The Walking Dead

The next morning, Carl waited until Tasia came back from her morning exercise and finished her breakfast, then he embarrassedly stepped forward and asked, "Can you go find Darryl with me?"

"Oh, my dear, I'm not free now, can you go by yourself?" Tasia, who had a peaceful night's sleep, the first thing she did when she got up this morning was to decide whether Rick and his gang agreed or not. She also puts everyone's backup packs together.

So, the little boy could only look at her back and touch the gun in his pocket in frustration, thinking about the difficult question of whether to go to Darryl alone.

When Carl found Darryl after a while, he was carrying a crossbow and preparing to go out on patrol.

"Well, I have something for you." The little boy mustered up his courage, took out the gun from his jacket pocket, and held it up in front of him.

Darryl took the pistol and frowned: "I took it in my car?"

"Well, I'll give it back to you," Carl looked at his darkened face, and took two steps back vigilantly, "I'll never take it again."

He glanced at the little boy and sneered: "What are you afraid of? Think I'm going to beat you?"

Carl Nana, who was talking about his thoughts, explained: "...No, Dale said, you won't beat me up."

Darryl played with guns and looked at him thoughtfully: "Why steal the gun?"

"I didn't steal it," Carl denied hastily, and then lost under his sharp gaze, "...well, I shouldn't have taken it without your consent.

I'm just, I'm just tired of helping out over the house, I don't want everyone busy protecting this place, even Dwayne can go to the driving range, but I can only stay in the house like a kid feeding chickens and writing Operation. "

"Didn't you have Sophia with you?" Darryl was somewhat disapproving. It was Lori's mother's job to educate Carl. Obviously, her son didn't appreciate it.

"She's a girl, and she should be protected, but I'm not," Carl raised his face and said angrily, "I can also raise my gun to protect everyone, I can do it!"

Darryl ignored the little boy's anger, pouted and leaned on the motorcycle leisurely: "So you stole my gun to shoot zombies?"

Karl choked, he didn't know how to tell the man in front of him that he was scared by the zombies and ran away, maybe he would laugh at him severely after knowing: "...I didn't."

"Then—" Looking at the boy who was scrambling to catch the pistol he threw, Darryl hooked his lips, "Rick and Lori thought that you could have a childhood like them, but it's impossible , How they discipline you, I don’t want to comment, but you can keep this gun, I just pretend I haven’t seen it.”

Although it was surprising that Darryl didn't hit him, but gave him the gun instead, Carl shook his head vigorously and handed the pistol back: "No, I will never touch the gun again!"

Darryl raised his eyebrows, gave him a slap on the head with his backhand, turned around and left: "It's useless to steal, if you're afraid, give it to Rick, and come to me again, be careful I really don't care." beat you!"

Carl quickly picked up the hat that had been beaten to the ground, looked at the man's tall back in confusion, pursed his lips, and had no choice but to put the gun back in his pocket to find his father.

In the city near Green Farm, the streets were in a mess.Only the messy shelves in the shop that had been pushed down to the ground still showed traces of human presence here, and groups of zombies roamed the streets and alleys.

On the empty streets, zombies in twos and threes ate around the livestock that accidentally entered the city.

A military helicopter flew over the city with a "da da da—" and attracted the attention of hungry zombies in this dead city.

Even the mummy lying on the ground because they couldn't find food got up, followed their instincts, followed the direction of the sound, and staggered out of the city...

During dinner, Tasia noticed that Carl had been pursing his lips for fun, and remembered that she had to accompany him to find Darryl in the morning, so she curiously asked the man sitting next to her in a low voice: "Why is Carl so Happy, did something happen that I don't know about?"

Darryl glanced at the little boy, took a spoonful of mashed potatoes from the large glass bowl in the middle of the dining table, put it on his plate, and replied noncommittally: "I don't know, maybe Rick told him something." .”

Tasia frowned, nodded indifferently, concentrated on eating her own dinner, and did not discuss this topic any further.

"Dwayne, Carl, let's play something else today." In the barn, Sophia looked at the two little friends expectantly, and she didn't want to paint in the house anymore.

Dwyane shook the dagger in his hand and said excitedly: "Heber taught us how to shoot flying knives today, why don't we draw a target in the barn and play darts!"

