Chapter 16. Dispersion (2)
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I returned driving a pickup truck, but did not go straight to the research center. I needed to check if anyone was following me.
So, I settled down in the two-story building southwest of the research center. It was safe because it was a place that had been ‘organized’ in advance with Camilla and Cassandra.
I parked my pickup truck right at the entrance and radioed Camilla. Use radio for short distances, and use cell phones only when unavoidable. These are the rules we set.
– In the meantime, were you imitating a fanatic?
Camilla burst into laughter on the other side of the radio.
“When you think of fanatics, they seem to have a lot of people. I’ll act more cautiously.
– Okay. When are you coming?
“I’ll go in before the sun sets. “I have to park my car near the research center and move things around.”
– Yes. Don’t worry.
The radio was disconnected. It’s good to have a sniper watching your back.
The sound of a metal plate being struck is heard. A zombie was touching a pickup truck. He tried to take a bite, as if he thought it was something to eat, but soon lost interest and started wandering the streets like other guys.
Of course, it is not a car that will break down to that extent. It’s a cool car with additional bulletproof plates. If only the fit woman with white hair and purple eyes didn’t rip it off with her bare hands.
Check the horizon with binoculars.
On a wheat field that is slowly drying out and dying, a group of human zombies and a group of wild dog zombies are fighting. I wasn’t very interested in the progress of the fight, but I was very interested in the zombie’s clothes.
Zombies wander outside regardless of whether the weather is good or bad. Her modest clothes wear out quickly. But the zombies wore new clothes. It means that it hasn’t been long since she completely changed.
These days, the number of zombies wearing new clothes has increased. Most of them were thin and had large scars somewhere on their arms or legs. Unable to endure hunger, it wandered around and was bitten, causing an acute mutation.
There were some guys walking around with their necks broken. These are people who hang themselves in despair. You might have thought that it would be over when you died, but that wasn’t the case.
Crovirus must do whatever it takes to save its host. That way he can spread far and wide.
It absorbs nutrients even by eating its fellow comrades, and no matter what its shape, it squeezes flesh into the destroyed body part.
If you are already infected, you are not dead even if you die. What if the head or heart were blown away, or the body was scattered?
Whether it is too late or sooner, everyone in this world eventually becomes a zombie.
A wild dog zombie jumps onto the back of a human zombie. The human zombie falls into a wheat field, losing her balance as her upper body becomes heavy. A group of wild dog zombies bark and lower their heads toward the fallen creature.
I think I will feast on it. No.
Wild dogs lie low in the wheat field. Only one big guy, probably the leader, raises his head.
I follow its gaze through binoculars. Far. Further. A shiny silver box appeared on the highway, barely visible even through binoculars.
It is a vehicle. This has never happened before. It’s a person. I quietly listened to the radio.
“Camilla. Do you see the silver car on the southwest highway?”
– Just a moment. Huh. See. The truck has a silver trailer. It definitely wasn’t there before. There’s no way I couldn’t see something flashing like that.
Could it be that he was following in my footsteps?
No, the possibility of that happening is small. Even if you quietly follow along, it’s not enough to come here on a shiny trailer like that. Isn’t it no different from advertising ‘I am here’?
But somehow it’s strangely annoying.
– I got off.
I couldn’t see it clearly from where I was. I had no choice but to rely on Camilla’s observations.
– Are you a little cocky?
“Why? “It’s hard to see from here.”
– That guy has just removed the sniper rifle scope and is watching the surroundings. The reflected light is loud. That’s a soldier.
“Are you wearing a military uniform?”
– No. Casual clothing and tactical vest. But the soldiers stand out. The attitude is the same, and there’s a unique feeling that I don’t know what it is.
It must be the feeling of a guerrilla. If so, you’re probably right. However, the soldiers come here not in military vehicles but in trucks and trailers. What are these guys doing?
– Let’s go.
After a while, the shiny vehicle disappeared across the road. And was never seen again.
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I returned to the lab before the sun went down. We moved our luggage into the truck and had a late dinner. Although I had no appetite, I had to eat well in times of peace.
I unfolded the map and drew the movement of the vehicle. It is certain that it came from the southwest and passed by the northeast road.
“I heard the trailer is big? It seemed like five to six people could comfortably rest. “If you take into account the people in the truck, there should be a maximum of eight people.”
Camilla tapped her map. Cassandra was very frightened and cowered.
“No way, it’s the National Military Police, isn’t it?”
Well. If it had been the National Military Police, I think they would have just crossed over. Additionally, trailers and trucks gobble up oil indiscriminately. I am concerned about the lack of fuel, so why bother?
“If I had come to catch you, Cassandra, I would have brought more than 10 people. Those look like other people. And he doesn’t look like a member of the Liberation Corps.”
I glanced at Camilla, wondering if I was being too presumptuous. She lifted her chin.
“The equipment was so good. At first glance, it looks like the rifle has rails and other things attached to it, but the Liberation Corps doesn’t have the money to attach things like that.”
“Did you even see the equipment?”
“That’s because I went up to the rooftop, covered in a blanket, and looked through a telescope.”
There may have been less reflected light, but it would have been very hot on this summer day. Looking at it with admiration, Camilla seemed a little flattered.
“Anyway, I felt a little bad. She was exactly looking ‘this way’. But it’s a bit unclear whether he was looking towards our building or watching zombies fighting each other.”
“Either way, security needs to be strengthened.”
At that time, Cassandra timidly raised her hand. Beside her, Camilla playfully grabbed her wrist and held it above her.
