Infinite Ebullience-Chapter 29 - 21 Bedroom Invasion Part 1

29: Chapter 21 Bedroom Invasion (Part 1)

29: Chapter 21 Bedroom Invasion (Part 1)

Holding the M870 shotgun, leaving the security room, stepping onto the stairs once again, Li Xinlan feels that she has grown a lot braver, estimating that she can now combat a zombie on her own.

The canvas bullet bag slung across her body was a bit tight though, strangling her chest uncomfortably.

Qin Yan was not at the rear of the line.

Insisting on taking the lead with her MP5 submachine gun in hand, Tang Zheng couldn’t dissuade her.

He shrugged his shoulders, letting her take the position.

Luckily, they didn’t encounter a single zombie until they reached the twelfth floor corridor.

Although they didn’t encounter any combat, keeping on high alert had put everyone under immense psychological pressure.

Sweat was trickling down everyone’s forehead, especially Qin Yan, who was panting heavily.

Her entire back was soaked in sweat, clearly visible through her tight protective top, and the trace of her bra was discernable.

“I have to say, even if there were no zombies, your loud breathing could attract them,” said Tang Zheng.

After the zombie fishing incident in the afternoon, he had toughened up a bit.

He didn’t consider one or two zombies to be a significant threat, but seeing Qin Yan and the others so careful, he couldn’t help but become vigilant.

“I’ll try my best.” Qin Yan shot Tang Zheng a glare.

“Take deep breaths, relax your body, especially your hands.” Lin Weiguo noticed that Qin Yan was clutching the MP5 tightly and couldn’t help but worrying, “Make sure you don’t accidentally fire and shoot us all down.”

“Don’t worry, I’m feeling much better now.” After saying this, Qin Yan’s expression seemed more determined.

When they had finally reached the twelfth floor safely and entered room 1207, she appeared more confident.

Tang Zheng was aware of the pressure and risks borne by the person in the lead.

After all, they’d be the first one to be attacked if they encounter a zombie.

But experiencing it personally, Qin Yan had grown a self-affirmation that had taken root within her, giving her the courage to face the zombies.

All she was now lacking was combat experience.

Li Xinlan didn’t notice Qin Yan.

Upon entering the room, she was frightened by the gloomy atmosphere of room 1207.

There was no one in the living room except for the maintenance worker and the high school student.

The doors to the two bedrooms were tightly closed, seemingly as if it were the only way they could isolate themselves from the zombies and gain a bit of mental reassurance.

“What happened?” Li Xinlan was confused.

Why is the atmosphere in a room full of so many people even less active than when there were just four of them in the security room?

“Nothing.

It’s just that Zhao Jingye and the flight attendants didn’t want to talk to the bald man.” The high school student was sitting on the sofa, intently watching television.

Although most television stations were off-air, there were still a few broadcasting.

“The 2020 NBA competition rebroadcast, lovely.

When we get back, I can brag about this to my classmates.”

“Haven’t you discussed what to do next?

Just letting time go by?” Qin Yan was enraged.

These people didn’t do a thing after they left, “Zombies won’t simply let you waste time for fifteen days.”

After unlocking the door, the maintenance worker sat back down on the sofa once again and hesitated to speak up.

He didn’t want to anger anyone.

The high school student nonchalantly chimed in, “We did.

Zhao Jingye declared his candidacy for group leader, promised a bunch of things, and pledged to bring everyone back alive.

The bald man made some sarcastic remarks, and then they had a falling out, and dispersed.

Oh, where did you guys get these weapons from?”

The high school student was too engrossed in watching the television and didn’t notice until Tang Zheng and the others placed their heaps of weapons and equipment on the living room table.

When he saw the M4A1, he happily dropped the remote and ran over, rummaging through the tactical vests.

He asked, “Do you have any spare 5.56mm NATO standard rifle bullet clips?

Can you give me a few?”

Before Qin Yan could call her colleagues, the flight attendants heard the conversation in the living room and came out of their rooms.

Seeing the pile of firearms on the tea table, they didn’t even bother greeting anyone and darted over, starting to pick through the pile.

“Sister Qin Yan, where did you go and get these weapons from?

You’re amazing”, Pang Meiqin initially wanted to grab the M870 shotgun, but Cheng Chen was faster.

The other one was taken by the fiery-tempered Hu Qiong.

Sulking, she grabbed hold of an MP5.

“Sister Qin Yan, you guys are awesome.

You went out for half a day and came back with so much.

How many zombies did you kill?” The airhostess Bai Guo, who had been piggybacked by Tang Zheng before, behaved like a hapless child.

She put on an M88 helmet and without picking up a gun to defend herself, approached Qin Yan, inquiring about their afternoon’s experience.

“Here, take this for self-defense.” It seemed Qin Yan and Bai Guo had a good relationship.

Qin Yan handed her a M1911A1 and two bullet clips.

“Whoa, quite a catch there, Old Lin.

I knew I wasn’t wrong about you, the former Southern Sword special forces soldier is damn tough, huh.” The bald man heard the word ‘weapon’, came out of the bedroom and saw the firearms on the tea table.

He broke into a grin, and very quickly grabbed the most powerful M4A1.

After a quick glance, he felt there weren’t enough bullets, discarded it, and while Cheng Chen wasn’t looking, snatched her M870.

“You…” Cheng Chen was furious, but Pang Meiqin seemed to take pleasure in her adversity.

She hadn’t forgotten that Cheng Chen had deserted her that day.

Everyone else was surprised at Lin Weiguo’s identity.

They found it hard to connect the words ‘prisoner’ and ‘special forces soldier’.

“What about you, huh?

Can you even use it?

Tut-tut, a Remington shotgun, it’s something, ain’t it?

One shot, and it’ll blow a zombie away to the point its Daddy won’t recognize it.”..

The bald man stared angrily at Cheng Chen, fondled the M870 for a bit, then began stuffing dozens of 12-gauge shotgun shells from the tea table into his pocket.

After filling his pocket, his gaze drifted towards Li Xinlan’s bullet belt filled with fifty shotgun shells, then towards her chest, licking his lips, he got up.

All the flight attendants noticed the bald man’s bucking up, and his face full of ill intentions.

They all knew what he was about to do, even the stupidest could guess it.

“Xu Dong, all these guns and tactical vests were grabbed by Little Tang.

If you want them, at least ask him, won’t you?” Lin Weiguo finally spoke, but his words were only met with a startled look from everyone.

“What, this kid grabbed them?

You’re not joking, right?” The bald man stopped in his tracks, looked Tang Zheng up and down.

Seeing the large patches of blood and dirt on his protective clothing, and his grimy hands, he somewhat believed Lin.

The rest of the flight attendants were somewhat suspicious.

They knew this kid was tough, but he wasn’t supposed to be this insane, right?

Getting a single gun, they would believe, but now there was a pile.

Still, they chose to believe it.

After all, Tang Zheng did appear pretty decent.