Widowmaker hummed in thought as she lowered her rifle and stared at the arcing lightening for a long moment. This idea could still work as it seemed the electricity was temporarily frying the zombies' circuits or something.

"I have an idea. Let the next wave join these ones when they reassemble. We need them close to us," she said, turning her head upward to look at the structures hanging high over them. As she spoke, she walked a few steps away to be underneath a tall metal overhang.

"There is a water main coming up into that far building over there. We are going to flood this street."