The Walking Dead: Rebuild

Chapter 3 Sorry, Rick, these guns belong to me.
The road was very peaceful and there were not many zombies encountered. Leon guessed that within a month of the disaster, the monsters on the road were probably lured away by the passing vehicles.

They are very sensitive to sound. In the early stages of a disaster, the sound of military artillery fire in big cities will continue to attract zombies from surrounding areas.

Only those poor souls trapped in buildings or in small corners are still waiting for their prey.

After driving for about 10 minutes, the Kings County Police Department appeared in front of Lyon.

Looking at the locked iron door here, Leon was embarrassed to find a problem. He didn't have the key to the police station.

The protagonist Rick can take people in and out here freely because he is the county police of King County, and the police station is his home court.

what do I do?To find the key to Rick's house?The gun magazine in the police station should be difficult to open without a key, right?
Suddenly, a plot from a TV series suddenly appeared in Leon's mind.

correct!The zombified county police officer.

Leon picked up his weapon and walked along the road next to the main body of the police station. After walking more than 200 meters, he saw the rear of the police station.

It was the back entrance of the police station, a basketball court surrounded by a metal fence.

Looking up, a figure in a police uniform was wandering aimlessly on the basketball court.

It's him, his name seems to be Leon too, alas, what a coincidence.

He whistled at the figure, and the sharp whistle immediately attracted its attention.

As if a puppy had received an order, it twisted its body, revealing its ugly and rotten face. After seeing Leon, a living person, endless power surged in its body.

The county police zombie used his hands and feet to limp towards Lyon.

Whoa!
The metal mesh fence was pressed to the ground and protruded outwards. This fence blocked the zombies' movements, making all their actions useless. However, these monsters did not give up this concept in their brains.

The zombie county policeman opened his mouth wide and roared, his head firmly pressed against the metal mesh, the rotting flesh and blood on his face was cut into pieces by the metal wire, making him ugly and ferocious.

Leon walked one step away from the zombie, feeling a little disgusted in his heart. He pulled out a dagger from his belt, pointed the tip of the knife at the zombie's eye socket, and stabbed it hard.

puff!
The dagger penetrated most of the body in an instant, and the zombie froze, immediately stopped moving, and leaned against the metal mesh, its eyes losing luster.

Facing zombies this time, he had no fear in his heart.

Leon slowly pulled out the dagger, wiped off the blood on the corpse in front of him, and then put it back into his belt.

He found that as long as he found a way, these zombies would become easy to deal with.

It took 10 minutes for Leon to get the key from the corpse of the county police zombie through the metal mesh and an iron hook.

After experimenting one by one, I finally entered the police station through the side door.

After entering the police station, he still did not relax his vigilance. Although in the TV series, there were no zombies in the police station, but who knew if an accident would happen.

Fortunately, the police station was very safe and no accidents occurred.

It took about an hour for Leon to carefully search every room, and he was very surprised by what he found.

More than a dozen firearms of different models, thousands of rounds of ammunition, and Leon even found various defensive equipment such as body armor and anti-riot suits in the equipment warehouse.

What surprised him the most was that there were still more than a dozen sets of police radio communication equipment in the police station.

Now that we have lost the ability to communicate, these equipment that can communicate over medium and long distances can be said to be artifacts.

Hey, I really can’t figure it out. This guy Rick is sitting on a mountain of treasure without even realizing it.

In the original book, he drove a broken car with a few broken guns and left.

Is this really the end of the world for traveling and camping?

But now, it’s all good for me.

Don't worry, I will come back to give you a hand when I gain a foothold in Atlanta.

The police station has an independent water supply and power supply system.

Leon took a hot bath for the first time in a long time, put on a spare police uniform left by someone unknown, and found some food in the public kitchen to make a meal. He finally had a good repair.

After drinking and eating, Leon was counting the supplies while mentally planning tomorrow's actions.

There are too many supplies here, and his Chevrolet sports car simply can't hold so many things.

It is shameful to waste.

Well, there seems to be a prison van for escorting prisoners parked in front of the police station. The body of the van is reinforced with bulletproof panels.

Although it is a bit ugly, in this period, it is much more practical than the Chevrolet sports car.

Go look for it in the warehouse later and you should be able to find the key.Leon thought wildly.

After resting for a while, he was busy looking for keys, driving, and transferring supplies. It was not until eight o'clock in the evening that Leon completed all the preparations.

He drove the prison car into the basketball court behind the police station, closed all the doors, and stored the car keys close to him. It would be wrong to be cautious.

After everything was done, Leon found the common room in the police station, covered himself with a blanket left by an unknown person, and fell asleep with his head up.

That night, he had many strange dreams.

Some belong to Hu Sheng, some belong to Lyon Custer, and some are unknown and bizarre.

Early the next morning, around six o'clock, Leon woke up.

The strange energy in his body was indeed powerful. He felt that his body had returned to its peak state, full of energy and motivation, and his strength and physique seemed to have grown slightly.

This gave him a lot of confidence.

The Atlanta Centers for Disease Control and Prevention is about 80 kilometers away from King County.

If the journey goes well, we can set off now and arrive at [-]pm.

With a map he found in the office, Leon was sure that he was going to set off immediately, the sooner the better.

If he can successfully reach a consensus with the research members within the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, it will be a huge boost to his future.

Hope it goes well.

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June 2010, 6, Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, Atlanta.

"Jenner, are there any left of sample No. 18?"

Dr. Melfa Pascal frowned. Several months of failed experiments had left her exhausted.

What worries her even more is that after the troops withdrew, the CDC lost all its logistical supplies. Official organizations subsequently lost contact and they no longer received any information from the outside world.

From then on, the researchers were panic-stricken and had no intention of working. Some of them ran away and some committed suicide. In just half a month, they were the only two people left at the Center for Disease Control and Prevention who were still at their posts.

But now, even experimental samples cannot be replenished.

Dr. Jenner licked his lips, looked at his wife, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Sorry, Melfa, sample No. 18 has been consumed."

"We must obtain new samples before we can continue the experiment."

"is it?"

Dr. Melfa brushed his long golden hair around his ears, responded, and said no more.

As the research director of the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention and the person in charge of the wildfire project, she knows better than anyone that everything being done now is in vain. The biggest problem of the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention is not the sample problem.

What they lack is energy and continuous supply. Even if the entire CDC is now in energy-saving mode, their power supply can only last for another month at most.

This amount of time is meaningless. Researching serum is not like doing laundry and cooking. It is a long-term and vast project. The time required is measured in years. Only five, ten, or even 20 years can we achieve results. .

But does it still make sense?

By that time, how many human beings will be left?

Is there any organization that can support the CDC for more than ten years?
Alas, we have failed.

Melfa looked back at her husband. He was naive and silly. He was a somewhat dull bookworm.

But she is also the person who loves her most in the world.

What can I do to save you, Jenner.

At this moment, a steady voice suddenly came from the headset connected to the front door.

"Hey!"

"Anyone else?"

"I'm Leoncaster."

"I want to talk to you."

(Don’t worry, everyone, the author is really a principled person. He will definitely study hard and not become a eunuch.)
(End of this chapter)