"Why isn't anyone answering the phone?" Angelica held her phone in her hand, feeling worried. The airport had just experienced a series of chaos, with many people either dead or fleeing. Many didn't die from zombie bites, but from being trampled in the chaotic stampede.
Fortunately, Angelica reacted quickly and made it to the third floor where there were fewer people and fewer zombies.
After a group of people had been lured away, the airport security took care of the remaining ones who had turned into zombies.
"Quickly block the stairs, there are more zombies downstairs," Angelica said to the chief of security. Many panicked individuals had rushed downstairs without realizing that there were even more people and zombies there.
The priority now was to block the staircases and prevent the zombies from rushing upstairs. Upon hearing Angelica's words, the chief of security immediately ordered his shaken subordinates to push tables, chairs, and water dispensers to block the exit of the escalators.
Luckily, in places like airports, escalators were the main means of accessing the third floor. Although there were still emergency exits, they had already been sealed and blocked by their team. They had temporarily resolved the safety issue.
"Thank you for the reminder," Larry expressed his gratitude to Angelica. If it hadn't been for her reminder, he wouldn't have thought of that aspect so quickly.
Larry was the chief of security who had initially ordered the killing of the zombies. He was an active-duty soldier and had been stationed as an armed sentinel in the airport hall. He happened to be on lunch break, replacing a comrade.
Upon discovering the zombies attacking people, he immediately gathered the remaining security personnel and used their combined strength to clear the zombies from the third floor of the airport. They also isolated the bitten individuals.
Just as they finished these tasks, they heard Angelica's words and quickly blocked the crucial passage for the zombies to come up.
"Larry, come and take a look," before they could even catch their breath, someone called Larry over, and Angelica followed.
Larry's face turned grim as he looked at the five or six people lying or sitting in the corner. These were the individuals who had been bitten by the zombies a short while ago. It hadn't even been twenty minutes, yet these people already showed signs of distress.
Most of them had bloodshot eyes, emitting strange groans. Their mouths were filled with saliva, and they emitted a foul odor.
The people nearby kept their distance, even if some of the survivors were relatives or friends of these individuals. At this moment, nobody dared to approach them.
Larry's face turned pale. He had previously considered the possibility of these bitten individuals getting infected, but he hadn't expected the signs of infection to appear so quickly.
These few people were now exhibiting symptoms that closely resembled the zombies they had just killed.
"Larry, what's happening?" Among the twenty or so onlookers, a man approached with concern, visibly distressed. It was evident that among the injured individuals, there was someone he cared about.
Letting out a sigh, Larry helplessly addressed the crowd, "Everyone, I'm afraid you've seen it too. These people who were bitten by those monsters have been infected. They're in the process of turning into zombies, and there's likely no saving them."
"No... it can't be," the man who had asked the question expressed fear and astonishment. He anxiously looked at his wife sitting on the ground, as if wanting to rush over and check on her but hesitating.
"I'm sorry, for safety's sake, please step back a bit. We need to isolate these individuals to prevent them from turning violent," Larry said.
"No, Larry, please, don't do it. There's still hope for my wife..." The middle-aged man panicked, imploring Larry and even looking at the others, hoping for their help.
However, it was unfortunate that although some in the crowd seemed moved, they were not foolish. They also had loved ones among the bitten individuals, but they didn't dare approach. After all, no one wanted to be infected and turned into those monsters.
With a helpless shake of his head, Larry said, "I'm sorry, I can't take that risk." He then instructed his subordinates to use chairs and tables to isolate the few infected people.
"It seems this military man is not only calm but also not foolish," Angelica observed the spectacle from the side, assessing the situation.
This apocalypse wasn't going to disappear quickly, and the airport was surrounded by zombies. With Angelica's intelligence, she quickly realized that this place could become a small survivor base. So, to ensure her own safety, she had to figure out how to survive here.
From Angelica's observation, Larry, the military man, was the traditional type of soldier. He had a sense of responsibility, caution, and calmness. He had decent skills and, while not particularly smart, was not foolish either. With him leading this group of survivors, perhaps things wouldn't descend into too much chaos.
That was the reason why Angelica had initially given suggestions to Larry. On one hand, it was to ensure that she wouldn't be torn apart by the swarming zombies, and on the other hand, it was to secure a better position for herself within this small survivor base.
"Be careful..." Just as Angelica was deep in thought, she suddenly saw one of the bitten individuals, a teenager, suddenly lunge fiercely at a security personnel who was carrying a chair.
There was no time to say anything, but Larry also reacted quickly. He urgently shouted a warning, causing the security personnel to pause for a moment. As the zombie rushed towards him, the security personnel immediately tackled him.
These security personnel were responsible for maintaining order at the airport, and their combat skills were average compared to Larry, an active-duty soldier.
After Larry's warning, he immediately grabbed a nearby suitcase and threw it at the zombie's head, knocking him back as he lunged.
Finally, a few security personnel around them realized what was happening and mustered the courage to surround the infected individuals, wielding makeshift weapons like table legs and chairs.
The infection of the male zombie acted as a catalyst, and soon, the other bitten zombies in the vicinity became fully infected. They lunged at the people, engaging in a fierce fight with the security personnel who formed a circle around them.
In the end, at the cost of one person's death, Larry and his group managed to eliminate these infected zombies.
The unfortunate victim was the one who had initially moved the table. He had dodged the first zombie attack thanks to the warning but was subsequently bitten and killed by three zombies that followed, without even a chance to become an infected zombie.