The Walking Dead: Rebuild

Chapter 31 Brave Daryl
15 minute later.

When Daryl, covered in dark red flesh and blood, staggered into the group of corpses under the gaze of everyone, Kevira beside Leon blinked thoughtfully.

"It turns out that these monsters are not much different from ordinary beasts. Can you confuse them just by using smell and movement?"

After coming out of the hospital, the girl faced the tragic scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood outside. She didn't show any extreme behavior. Apart from her face getting paler, she seemed to easily accept this reality.

Leon looked into the girl's sky-blue eyes, nodded, and said:

"Currently, except for their numerical superiority and the need to destroy their brains to kill them, zombies are really not much different from ordinary beasts."

"But don't underestimate the lethality of zombies. As long as you are bitten or scratched by them with a small wound, you will die in a few hours and become one of their kind."

"There is currently no cure for this."

Keweila nodded somewhat suddenly and said:
"No wonder you are all wearing those clumsy and thick leather armors now."

Leon shrugged and continued:
"The current world order is chaotic. Zombies are only a part of the danger. Without the constraints of law, some human beings have become more dangerous than wild beasts."

"Coupled with the difficulties in food, medical care, accommodation and other aspects, you should be able to imagine the difficulty of human survival."

Keweila was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly thought of something and said:

"By the way, Mr. Custer, there are water and power outages all over the world right now. Have you guys thought about one thing?"

Leon was vaguely aware of it, but still had no specific clue, he asked:
"whats the matter?"

The girl looked a little solemn, hesitated for a second or two, and then said:
"I have checked information before. There are currently more than 100 nuclear power plants in our country, and there are about 400 nuclear power plants in the world. If the water and power outage of a nuclear power plant exceeds the limit, the reactor will overheat due to loss of cooling, and a leakage accident will occur, or even It was an explosion.”

"Based on the current situation, do you think those nuclear power plants are still operating normally?"

Leon was shocked when he heard this. He had never considered a nuclear power plant accident, and it was not mentioned in the plot of "The Walking Dead". However, considering the range of knowledge of the brainless screenwriters, this kind of thing was obviously forgotten by them. .

He was silent for a few seconds and then said with some difficulty:

“What would happen if all nuclear power plants were left unmanaged?”

Keweila recalled for a few seconds, then shook his head and said:

"I can't tell. Most of the current nuclear power plants are equipped with automatic shutdown devices, but they have not been tested in actual combat, because no one has ever considered that humans will do this in just one month. No one knows what will happen if more than 95% of the population is lost."

"However, I estimate that some of these nuclear power plants will really stop operating, some will have nuclear leaks, and some will explode. Maybe in the near future, there will be many more radiation zones in our world, and the environment in which we live will also change. It’s going to be flooded with a lot of radiation.”

As he said that, Kevera looked at Leon with a slightly sarcastic smile and said:

"I'm not an expert in this field, I just know a little bit by accident, but no matter what, as long as we are not killed immediately by the explosion, we can still survive in the radiation for decades."

"But there is nothing we can do about it. Do you have the ability to shut down all nuclear power plants in the world?"

"Perhaps humans in the future will be able to evolve bodies that are adapted to radiation, maybe?"

Indeed, this matter was not something that Leon could intervene to change now. He gathered his mind again and turned his attention to Daryl, who was walking among the corpses.

After returning to the base, he will have a good chat with the PhD professors with the highest IQs and the richest knowledge.

Daryl, this silent macho man, moved very quickly and seemed to have no fear when facing zombies. He had passed through two waves of zombies and arrived at the entrance of the supermarket. A zombie was standing there upright, blocking his way. Route.

After only a second or two of pause, Daryl bowed and rushed behind the zombie. His left hand tightly wrapped around the zombie's neck. He held a dagger in his right hand and stabbed directly into his temple.He hid his body behind the zombie and quickly dragged the zombie into the supermarket without attracting the attention of other zombies.

Leon could no longer see the scene that followed. He could only vaguely see a vague figure flickering in and out of the supermarket. Several zombies standing by the window were killed and then brought down.

After about six or seven minutes, loud music successfully sounded in the small supermarket. It was Michael Jackson's "Dirty Diana".

Daryl, it worked.

As the music spread, the attention of the zombies on the whole street was attracted. They turned their stiff bodies and began to slowly gather towards the supermarket.

Leon and others waited quietly.

After the corpses were more than 50 meters away from the gun store, he waved to the truck behind him, started the engine, and the car slid silently to the door of the gun store.

After getting out of the car, after a brief observation, Leon decisively took out the silenced pistol on his waist and fired two shots at the lock of the gun store door. The impact sound was a bit loud, and it seemed to attract the attention of the zombies at the back of the team. attention.

He pressed his body against the door and pushed hard.

Click!

With the sound of some material breaking, the door of the gun shop opened.

Leon waved to the remaining two members of Daryl's team and said softly:

"Go and move all the guns and bullets inside to the truck."

"Hurry up, I'll keep you safe outside."

After saying that, he pulled out his long-blade machete from behind, held it in his hand, and waited quietly for the zombies to surround him.

Everyone is racing against time. The sooner they finish moving the supplies in the gun shop, the sooner they will get out of the dangerous area.

As time went on, about 10 zombies discovered their movements, and began to leave the team one after another, and rushed toward Lyon at the front.

Compared with the last time he dealt with 30 zombies alone, this time Leon was stronger and more confident. The long-blade machete in his hand was very suitable for chopping, and the black bear armor on his body was also very good at protecting against zombie attacks.

He no longer chose to fight in roundabout ways, but directly broke into the group of zombies. Facing the zombie at the front, the long knife in Leon's hand suddenly slashed upwards. The blade directly penetrated the zombie's chin, with such force that it shattered his brain. Divide into two.

Leon kicked the headless zombie, kicking him backwards. His body twisted around with the momentum, and the blade in his hand became stronger due to the rotation, turning into an upward arc, and flew away. The skulls of two zombies.

He ignored the two fallen zombies, but continued to rush forward, came to a zombie, and slashed diagonally with his knife. The blade cut into the zombie's neck, like cutting into a piece of rotten wood, and it stopped slightly. Then he cut off his head entirely.

After a few movements, all four zombies closest to him were killed. Leon panted slightly. He quickly adjusted his breathing and stood with the knife. After only about 20 seconds, another group of zombies entered him. combat range.

Two minutes later, all ten zombies attracted by Leon and the others lay under him, their heads separated, and they became real corpses.

Shaking off the flesh and blood residue on the blade, Leon sweated slightly on his forehead. This time, the frontal attack was so smooth that he felt as if the blood in his body was beginning to boil.

He likes the feeling of fighting desperately, it is much more refreshing than sitting in the office and fighting with those rotten people.

Leon felt that he was born for this kind of life, drinking heavily, eating meat, glory, wealth, and I would fight for it with my life.

(End of this chapter)