Chapter 151
At a high school situated south of Santa Rosa.
On a shallow hill overlooking that school stood an apartment complex providing a panoramic view of the entire town.
While only three stories tall, the building’s interior lacked both elevators and staircases.
The sole means of accessing the upper floors were three external stairways leading from the main entrance into the apartment corridors – a peculiar structural design.
Even so, with the capacity to accommodate 20 households per floor across all three levels, a total of 60 units, this apartment complex couldn’t be easily overlooked by survivors seeking resources.
“Hmph...”
Currently hiding on the external stairwell of this apartment, a man let out a tense sigh.
Taylor Evans, a Latino male in his mid-30s and a former military serviceman.
He briefly examined the steel pipe gripped in his hand.
This pipe, aside from some superficial rust, had been in decent condition before entering this apartment complex.
However, it was now stained with thick, murky reddish-brown smears of blood and slightly bent in the middle section.
The result of his narrow victory against the two zombies he had encountered on the first floor.