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Zhang Li and the others jumped down from the ventilation shaft, without paying any attention to Li Nan, who was in pain nearby. They gathered behind Door 2, waiting for Han Guang to explain his plan.
Several Wolf Eye Flashlights illuminated the area, with Han Guang standing in the center, speaking methodically: "Li Nan and I suspect that the Zombie relies on smell to identify its prey. So I thought of a way to deceive the Zombie: we can cover ourselves in Zombie blood and flesh!"
Li Nan fell to the side, grimacing in pain, but upon hearing Han Guang's words, he instantly stood up and replied, "This method might actually work!"
Liu Ziming frowned, looking bitter as he said, "Is this really feasible? It sounds quite unreliable!"
In this team, Zhang Li was in charge since the military personnel made up over eighty percent of their number. It was reasonable for Zhang Li to hold authority, especially since he was the Company Commander with the highest rank. However, apart from the military members, it was only Li Nan and Han Guang who formed a team. If Liu Ziming did not support Han Guang, who would?
Zhang Li also remarked, "What you suggested is worth trying, but it seems a bit too risky!"
Seeing the doubts among the group, Han Guang explained further: "Given our current situation, we are like caged birds with no chance of escaping. The Control Room is infested with Zombies, and our only exit leads directly to the Freight Elevator. We must restart the underground power system to have any chance of escaping!"
At this moment, Liu Ziming asked, "The Control Room also leads directly to the surface. Since we need to go down to the Control Room anyway, why do we need to restore power and then return through the elevator? Can't we just exit directly from the Control Room?"
Along their journey, Li Nan had already detailed the situation in the Control Room. Liu Ziming knew there was a main door there, which was secured with a password due to its importance.
Liu Ziming looked at Li Nan as if signaling something. He seemed to believe that Li Nan must know the password for the Control Room and that they could definitely escape from there.
Li Nan smiled wryly and said, "Even if I knew the password for the Control Room door, we still can't escape from there. The distance between the underground Zombies and the surface world is only separated by that one door. If we open it just for our own escape, it would be like releasing a tiger back into the wild; at that point, no one would be able to control the situation. Therefore, we cannot!"
Hearing Li Nan's reasoning, Zhang Li nodded and said, "It seems we still have no choice but to focus on the Freight Elevator. Li Nan, can you tell us if it's possible to destroy that elevator and climb up through the shaft?"
"The elevator shaft is definitely not an option either. Our Jiangbei Hospital is a key medical unit supported by the province. This Freight Elevator serves only two underground levels and has a solid integrated structure; it's impossible to escape through it like in movies! If we had heavy weapons capable of destroying that integrated elevator structure, we might as well take down that large iron door behind Door 6!" Li Nan stated confidently as if he were not in imminent danger.
In an instant, Li Nan had dismissed all possibilities of escape except for what Han Guang suggested: restarting power in the Control Room and then leaving through the Freight Elevator.
When they first descended into the Underground Morgue, Zhang Li and Li Nan had focused on how to eliminate all Zombies. Yet just a few hours later, they stopped thinking about killing Zombies and instead sought ways to save their lives. The situation had changed dramatically; no one could have predicted it!
Finally, Zhang Li slammed his hand down and said to Han Guang, "Let's go for it. We'll do it your way. After all, this time it's either life or death. Only a coward wouldn't dare to gamble!"
Seeing that his boss had already spoken, Liu Ziming had nothing more to say and simply asked, "Where are we going to get the flesh and blood of a Zombie?"
Han Guang chuckled, "Isn't there one right here?"
Following Han Guang's gaze, they indeed saw a Zombie collapsed on the ground with its head smashed to bits.
Li Nan then realized, "Damn, isn't that the Zombie that attacked me?"
As he spoke, Han Guang had already pulled out a Fire Axe from behind him. With all his strength, he rushed forward and began hacking away. In an instant, blood and flesh flew everywhere, and it felt like he was chopping filling for dumplings.
Liu Ziming watched from the side, already having vomited a pool of white liquid, choking out, "Han Guang, are you sure your ancestors weren't selling human meat buns? Your chopping technique looks quite similar!"
Li Nan couldn't bear to watch this scene either. The white steam rising from the Zombie's body surged upwards, releasing a foul odor that felt like rotting garbage, making him feel nauseous.
Although he had done his fair share of dissecting corpses in school, he couldn't handle such a disgusting dismemberment.
About ten minutes later, a complete Corpse had been reduced to a puddle of mushy meat.
Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Han Guang said to everyone, "It's done! Come see my handiwork!"
