Zombie Apocalypse Supplies Novels & Stories

The first thing Liam said after being thirsty for so long was, "How much water do we have left?" Derek's face was smeared with grime and blood from the fighting. He licked his dry lips. "Just this one bottle." Hearing that, Liam set the bottle down. He didn't drink it. "Captain Caldwell, we still have two bottles of water here! And ten packs of instant noodles!" Kit stood up from the crowd and brought out all the supplies Milky Way Base had left. The zombie tide had erupted too suddenly. No one had been prepared. These few supplies had been carried by one resident who happened to have them on hand.

He stared at the place in front of him and found out it was a primitive forest. There were lots of poisonous bugs and ferocious creatures in the primitive forest. It has to be said that they were in the midst of the apocalypse and thus had been infected with the zombie virus. Hence, they were even more fierce. Lucas did not rush into the woods. Instead, he took out a box of food from System Space and started stuffing it into his mouth. The zombies would produce treasure chests daily. As the days passed, the number of chests in Lucas's System Space became more and more. Eventually, it was filled with lots of boxes of food supplies.

" I turned and walked away without another glance. Back in the office, I pointed out the window at the world now buried under frost and the bodies frozen solid like statues. "Take a good look. The world’s changed. This is our fortress now. If you want to survive, follow my lead." Rhys nodded immediately. "Got it." Garrick followed, nodding hard. I didn’t take them to open packages. Instead, I headed to the break room and dragged out everything edible I could find, laying it all on the table: half a box of instant noodles, a few bottles of water, an opened bag of crackers, and a couple of shriveled apples.

Then, I slipped into endless darkness. Back at the camp, my departure didn't bring them any safety. Instead, the zombies' roars grew louder. Emilia quietly gathered my gear, her expression complicated. Behind her, Dustin's excited voice rang out. "Em, we can redistribute these supplies..." Suddenly, a team member responsible for lookout rushed in, shouting urgently, "Captain Campbell, things are looking bad! All the zombies from a five-mile radius are swarming toward us!"

It’s about noon and Zane is walking down a highway littered with decaying cars. As he approached a nearby city, most of the cars had cracked or broken windshields. Sometimes he saw the odd humvee or a tank, they made great shelters for nighttime. This is the western apocalypse and it has been hell. He is about 5 '7 with long blonde hair blowing in the wind, a sturdy build, blue eyes with a narrow face, He wears a trench coat to stay warm and has a backpack of limited supplies. He travels alone mostly, at the start he traveled in groups of survivors of twenty to thirty people but they all succumbed to becoming food of the Pales.

"Justine-" "Don't even consider about it," he abruptly cut me off. "We don't have any extra supplies. Not if we are to complete this plan." I gave him a disapproving look. "They'll go hungry." "They'll be just fine. There are shops strewn throughout. And if they are all gone, there are literally hundreds of abandoned homes for them to rummage through." "Not tonight," I said. "They can't locate anything now since it's too dark. We had a can of soup and some fruit to spare."

My mind went into a downward spiral, thinking up ways to survive a crazy, zombie apocalypse. 1.) Machetes instead of guns, that way I won't run out of ammo. 2.) Find reliable allies. Let's see, Rick has Daryl in The Walking Dead and Roberta has Addy in Z-Nation. Ok, so I guess werewolf friends would come in handy if there's ever an outbreak - but can a werewolf become a zombie? SHIT! I don't think I'd survive a zombie-werewolf apocalypse.

Ava frowned as he crouched beside it and shoved his arm into a hollow beneath the roots. “What are you doing?” she asked. “We still have hours until daylight.” “The quickest way is through the next town,” Zeke said. “I’m getting us supplies before Nyx drags us through the next town naked.” Despite everything, a startled laugh almost escaped her. Nyx had been so singleminded that that was probably a possibility. A moment later, Zeke pulled out a weatherproof container and flipped the clips open. Inside were folded clothes, bottled water, cash, a first aid kit, food rations, and several mobile phones wrapped in plastic.

When Liam calmed Brandon down, they immediately left and walked away from that group. Nothing good will happen if they just continue there. Also, they are attracting too many zombies; they don't want to fight soon. Liam and Brandon resumed their scavenging for supplies, diligently filling their cart with essential items. They don't miss anything. Everything that can be taken and that can be used in the future is placed by Liam in his space dimension. Especially the things that other people ignore, such as tissue, toothpaste, toothbrushes, and even pillows and blankets.

he asked, looking at me with eyes full of shock and guilt. I gritted my teeth against the pain and, without turning back, I drove my dagger straight into the zombie behind me. "Less talking. Move!" However, we were greatly outnumbered. Our resistance was wearing thin at a concerning speed. Everyone was running on empty. The air itself felt heavy with despair. Just then, a deep roar came from the sky. Three helicopters marked "HQ Special Forces" hovered overhead. "HQ rescue unit! All survivors, move toward the helicopters immediately!" Well-trained operatives dropped ropes and began extraction. The incoming reinforcements tore through the horde, forcing them back. One by one, the surviving sq