rebuilding in walking dead

　　Atlanta, university district.

　　In just two months, Atlanta, known as America's "New Capital of the South," has turned into a dead zone.

　　The once bustling streets are now covered in devastation. The wreckage of countless cars and human corpses are crowded together, blocking all the roads. The road surface and walls are covered with black marks of smoke and fire.

　　Between these road obstacles, inside various buildings, and in the dark alleys at the corners, tens of thousands of zombies were densely packed together, wandering aimlessly, occasionally emitting terrifying roars from their mouths.

　　Leon and his warriors, their armor covered with the smelly flesh and blood of zombies, lowered their heads and moved slowly forward in the sea of ​​zombies in silence.

　　Walking at the front of the team was Glenn. This Korean-American boy was not tall, but he had courage that was unimaginable to ordinary people. Faced with such a horrifying scene, even though he was trembling with fear, he gritted his teeth, took the initiative to recommend himself, and was willing to lead the way for everyone.

　　Because he felt that he was the person who was most familiar with the road here, and only by walking in front could he reduce the risk factor for all his companions to a minimum.

　　Daryl fell to the end of the team without saying a word, holding the dagger tightly in his hand, guarding against the threat from behind the team. This silent man never showed off his merits. He always silently guarded the companions he recognized without fear of any threat.

　　Old Moore seemed to have noticed his brother's actions. This brother, who was usually very rude, first secretly glanced at the position of his boss Leon, and then silently moved to his brother's side and guarded the back row of the team with him.

　　The 8-man team was not moving very fast. Not only did they have to try to avoid the zombies and car wreckage, but they also had to step over the corpses on the ground and various debris like street lamps that had been destroyed and collapsed by the explosion from time to time.

　　I walked along the street for about 10 minutes before I finally reached the intersection.

　　This intersection seemed to have been built into a simple position by the army. Hundreds of sandbags were piled up to form several half-person-high defensive outposts. Six heavy machine guns were mounted on the sandbags, with their muzzles aimed at various directions of the position.

　　In a corner of the position, a camouflaged tank crashed into a building, and on the other side of the intersection, there was a helicopter parked on the road, and a pilot with a torn upper body was tied tightly to the driver's seat.

　　As Leon and his companions continued to move forward, they carefully observed. Among the zombies wandering on the ground of the position and nearby, they also found more than a dozen zombies or corpses wearing camouflage uniforms. They were probably the soldiers who died in this position.

　　Many of them were killed by gunshot to the head.

　　Perhaps they were executed by others in order to prevent them from dying and turning into zombies.

　　Leon thought so, and then turned right with Glenn into another street.

　　The condition of this street was almost the same as the previous one. The road was littered with car wreckage and wandering zombies, but in greater numbers.

　　As the team went deeper, everyone was surrounded by countless zombies. Leon could clearly feel that everyone's heart was filled with fear, fear of death. As they went deeper, this fear became stronger and stronger.

　　Everyone knows that if they are surrounded by tens of thousands of zombies here, no one can escape the fate of being eaten, and they might even be gnawed into skeletons. Thinking of this, even a strong man like Leon who has his own cheats couldn't help but tremble slightly.

　　But at this critical moment, Leon noticed that Professor Amlin, who was walking in front of him, suddenly trembled, raised his head uncontrollably, and sneezed in front of him.

　　Ah! Sneeze!

　　...

　　The sound of the sneeze was masked by the motorcycle helmet, as if a sack full of sand fell to the ground from a high place.

　　Low and clear.

　　In an instant, everyone in the team had their limbs stiff, their hair stood on end, and a trace of cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.

　　Leon cursed in his heart, controlling the urge to kill. He raised his head slightly and carefully observed the zombies around him, not daring to make any big movements.

　　This clear sound, of course, attracted the attention of the zombies within a hundred meters. They all turned their heads, looked at where Amlin was, and surrounded him tentatively.

　　Feeling the university professor's body trembling more and more, Leon placed his hand lightly on his shoulder, signaling him not to be afraid and not to act rashly.

　　No matter what they thought, the zombies did not hesitate at all, and hundreds of zombies all rushed towards them.

　　Everyone held their breath and some even closed their eyes in fear. They were surrounded in the center of the zombie swarm. They prayed silently that they would not be discovered by the zombies. They were like statues, motionless and did not dare to make any movement.

　　This was what Leon had explained before setting out. When crossing the sea of ​​corpses, even if the teammates around you were dismembered in front of you, you must not act rashly, otherwise you would have sacrificed your life in vain.

　　5 minutes of silence.

　　It seemed as if five centuries had passed.

　　The zombies walked around and found nothing, so they gradually gave up the search, staggered back to their original positions, and began wandering aimlessly.

　　Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The underwear inside the armor was completely soaked with sweat.

　　But they did not dare to stop any longer and followed Glenn closely towards Georgia Institute of Technology.

　　This was the first time that Leon was so close to death that he was powerless to resist and could only wait. He originally did not take this mission too seriously, thinking of it as just a slightly difficult rescue mission.

　　Unexpectedly, there would be such a great danger. This blow quickly cooled down Lyon's somewhat arrogant mentality.

　　The end of the world is too dangerous. You may die at any time due to various accidents. It is better to stay safe.

　　Fortunately, after the lesson just now, everyone's spirits were stretched to the limit, and no one dared to relax anymore. The team moved forward slowly, groping diligently for nearly an hour and a half, crossing several streets, and finally walked out of this sea of ​​zombies.

　　After leaving the high-rise block and walking for another five minutes, they finally arrived at a small square with beautiful environment and lush vegetation.

　　At the end of the small square, a huge European-style building, 30 meters high, made of a mixture of marble, reinforced concrete, stands there.

　　Behind this building, there are numerous academic-style buildings, some tall, some short, some beautiful, some strange, surrounded by vegetation and trees. From time to time, you can see fountains and statues of various shapes. The whole area is extremely large, like a huge garden.

　　This is their destination. The gate and sign of Georgia Institute of Technology can be seen from a distance.

　　At this time, this famous university, one of the three most famous technical colleges in the United States, has lost its former glory and turned into a ghost town.

　　The garden-style buildings were filled with thousands of young zombies dressed in various casual clothes. They wandered aimlessly and were scattered in various corners of the school.

　　Professor Amlin couldn't help but take a few steps closer, a look of sadness on his face, his eyes moist, and a hint of sobs in his voice:

　　"This school was once a temple of knowledge and a jewel of human civilization. Over the past hundreds of years, it has trained countless outstanding scientific research talents. They entered society from here, led the changes of the times, and created countless great achievements."

　　"Alas, what a pity."

　　"I remember that before I left, there were more than 20,000 students, more than 1,000 teachers and more than 2,000 employees here. I just don't know how many of them are still alive today."

　　Leon walked forward, patted the professor on the shoulder, and said:

　　"Let's go, professor. There's no point in just daydreaming here. We still need you to lead the way."

　　"Go and see for yourself who is still alive."

　　"Like you said before, every minute of advance could save a life."

　　After saying this, he waved to the team members, pulled out a sharp short knife from his belt, and said:

　　"Everyone, follow me. Try to kill in stealth mode and carve out a bloody path. Don't make any noise."

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