Chapter 922 Zombie Battle
"To defeat this plague, I need your help!" Zhang Fan didn't have time to be polite and said bluntly to Governor Torres, "Please plant the preventive medicine I prepared for all healthy people according to the method I said. My assistant Shadow Baron and Royal Knight Acan will help you. Then gather all the patients together and block the port. I need a lot of corn and bread crumbs, as well as various juices to cultivate and make a special medicine! If you can do as I say, I can control the plague..."
Because of Zhang Fan's reputation, Torres, the governor of Port-au-Prince, knew that the legendary baron had magical medical skills. Moreover, his child and wife did get better after using the medicine prepared by Zhang Fan's green mold. He understood that it was not the time to be official, and immediately asked the adjutant to explain: "My order, all the actions of Baron Shifan and his assistants in Port-au-Prince have been authorized by me, and anyone must obey unconditionally!" Those who disobey will be killed!"
Zhang Fan turned his head and said to the adjutant, "My preventive medicine should first vaccinate the orderly soldiers, so that all healthy people who have been vaccinated with preventive drugs must obey my arrangement! Burn all the bodies! And find the source of the plague! Yes, it's the source! This is very important! I want you to find any strange human beings, places with strange patterns, or places with the most living dead at night! And if you feel strange, you should report everything to me in time!"
The clever adjutant was efficient and quickly carried out the orders of the governor and baron. There are also monks and doctors from church hospitals in Port-au-Prince. With their help, healthy people in the port are successively vaccinated with Zhang Fan's method. Of course, not everyone trusts Zhang Fan. Many people don't understand how the thick pulp in the patient's abscess could not be transmitted. Naturally, they resisted desperately. They were all forced to be vaccinated under the soldier's bayonet. Because the baron's order is to kill him if he is not vaccinated!
After receiving the smallpox vaccine, healthy people will no longer be infected. Penicillin can also improve the survival rate of infected patients. After all, many infected people die from the complications of bacterial infection after the decline of immunity. The application of penicillin has saved this part of the patients.
More and more healthy people, but those bodies that have not had time to burn at night still attack the residents of Port-au-Prince under the influence of witchcraft! Soldiers' swords and knives, and even flinger guns, have a limited effect on these long-dead bodies. Only heavy blunt devices smash the bodies to stop them.
What the residents can do is to close the doors and windows tightly, listen to the sound of the living dead walking outside the house, the unlucky man who was caught and gnawed by the living dead, screamed, and waited for the dawn in horror. Then go to look for the bodies hidden in the corner during the day and hit them and burn them...
However, on the fifth day of Zhang Fan's entry into Port-au-Prince. This is a Saturday, and this weekend night is no longer the world of these living dead who died of the plague! Because a nobleman in a dress, a top hat and a pair of monolitary glasses appeared at the intersection of the center of Port-au-Prince town. This is the only way for those horrible and disgusting living dead wandering around!
Behind him, there was also a group of zombies waiting quietly. These zombies all crawled out of the Port-au-Prince cemetery, and according to the soldiers sent by the Governor's Office, the bodies in the cemetery are still concentrated here. Many of these bodies have decayed into dead bones! Many of them are the elders of the colonial residents, and several bold residents even saw their newly dead uncles or aunts on their balcony by the moonlight, and they also dragged their stiff steps to join the zombies...
"Who is that person? So familiar..."
"Guess who I saw? The group of pirates who hanged last month also came! I know their clothes..."
"Isn't that old Henry? I buried him and came. He is still holding his favorite cane..."
"God! A group of disgusting plague zombies is not enough, and they have crawled out of the grave. Is it the end of the world?
"Shh - shut up, these zombies are good! I saw them tear those plague zombies to pieces! Maybe God sent a dead soul to save Port-au-Prince..."
"Don't make a sound, the plague zombies over there are coming..."
On the roads at the intersection, hundreds of thousands of abscess zombies, dragging strange steps, stepping on the silver-white moonlight, slowly coming!
The nobleman at the crossroad smiled faintly and muttered softly: "Go away. Evil. Leave with you. Don't pollute my home. Calm me. Bless me with courage. The light from Vespers reassures me. Protect me safe all night." In his whisper, the zombies behind him immediately moved and rushed to the zombies who died of the plague...
This is a silent battle, without screaming or retreating. Because there is no life, so there is no fear. Some are just endless tearing, and dry flesh and blood are thrown around...
No zombie would attack the nobleman who had been standing at the crossroads, as if there was an invisible glass around him. The silent and tragic battle lasted until dawn. When the first ray of sunlight broke through the darkness, the plague zombies who could not survive in the sun began to retreat. They are looking for a corner that can hide from the sun...
The zombies summoned by the nobles began to launch a formal counterattack. Even the zombies who lost their feet crawled on the ground to attack! When people opened their doors and saw countless relatives and friends, and even criminals who had died for a long time, chasing pestilous zombies and defending their homes, they were stunned...
Then I don't know who shouted, "Residents of Port-au-Prince, God is saving us!" Our deceased relatives are saving us! Are we indifferent?"
At this call, all the people were excited, picked up the latest weapons they could get, and shouted to attack the plague zombies! In the sun, these plague zombies had lost their ability to move. Under the siege of the zombies summoned by the mysterious nobles and the residents of Port-au-Prince, they were torn, burned and smashed into meat sauce!
After everything calmed down, the nobleman who had been standing at the crossroads pushed his single glasses, sorted out his meticulous clothes and hat, and muttered: "Let death come again, let the deceased rest in peace, and let everything return to dust..."