Chapter 7: Zombies That Love The Rain (2/2)

Zhang Xiao Qiang stood within 2 metres of the zombie, he raised the head of his spearin case the zombie lunged at him. He carefully observed: the zombie did not appear to care about Zhang Xiao Qiang standing next to him, it just continued to catch the rainwater with his head. He noticed that after the zombies were drenched in rain for a few days, their skinny cheeks became rounder, their claws also had more meat, and he couldn’t really see their bones.

Zhang Xiao Qiang took two steps back and looked around using the dim light. The number of zombies in the garden had increased from 30 to about 40, many zombies in the hallways and houses walked out, and were outside in the rain.

Zhang Xiao Qiang saw this and was taken aback, he was ready to run. He raised the spearhead against the zombie, and ten thousand practices of this assassination technique led to this day. He stabbed the spear into the eye of the zombie, and then pulled it out. The zombie fell to the ground and made a big splash in the puddles.

Zhang Xiao Qiang was afraid of waking the other zombies and started to run. After running 10 metres he looked back, all the zombies quietly were standing there. He felt a rush of excitement: killing zombies that don’t move is even more fun!!!

Seeing the sky getting darker and darker, Zhang Xiao Qiang rushed over.

The 21st zombie had fallen from Zhang Xiao Qiang’s spear, and the route to the canteen had finally been cleared. Visibility was rapidly decreasing so he had to take this opportunity.

He rushed to the front door of the canteen, he wanted to become the zombie’s boss, Zhang Xiao Qiang rushed in, he felt around and couldn’t find the light switch. He found a large carton, he will put whatever he finds in there. In the end he found a couple boxes of cigarettes. He strapped 2 buckets of mineral water and strapped it with a braided belt to the spear, using it to bring it back to his house.

Carrying the water and other supplies on the spear felt like climbing a mountain. Zhang Xiao Qiang could barely breathe, with the galvanized pipe on his shoulder, the burning pain did not stop. He clenched his teeth and walked home one step at a time; he could barely see the path already. The heavy rain was still going, a month’s worth of rainwater poured down the neck of the raincoat, gradually reducing his body temp.

Only with persistence, and even with his legs staring to give out, the arms carrying the spear started to tremble. He gained a second wind and ran to the house, finally reaching the platform. Seeing the house seemed to help regain some of his strength, he used this last bit of strength and rushed into the corridor.

With one foot in the corridor and the other still outside, his body could no longer hold on. With the supplies on the spear, he dropped it onto the ground. Zhang Xiao Qiang lied on the floor, panting desperately for air. He turned around, lying on the cement ground, looking at the stairs and the ceiling, continuing to pant.

After 7 to 8 minutes his breathing slowed, and he sat up against the wall. Mineral water, rice, lobster sauce, canned fish, various biscuits and cigarettes scattered around him.

“ha! haha! hahahahaha…..”

Zhang Xiao Qiang laughed loudly, he didn’t stop laughing. The laughter continuously rang out, and tears started streaming down his face, the tears ran across his cheek onto his chin and dropped into the raincoat.