The Zombie Survival Guide: How To Live Like A King After The Outbreak by Etienne DeForest, Art Gelsinger Read Free Book Online Page B
Authors: Etienne DeForest, Art Gelsinger
some fresh meat and fruit, this is the last time you will enjoy this luxury for a long time. Watch the news, enjoy one of your last satisfying meals, and wait for the time to move.
At this stage it is far too soon to be out lopping heads off in the street. The police will not be so overwhelmed yet as to ignore your vigilantism, and you could possibly even be classified as another deranged psycho now roaming the streets. It is likely that you could end up stuck in a holding cell with a few soon-to-be zombies if you make your actions too visible in this period of impending anarchy.
Something is Definitely Wrong Here
By the next morning or afternoon, it will have become very apparent that something is definitely, seriously wrong, even to the people who already live in mountain caves, in submarines, on space stations, and in shelters underground. It has now been over 23 hours since the new strain of zombism hit the street, and however it was contracted this time, most of the folks who initially contracted it are likely to have turned by now. In all likelihood, the police will know all too well the true nature of the threat they are up against, and will probably be pinned down in the field or in a conference room forming their plan of attack.
Now is the time to act. Loot, rob, and pillage for any supplies that you’ve yet to secure. Try to resist the urge to steal nonessentials, such as videogame consoles and plasma screen TVs. These are only useful in battling pretend zombies with friends online, and will not be of any use to you while you are actually fighting for your actual life. Either way, the police will be far too busy dealing with the growing swarms of zombified killing machines to worry about your petty (and not so petty) larcenies. Do you happen to own a pickup truck?
If not, go over to the house of that neighbor with the impeccable lawn, the who is always bitching about your dead, overgrown grass to the neighborhood association. Stick your shotgun in his face, slap his wife on the ass and take his truck from him. If you are lucky enough to find that he has turned already, you can blow the brains out the back of his head and onto his recently polished hardwood floor.
Then, burn rubber to the more-than-likely closed hardware store and get that awesome generator you've had your eye on for some time. While you’re there, make sure to get plenty of rope, gas cans, and various tools which you may or may not need. I've always wanted a band saw, so personally I would take this opportunity to procure one.
On your way to the gas station, where you intend to pull a drive-off with a full tank and truck bed of brimming gas cans, make sure to stop by the local liquor store. If the neighborhood winos haven’t already ransacked the place, grab as much tobacco and spirits as you can fit into your new truck. This is recommend for two reasons: One, I'm a chain smoking lush. Two, in about a month, all currency is going to be completely worthless. You’re going to need the things people cherish, such as vices and vital supplies to trade with survivors of the outbreak. The legitimate market will be virtually extinct, and all that will remain is a barter-based black market. So unless you want to end up smoking some dude’s pole in exchange for the right to smoke a single stale cigarette, you’d better stock up while you can!
Get to your stash/safe spot, unload, and repeat the process as many times as is safely possible. Do not get greedy! After a short time, your brilliant idea to loot everything in sight will be adopted by the rest of the city. Remember, large crowds equal danger, from both the living and the undead. The police will be concentrated in riot zones, firing tear gas and beanbag slugs into the crowd. Also, the rioting masses may decide that they like your new truck and take it just as easily as you first took it yourself.
A Confirmed Zombie Outbreak has Occurred
Once the
At this stage it is far too soon to be out lopping heads off in the street. The police will not be so overwhelmed yet as to ignore your vigilantism, and you could possibly even be classified as another deranged psycho now roaming the streets. It is likely that you could end up stuck in a holding cell with a few soon-to-be zombies if you make your actions too visible in this period of impending anarchy.
Something is Definitely Wrong Here
By the next morning or afternoon, it will have become very apparent that something is definitely, seriously wrong, even to the people who already live in mountain caves, in submarines, on space stations, and in shelters underground. It has now been over 23 hours since the new strain of zombism hit the street, and however it was contracted this time, most of the folks who initially contracted it are likely to have turned by now. In all likelihood, the police will know all too well the true nature of the threat they are up against, and will probably be pinned down in the field or in a conference room forming their plan of attack.
Now is the time to act. Loot, rob, and pillage for any supplies that you’ve yet to secure. Try to resist the urge to steal nonessentials, such as videogame consoles and plasma screen TVs. These are only useful in battling pretend zombies with friends online, and will not be of any use to you while you are actually fighting for your actual life. Either way, the police will be far too busy dealing with the growing swarms of zombified killing machines to worry about your petty (and not so petty) larcenies. Do you happen to own a pickup truck?
If not, go over to the house of that neighbor with the impeccable lawn, the who is always bitching about your dead, overgrown grass to the neighborhood association. Stick your shotgun in his face, slap his wife on the ass and take his truck from him. If you are lucky enough to find that he has turned already, you can blow the brains out the back of his head and onto his recently polished hardwood floor.
Then, burn rubber to the more-than-likely closed hardware store and get that awesome generator you've had your eye on for some time. While you’re there, make sure to get plenty of rope, gas cans, and various tools which you may or may not need. I've always wanted a band saw, so personally I would take this opportunity to procure one.
On your way to the gas station, where you intend to pull a drive-off with a full tank and truck bed of brimming gas cans, make sure to stop by the local liquor store. If the neighborhood winos haven’t already ransacked the place, grab as much tobacco and spirits as you can fit into your new truck. This is recommend for two reasons: One, I'm a chain smoking lush. Two, in about a month, all currency is going to be completely worthless. You’re going to need the things people cherish, such as vices and vital supplies to trade with survivors of the outbreak. The legitimate market will be virtually extinct, and all that will remain is a barter-based black market. So unless you want to end up smoking some dude’s pole in exchange for the right to smoke a single stale cigarette, you’d better stock up while you can!
Get to your stash/safe spot, unload, and repeat the process as many times as is safely possible. Do not get greedy! After a short time, your brilliant idea to loot everything in sight will be adopted by the rest of the city. Remember, large crowds equal danger, from both the living and the undead. The police will be concentrated in riot zones, firing tear gas and beanbag slugs into the crowd. Also, the rioting masses may decide that they like your new truck and take it just as easily as you first took it yourself.
A Confirmed Zombie Outbreak has Occurred
Once the
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