - 19 - Zombie Baiting Part 1
26: Chapter 19 – Zombie Baiting (Part 1)
26: Chapter 19 – Zombie Baiting (Part 1)
Every street that Tang Zheng looked at was filled with zombies.
There were at least tens of thousands of them, aimlessly wandering and waiting for their prey.
Even though he had killed more than thirty zombies himself, sitting on the wall and seeing so many densely packed, bloodstained, ugly creatures, it was still chilling.
Most importantly, he couldn’t find a way to escape.
Tang Zheng knew that staying in the Oasis Hotel indefinitely was not an option.
He needed to arrange a retreat route.
However, the dense pack of zombies surrounding the hotel left him unsure of where to begin.
He hadn’t expected the American public’s enthusiasm for spectacle to be so strong.
He had initially thought of calling more Los Angeles police to help ‘transport’ weapons, but now, while the police did come, the ruckus caused by the massive police movement attracted even more onlookers.
Tang Zheng even saw several TV station vans less than a hundred meters to the west.
One of them had a red waved-shaped CNN logo glaringly visible.
These reporters also had a tough job.
To compete for the first-hand interviews and reports, most of them were parked close to the wall.
It seemed that only in this way could the audience watching the live broadcast feel that they were professional and delivering real-time news.
However, those beautiful female reporters dressed in OL uniforms had now transformed into zombies.
Still clutching their microphone wires, they wandered around aimlessly.
Sometimes they bumped into police cars, but they wouldn’t immediately move away.
It was only after several hard bumps and realizing they couldn’t move forward that they would turn around and change direction.
“Hmm?
Wouldn’t the noise made by the zombies attract other zombies?” Tang Zheng noticed this little detail, quickly turned his head and searched for similar examples.
There were many zombies on the street, but apart from the scratching of their shoes against the road surface, it was eerily quiet.
After all, they didn’t speak or breathe, and with the absence of noises like car horns or engines, the decibels on the street probably didn’t exceed thirty.
Sometimes, a zombie would make slightly louder noises, like colliding with a telegraph pole or shattering shop windows on either side of the street, but the other zombies did not react and continued to wander on their own.
Tang Zheng jumped down, found a few stones, and returned to the top of the wall.
Using all his strength, he threw them out.
The stones hit the road surface and rolled out, making a small noise.
The nearby zombies all turned their heads as if searching for the source of the noise.
Seeing that it was just a stone, they lost interest again.
Tang Zheng moved to a different position and threw out another stone.
With a crash, it broke a window and struck a roadside shop about seventy meters away.
The nearby zombies were disturbed and immediately shuffled over, plunging straight into the shop.
Seeing this reaction, Tang Zheng felt that he was getting the knack of it, but he still needed to prepare some tools.
So, he jumped down from the wall and moved towards the row of single-story buildings on the left side of the backyard, where the Oasis Hotel’s warehouse was located.
Through the glass window, a variety of miscellaneous items stored inside could be seen.
The warehouse door was not locked but was left slightly ajar.
Tang Zheng guessed that there might be people inside.
So, with his right hand holding the Remington M870 and his left hand pulling the door, he slowly stepped backward, opening the warehouse door.
As he expected, there were three common zombies inside.
Hearing the noise, they came running out.
However, Tang Zheng was not under pressure.
He switched to holding the gun with both hands and waited calmly for the zombies to get within five meters before pulling the trigger.
With a bang, accompanied by the dazzling muzzle flame, one zombie who was almost blown in half was thrown back.
Tang Zheng forcefully pulled the grip with his left hand, chambering a bullet with a click, and fired again.
Amid the crisp, metallic sound of the spent shell casing being ejected, another zombie was also shot back.
However, the third zombie had already charged up to him.
Confronting the zombie’s clawing hands reaching for his face, Tang Zheng remained calm.
After loading another round, he directly shoved the barrel of the gun into the zombie’s gaping mouth.
Because of his excessive force, several bloody teeth immediately flew into the air.
“Goodbye!” Tang Zheng showed an expression of feigned regret, then decisively pulled the trigger.
Boom, crash, the zombie’s half head was blasted away.
White brain pulp and red blood splashed everywhere just like water spilt out.
“That’s a wrap.” After filling up the Remington magazine again, Tang Zheng started moving piles of one-meter wide wooden boxes, which seemed to be filled with porcelain, but he couldn’t care less.
All he needed was to build a staircase reaching the top of the wall with these boxes.
There were many boxes.
For safety’s sake, Tang Zheng built five staircases around the wall and stopped.
He then started looking for other useful tools in the warehouse, pulling a three-meter long pole from a pile of metal water pipes in the corner.
Then, out came the Life-saving Straight Knife that he’d gotten from the security room.
Using a roll of clear wide tape, he wrapped it tightly on top of the metal water pipe, turning the two into a makeshift spear.
He also found a few pieces of rope.
Tang Zheng tied several dead knots at the end of each, connecting them.
He rolled the rope into a circle then hung it around his shoulder and left the warehouse.
Stepping on the box staircase, and hiding behind the wall, Tang Zheng only stuck out half of his head to observe where he could set up a trap.
The number of zombies was relatively small, so even if he failed and alarmed them, he could ensure that he wouldn’t be besieged.
The prey needed to be valuable as well, preferably those Police Zombies armed with MP5 Submachine Guns or M4A1 Carbine Rifles — a handgun would be better than nothing though.
“Just don’t catch those zombies wearing thick firefighter suits.
Killing them would be too much work.” Tang Zheng muttered to himself. frёeωebɳovel.com
He’d chosen the zombies on the west side of the yard, probably in order to protect the TV station personnel.
Their police equipment was generally better and they were somewhat closer to the backyard.
He tied a knot at the end of the rope the width of a bowl, then inserted the entire rope through the knot, creating a loop.
His simple lasso was ready.
Tang Zheng, mimicking a western cowboy, swung it a few times, promoting to toss it onto the street opposite, but he failed since he’d never practiced before.
The loop wouldn’t spin, let alone be thrown.
However, fools have their own means.
Tang Zheng wrapped the Ontario 18 Chop at one end of the lasso with clear tape, just like a sinker for a fishing net, and then threw it out hard.
He didn’t dare to look at where it landed, instead hiding quickly behind the wall.
With a clang, the Ontario 18 Chop hit the street, catching the attention of the zombies who then turned their heads in its direction.
However, without finding any trace of humans, they continued their aimless wander.
“Seems doable.” Tang Zheng squatted on the box staircase, with only his eyes exposed to monitor the trap’s effect.
Once he confirmed that it wouldn’t attract a large group of zombies, the next thing was how to get one of them into the lasso and pull it in.
A distance of nearly a hundred meters, even Tang Zheng’s strength enhanced by the Golden Seed, couldn’t make him throw the rope lasso that far, fifty meters tops.
“You mean, like fishing?
Throw out the lasso and wait for the zombies to stray near and get caught?
It could take forever.” After all, the movements of zombies are unpredictable.
Tang Zheng complained, starting to worry again.
He leaned against the wall, watching the movements of the zombies, trying to find a solution.
Tang Zheng had considered making some noise to attract the zombies then using the advantage of the three-meter high wall and spear to kill them one by one.
However, he quickly dismissed the idea.
Normal zombies couldn’t climb up, but what about the special infected?
With the tens of thousands of zombies on the streets, there would be a high probability of some being special infected.
The wall wouldn’t be much of a barrier for them, and Tang Zheng didn’t want to risk his life.
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