Sophia rolled her eyes in disgust: "Carl, tell me."

Tonight's Carl, uncharacteristically, did not show envy to Dwayne's dagger, and said casually in a good mood: "You two decide, you can play whatever you want."

Sophia and Devine glanced at each other, and the little black boy backed away knowingly: "Then play what you want first, and we'll play darts when we're done."

"Then let's play hide-and-seek here, and no one is allowed to run out!" A sweet smile bloomed on the innocent face of the little girl.

On the outskirts of the farm, layers of zombies were blocked by chest-high wooden fences. They squeezed and pushed against it, and a finger-thick wooden board began to make an overwhelmed "creak" sound...

"Oh—no," Sophia was once again found by Devine in the haystack in the corner of the attic, pleading angrily, "Do it again, just the last time!"

Dwyane nodded reluctantly, well, it only takes ten minutes at a time, and he will be able to play his favorite dart game soon.

This time it was Carl's turn to be the policeman. When he opened his eyes and turned around, looking around carefully, he found that half of Dwayne's clothes were hanging from the beam.

Carl pulls Dwayne off with an easy smile.

The little black boy who was caught was sitting on the haystack, watching with a smile as he searched the entire barn, but failed to find Sophia, and couldn't help but admire her hiding skills.

More than ten minutes passed, and the two children were a little irritable. Carl simply shouted: "Come out, you win this game, I admit defeat." The barn was quiet, and no one responded.

"Sophia? Sophia!—" The two began to worry.

Suddenly, a crisp laughter came from outside the door: "Haha, I'm here." Sophia opened the door and leaned halfway in, looking at the two with a smile.

The smiles on the faces of Carl and Devine turned into panic before they rose: "Sophia, come in!"

Before the girl could react, she was pulled into the door by Dewayne, who was close to the door, and fell to the ground unprepared. There was a "bang--" behind her, and when she turned her head, she saw two people closing the door tightly. Lock the latch.

Just as she was about to speak, she heard the "bang bang" sound of the door being slapped, and Sophia came back to her senses, her face turning pale with fright.

Regardless of comforting her, Karl climbed up the wooden ladder directly to the second-floor attic, leaned on the window and looked out, and saw a lone zombie at the gate vigorously beating on the gate, and the fresh flesh and blood that was close at hand stimulated her. It has only a little sense of smell left.

Carl reached out for the pistol in his pocket, pushed his hat up, and carefully aimed at the zombies below.

This time, he will no longer be afraid, and what his father said in the afternoon seems to be engraved in his mind: I will no longer treat you as a child, I am tired, son, take this gun, I need you .

Thinking of his father's expectant eyes, Karl's rapid breathing gradually calmed down.

"Bang—" The zombie outside the door fell to the ground.

"Wow," Dwyane squeezed to the window, looked at the precise bullet holes in its head, and praised, "Good marksmanship."

Carl pursed his lips shyly, turned around and climbed down the ladder: "Let's go back to the house and tell everyone that the fence must be broken somewhere, and another zombie ran in from the farm."

The three children opened the barn door and walked around the half-decomposed body on the ground to the cottage.

The jungle at night was too quiet, until it was broken by the "click" sound of zombies stepping on dead branches and leaves as they passed by.

The original sound of wind and insects seemed to have disappeared, only the unique "hoo hoo" sounds of zombies drifted from time to time in the empty bloody air. With the increase of their number, in the whole jungle, except for One sound, and no other sound.

Hearing the gunshots coming from the barn, Tasia was startled. Instead of following everyone out, she snatched the binoculars that Dale handed over to Glenn and ran to the window on the second floor.

The dark clouds covered the moon, as if it was in the final brewing, the whole land was shrouded in darkness, and the original fangs and claws of the forest were soaked in the dead light, looking so powerless.

Women and old people stood on the corridor in front of the door, waiting for the men who went to investigate to bring back messages.

In the night sky, a ray of light shot through layers of leaves and was reflected in the cloudy pupils of a zombie.Then, the dark clouds slowly began to withdraw from the sky, revealing the moon little by little.Also presented, there are also large waves of zombies.

The loud and clear gunshots in the silent night also alarmed the aimless and stumbling zombies.

They shook their heads suspiciously, adjusted their course, and headed towards the farm.