usatvline Chapter 61 Rick's New Plan
Chapter 61 Rick's New Plan
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After observing from the rooftop, Rick spotted a van in the street parking lot through his binoculars.
If they could get that car over there, they could all leave together, but getting to the parking lot became the biggest problem.
"There's simply no way to get through that area of zombies."
Seeing hundreds of zombies wandering the street leading to the parking lot, everyone felt despair.
"...But you helped me escape from the tank."
Rick looked at Glenn and said, "If it worked before, it will work now."
"Yes, but they were eating at the time and were completely distracted."
Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Glenn could only say helplessly.
"Can we distract them any further?"
Rick asked.
"Exactly, listen to him. He knows everything. He even uses feints and diversions. He probably learned that from movies."
Moore, watching the spectacle unfold, couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark when he saw that everyone was casting hopeful glances at the Asian boy.
"Please, can you just shut up for a second?"
Jacques was getting angry when he saw that Jacques not only didn't help him find a solution but was also gloating.
"Are they able to identify objects by sound?"
Rick asked.
"Yes, just like a dog, it comes running when it hears a noise."
Glenn nodded.
"anything else?"
"Besides being able to hear you, they use their sense of smell to identify you, and once they catch you, they eat you immediately."
Morales then added.
"They can distinguish our scent?"
Rick was taken aback; he hadn't known that.
Can't you smell it?
"They smelled of rotting corpses, we didn't. It's such an obvious difference."
Andrea explained to Rick.
Rick fell silent upon hearing this, his brain racing, his CPU practically smoking.
However, his deep eyes grew brighter and brighter...
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On the first floor of the building, several people sat in a circle, looking at each other in disbelief, all finding it hard to accept what was about to happen.
On the ground in front of them lay the body of a walker that had been dragged back from outside. It was one of the two walkers that Morales and T had killed in the alley when they picked up Rick and the others.
This was Rick's idea. Based on the characteristics of walkers, if he smeared his body with the blood and flesh of walkers and used the smell of rotting corpses to disguise himself, he might be able to deceive their senses and sneak out of the building to drive the truck back.
Because no one else dared to do it, Rick had to do it himself. He took the fire axe and stood in front of the body.
With a determined look, Rick swung his axe to strike, but everyone else was too scared to look away or close their eyes.
However, at the last moment, Rick stopped, and the axe did not fall.
Bangdang...
Rick threw his mask and fire axe on the ground, then crouched down and searched the body, finding a wallet in the pocket.
Wayne Dunlap, a native of Georgia, was born in 1979.
Rick opened his wallet, looked inside, and took out his identification documents, handing them to Glenn as he read them aloud.
"He died with $28 on him and a picture of a beautiful girl. Love, Rachel. He was just like us, worrying about bills and rent..."
If I can reunite with my family, I will definitely tell them about Wayne.
After saying his condolences, Rick closed the wallet and put it back on the body.
"There's one more thing: he was an organ donor."
Glenn suddenly said.
A few minutes later, Rick readjusted himself and raised his axe to chop down again, this time without the slightest hesitation.
Pfft... Pfft...
The axe struck the corpse again and again, ripping it open and splattering foul-smelling blood everywhere.
The group felt nauseous and dared not look at the bloody scene any longer. They estimated that they would not be able to eat meat for at least a few days after today.
Glenn covered his head with both hands, repeatedly muttering "Oh God."
"Has everyone put on their gloves?"
Rick chopped a few times, then handed the axe to Morales so he could continue, while he solemnly reminded the others:
"Never get it on your skin or in your eyes."
Since it concerned their own lives, they all nodded repeatedly.
They had already found trench coats and gloves from the clothing stores in the building and were wearing them, just in preparation for this moment.
They took a few deep breaths, then, suppressing their nausea, scooped up pieces of flesh from the mangled corpses and began smearing it on Rick and Glenn.
Before long, the group had covered Rick and Glenn with the blood and flesh of the walkers, turning them into blood-soaked figures reeking of rotting corpses.
Rick was a police officer after all, and his mental fortitude far surpassed that of others. He had seen even worse crime scenes before, and after getting used to the initial discomfort, he calmed down.
On the other side, Glenn was on the verge of collapse. He kept his eyes closed, afraid to open them, and kept muttering to himself:
"Oh my god...this is terrible, it couldn't be worse."
"Think about something else, like cats and dogs..."
Rick taught Glenn to distract himself.
"More like a dead cat or a dead dog..."
T-boy said.
No sooner had he finished speaking than Glenn turned to the side and began to vomit violently, emptying his stomach completely.
"That's so unfair! What's wrong with you?"
Seeing Glenn vomiting so badly, Andrea also complained that T-boy shouldn't have exaggerated the situation.
"Next time, let that madman teach him a lesson."
Jacques also joined the chorus of condemnation.
"I'm sorry."
Seeing that he had angered the crowd, T-boy quickly apologized to Glenn.
Does it taste the same as theirs?
Rick then asked.
"Can they be different?"
Andrea responded with a word, then handed her pistol to Glenn and said to him:
"Just in case."
Glenn stared at her, a wave of emotion washing over him, unsure of what to say.
“If we come back, you must be prepared.”
Rick gave them some instructions.
"What about Mor Dixon?"
T looked at him and asked.
Upon hearing this, Rick took out the key to his handcuffs and tossed it to him; he couldn't just leave someone to die right now.
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Squeak... yah...
The back door of the building opened from the inside, and Rick and Glenn walked out of the building, each carrying a weapon, while the others ran back to the roof.
There were only two zombies in the alley, and they planned to use them as test subjects to see if the method would work.
Rick and Glenn exchanged a glance, then mimicked the walker's behavior, taking unsteady steps as they slowly approached the walker in front of them.
Their hearts pounded with tension, their eyes fixed on the walking corpse in front of them.
If they cannot evade the zombies' senses, the two will take action immediately upon detecting any signs of aggression and then retreat back into the building.
Fortunately, when they passed by the two zombies, the zombies only glanced at them and mistook them for their own kind, without seeing through their disguise.
This made Glenn secretly breathe a sigh of relief, and the anxiety he had been holding in finally subsided.
It seemed that the method had worked, so the two men were greatly encouraged. They then squeezed through the vehicles blocking the alley entrance and walked onto the main street outside.
There are far too many zombies here, hundreds of them. If anything goes wrong, they will all die without a burial place.
Walking slowly among the countless zombies, Rick and Glenn dared not be careless for a moment, maintaining absolute vigilance.
Following the footsteps of those zombies, I staggered towards the parking lot...
Unbeknownst to anyone, this entire scene was witnessed by two people on the rooftop of a building in the distance.
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