After finishing, he turned his head and said to Lao Lü, "Forget it, you guys just resist the zombies at the front gate, Old Qin, Old Zhou, follow to the back."
Without another word, he headed straight for the back gate.
On the way to the back gate, they also saw the zombies beneath the surrounding walls, already swarming densely, seemingly about to pile up.
Therefore, Third Uncle thought for a mont that this was not sustainable, they must create a fire circle to halt the advancing zombies.
Otherwise, relying solely on their firepower, which was not enough, and the bullets they were using were nurous.
Suddenly, he thought of a thod used in forest fires—to create a firebreak.
If they used the limited amount of diesel not by pouring it directly on the zombies but by spreading it half a ter away from the wall, creating a firewall, maybe it would be effective.
He imdiately said to Old Qin, "Old Qin, spread the diesel along the wall, ignite it to form a firewall, and prevent the zombies from entering."
The bodies of zombies are full of rotten substances, extrely flammable, and once ignited can burn for a long ti, especially as they are filled with flammable substances similar to thane.
Burning is an excellent thod to resist zombies.
Old Qin nodded without hesitation and imdiately executed the plan.
Old Zhou and Ah Hong’s people pushed the trolley, which was loaded with barrels of diesel, each containing several hundred liters. Old Qin and another person took out the diesel and used buckets typically used for bathing, poured in half a bucket of diesel, and dripped it along the wall.
After seeing Old Qin and the others had splashed for dozens of ters, Third Uncle threw down a torch.
Instantly.
The just-poured diesel ford a line and so also splashed onto the zombies’ bodies, suddenly turning them into flaming zombies.
The zombies nearest to the wall were ignited in a short ti, and those just beyond the splashed area, mindless, surged towards the wall, and were also instantly set alight.
Old Qin, seeing this scene, grinned, pleased by the thod’s effectiveness in saving diesel.
With the help of the rain, more oxygen was evaporated, making the diesel burn even faster.
Any zombie approaching the wall would have its body ignited by the burning diesel on the ground, entirely catching fire.
Spurred by so inexplicable idea, Old Qin suddenly realized: the bodies of zombies, in fact, were also flammable objects.
Seeing the effective outco, Third Uncle took out the walkie-talkie and inford Li Tie, Lao Lü, and the others at the front gate about this thod, advising them to conserve the diesel where possible.
After all, there were only five barrels, each holding 200 liters, adding up to only 1000 liters in total; how long it would last was an unknown.
But zombies are inherently flammable. Once ignited, they self-combust, which indeed saved them a lot of diesel.
Diesel served as an igniter. Without pouring it over, zombie bodies would burn in an open fla, but it could still be extinguished by the rain.
However, with added diesel, the case was different.
The burning flas, under high heat, seed to dry out the wall itself.
Third Uncle and the others arrived at the back gate, where Li Gang and Dapao, along with several others, were frantically shooting the zombies. Seeing Third Uncle coming, they were greatly relieved.
Old Qin and the others demonstrated the thod they used at the front gate once again at the back gate.
The effect was surprisingly good.
Seeing this scene, Li Gang, Dapao, and the others were delighted. The intense activity they had just endured could finally co to a pause.
Old Qin and Old Zhou, along with others, pushed a barrel of diesel around the wall, pouring so in areas densely populated with zombies and then igniting the fla to burn them.
If one were to look from the sky, they could clearly see that the prison appeared to be situated within a ring of fire, with densely packed zombies outside the circle.
One by one, ignited zombies turned into small torches, running about. In their frantic running due to overcrowding, they also set nearby zombies ablaze.
Gradually, a sea of fire ford.
But as ti went on, the intensity of the fire lessened, with the flas being higher the closer they were to the wall.
Among the flas, in the prison, a few hidden inmates marveled at the glow on the walls.
They had never encountered such a ferocious Zombie Tide.
At this mont, their greatest sensation was one of relief, thankful that they were alive.
The rain continued to pour down, and the zombies, seemingly boundless, kept pouring in.
The originally accumulated pile of zombie bodies at the base of the wall, which had burned down to ashes, was then replaced by subsequent waves of zombies.
It was a cycle of replacent, like a at grinder; any zombie caught in this grinder was incinerated by the fire.
Third Uncle watched the controlled Zombie Tide, but he couldn’t feel any joy inside.
Because the rain kept falling, no one knew how long it would last.
It was the end of April, and soon it would be May.
The plum rain season naturally ca with much rainfall.
More than a year had passed since the apocalypse began; the longest period of rain lasted almost a month, and the shortest only a couple of days.
However, based on current consumption, in less than an hour, they had already used nearly one-sixth of their ammunition.
Such a large amount of ammunition had mostly been used when they first discovered the swarming zombies; after using diesel, the bullets had saved a bit.
Each person carried more than five hundred bullets; one-sixth ant about eighty-five bullets.
User Comments
0 comments from readers