“Hey, hey.”
The t-shirt went up a little. Cassandra’s large breasts bounced. The soft-looking belly fat is white.
“Listen confidently, just.”
Cassandra, not knowing what to do, desperately lowered her arms.
“Well, over there. In our lab… “Hey, there are surveillance cameras, right?”
There are surveillance cameras installed on each floor.
“But?”
“Well, if we modify it a bit… “I wanted to know what it would be like.”
Since it is a research lab, CCTV is installed in each floor and room, and there is also a separate monitor room. Of course, it is completely useless because there is no electricity in the building.
“It’s a good idea, but I don’t know how to do it. If you teach me, I can do it. “How about you, Johan?”
I have no idea. He’s great at shooting guns, setting traps, and intuition, but he’s terrible at repairing and modifying electronic devices. Instead, she had hopes for Cassandra.
“… Ugh, ah, that doesn’t work. Cassandra knows you can do it.”
“What? Can’t you do it too? “You’re good at programming.”
“Well, I’m good at handling things like that, but touching and modifying machines is another part… “
Cassandra tried to make an excuse, but when I thought about it, I didn’t think there was a need to tear down and fix the building’s CCTV.
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The next day.
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Camilla had a scared expression, and Cassandra was completely shaking.
“Yo, yo, John. Do you have to do that? “What do I do if I get hurt?”
Perhaps it was because she was genuinely worried, but she was so close that her chest was barely touching. Well, it’s because it’s so big.
“This is cheaper.”
I soothed her concerns with just one word. Camilla eventually frowned.
“I’m helping you because you want to, but if something happens, I’ll just shoot you regardless of whether it makes noise or not.”
“That’s it.”
Actually, it is not such a dangerous plan. These two people are exceptional. Camilla was so dumbfounded as she listened that she even said that if she was going to do that, she would follow me around.
But there is no reason for that.
“Because attention shouldn’t be distracted.”
“… She should have found a sporting crossbow at least. “It’s very quiet.”
“I told you. “Nothing will happen.”
I patted the rider’s jacket that covered his entire body. If you also wear a helmet, at least your bare skin won’t be exposed. Of course, I don’t mean to look down on the zombie’s sharp teeth.
She carried her backpack and walked out of the lab. Although body odor is reduced by using sweat odor blocking shampoo and body wash, it still becomes very difficult if you move around and sweat.
The time is 10:30 am. Time for it to get really hot. It is a time when the zombies’ movements strangely slow down. I don’t know if it’s because I know that moving on a hot day consumes a lot of energy, or if I just don’t move because it’s annoying.
“Let’s try it.”
He clasped his hands together and broke her hand. She rode her electric bike and quietly headed to the farthest building. It is a small building with a front door and a back door, and the first floor is made of glass.
I honked my bicycle horn on purpose. Jalang… Jalang… Jalang… A refreshing sound that is pleasant to listen to resonates. Soon, zombies came out of the alley, under the tree that had managed to survive but not dead, and from between the flower beds.
I’m still confused as if I don’t know what’s going on. Four. I think this is enough.
“Now.”
I took out a carefully crafted weapon. Slingshot. The rubber band is strong and the bar is made of iron, so it is reliable. Take out the pebbles you brought with you in advance, aim them at the zombie’s knees, and shoot.
“Kyeah.”
It was true, but it was too weak. A zombie, struck by an unexpected blow, approaches her, crushing her face. Still, I’m limping a little, as if I didn’t get hit at all.
“That’s right.”
As expected, I am more comfortable this way. I picked up a broken brick from the wall next to me and threw it hard at the guy’s crotch.
Puck.
There was a magnificent sound. The zombie gapes at her and then sits down, holding her crotch together. I guess it was more of a shock rather than a feeling of pain.
The expression I wanted appears on his face.
Hate.
“Kyaaa.”
Although his thighs were shaking, he caught up. He slowly backed away and entered through the front door. Zombies came in after me and the guy who got hit in the crotch.
I dragged the cabinet and desk all the way. Gagagagak! I didn’t care if the floor was broken or not, I just dragged it along. I blocked the back door and slammed the door.
“Gyaaagh, baaak.”
I can hear zombies scurrying inside. I carefully walked around the corner of the building without making a sound. I closed the front door quietly. The idiots are still struggling out the back door.
Zombies heard the commotion and came out one by one onto the street.
“Hey, are you feeling a little sad? “You sprayed me with my scent like that, but you still don’t know me?”
Actually, things like old clothes and blankets that had my body odor on them, Camilla, and Cassandra, were scattered around here.
Just as animals recognize their owners by smell, we had a vague expectation that these zombies would become less aggressive if they got used to our body odor.
But I don’t know if it’s because the body odor is so weak, or the zombies around here are just so stupid, but it doesn’t seem to have any effect yet.
If it had worked well, I would have been able to move around comfortably even among zombies, and more than anything, I would have been able to freely test something ‘pheromone-like’ that came from my body.
A dog needs to recognize its owner to be trained, but if it cannot recognize its owner, there is no way to train it. So, is there any other way? There is no choice but to have them serve as biometric CCTV.
Tracking zombies inside each building. In this way, it can be used as a substitute for biological CCTV. That’s my plan.
Wouldn’t you die if you were trapped inside a building? Okay. Just bring in a new zombie. In fact, even if you just open the door, you will be drawn in by the terrible smell.
“Let’s see if the strangers can break through this too.”