Zhang Li maintained a serious expression as he approached. It really did look like dumpling filling; however, this kind of filling was something no one would dare swallow.
Han Guang didn't care about how disgusting it was. He immediately scooped up a handful of the meat mush from the ground and smeared it all over his chest as if applying sunscreen. He then took another handful and continued until he was covered in the Zombie's flesh and bodily fluids.
"Aren't you coming?" Han Guang asked politely. However, this serious question sounded more like a provocation. "Come on! You guys should join in!"
Zhang Li was also a real man. Seeing Han Guang's actions, he took off his shirt and mixed it in the meat mush before putting it back on. Now he was completely filthy.
Liu Ziming pinched his nose tightly, covered in a mess of soup and water, looking as if he had just crawled out of a thousand-year-old sewer.
Everyone gritted their teeth, making themselves look like Zombies, while at that moment, Li Nan laughed from the side, saying, "That's quite heavy on the palate!"
Liu Ziming had already sneaked around behind him. Taking advantage of Li Nan's moment of inattention, he pushed him right into the pile of meat paste. Li Nan nearly fell over, his head and face covered in it.
"Wow..." Li Nan felt utterly disgusted and almost vomited. He instinctively grabbed something hard to help himself up, but upon touching it, he felt a greasy and slippery sensation.
Li Nan tried to get up, but his hand slipped again, causing him to fall back down. Angrily gripping what he had found, he cursed under his breath, "What kind of bird thing is this..."
"Please don't tell me it's really a bird thing!" Li Nan opened his eyes to look. Fortunately, it was just a piece of large intestine, but the feces from it had splattered all over his face.
"Damn it!" Li Nan struggled to stand up from the ground, wiping the mess off his face and looking around in confusion.
Liu Ziming laughed so hard his stomach hurt but couldn't help himself, saying, "This is called tit for tat; I shot you in the face with poop!"
Now Li Nan didn't need to smear anything else on himself; the smell of this feces alone could probably knock out several Zombies.
Once they entered the basement, laughter was rare; however, this time everyone laughed heartily. Although they didn't know if this would be their last smile, they enjoyed every moment they had!
Unexpectedly, the over one hundred pounds of flesh from this Zombie was enough for these ten or so people to indulge in. So everyone was smeared with the scent of Zombies, which should help them blend in.
Seeing that they had rested enough and were prepared, Zhang Li immediately said, "Let's crawl through the ventilation duct and enter the Control Room!"
With that command, everyone wiped their smiles away. The eight Wolf Fang Soldiers looked particularly serious; one by one, they flipped over and jumped into the ventilation shaft.
The team remained as before, with Zhang Li leading the way and Li Nan and Han Guang bringing up the rear. After crawling for a while, they finally reached the Control Room.
Zhang Li was at the front and had already arrived at the end of the Ventilation Duct leading to the Control Room. With a Wolf Eye Flashlight in his mouth, he shone it downwards and indeed spotted dozens of Zombies.
"It seems these Zombies have been wandering around here. When I came here just now, it was you guys. It looks like you haven't been visiting other places!" Since Han Guang and Li Nan said that the Zombie senses its surroundings and captures prey through smell, Zhang Li tentatively shone the Wolf Eye Flashlight on the eyes of a nearby Zombie, and indeed, there was no reaction.
The Ventilation Duct they came out of was nearly four meters above the ground of the Control Room, which wasn't too high. However, Zhang Li still saw seven or eight Zombies on the ground that had already lost their legs and heads from falling.
Zhang Li remarked in disbelief, "With such skills, I don't know how you ended up in such a miserable state!"
Looking around, beneath the vent, aside from those seven or eight half-dead Zombies, there were no obstructions, and the dozens of active Zombies were worth a try.
Li Nan clenched his jaw, steadied the Wolf Eye Flashlight, then crouched down with his back half in the ventilation duct and jumped down through the opening.
Zhang Li was certain that he wouldn't land on anything disgusting. Shifting his weight to one side, his feet stuck firmly to the ground like magnets.
He landed low and aimed the Wolf Eye Flashlight at the positions of the ten or so Zombies he had just confirmed, while keeping his Submachine Gun ready.
A muffled sound echoed in the Control Room as a man weighing around 150 to 160 pounds landed on the ground; how could it not make noise? Zhang Li's right hand rested on the trigger of his Submachine Gun. The nearest Zombie seemed to sense something amiss; it twisted its head and turned 180 degrees toward Zhang Li's position.
"Is this thing not working?" Zhang Li thought to himself, feeling as if he was ready for a mutually destructive confrontation!
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