[comprehensive] superior skills

Attacking the ferocious cannibal tribe is not a trivial matter. Even though Rick had decided in his heart that he could not continue to let dangerous thugs wander around the prison, he did not immediately agree to the governor's request for cooperation.

His reason is very legitimate, "We have not many fighters, and we must be fully prepared."

The governor was not disappointed, a leader who is easily persuaded by others is never a good leader, he will not, and neither is Rick.

"Let Milton take you to the ranch, where the pups are overrun."

The Governor thoughtfully looked at Beth, whose eye circles were redder than rabbits, and offered a suggestion that could properly soothe her mood.

This time Rick did not refuse, and quickly led his teammates out of the creepy cell and returned to the scorching sun.

In the corner of the pasture, Beth and Glen stood side by side in front of the impenetrable fence to tease the newly weaned pups, but Rick was not in the mood to pay attention to these gadgets.

"It seems that it won't be long before the ammunition saved during the attack on Woodbury will come in handy."

Rick kept staring at the town residents who were doing their jobs in the distance, "Those thugs will find the prison sooner or later, we can't sit still and watch our companions who went out to patrol disappear."

Darryl wiped the crossbow in his hand, and occasionally glanced at the sweet girl who was holding the cub, "What if the governor sneaks up on us from behind?"

"He won't, unless someone takes the initiative to send the handle to the door."

Rick said confidently: "Although the governor is not as easy-talking as he appears, people always like to deal with more sure opponents, don't they?"

Darryl acquiesced to Rick's decision, but the action of wiping the crossbow\arrow was a little faster.

There are not many things that can be exchanged in the prison, except for the explosion-proof weapons reserved for self-protection, only fresh vegetables and herbs transplanted by Herschel are left.

Rick did not choose the white-tailed deer that needs to be paid in batches to take away. Instead, under Beth's reminder, he changed five pairs of pups with shorter maturation periods.

After the deal was over, Moore, who always likes to challenge the limit, still fought with his younger brother over the boring question of whether to shift positions for the other party, and took advantage of the opportunity of tearing to stuff a more important clown cigarette case.

The harvest of the ranch was far less than the shock brought by the bad news. The evil spirits lurking in the dark corners made Rick and his teammates tense up. They no longer extended a helping hand to the lonely seekers, because no one dared to Make sure that an act of kindness will not push your own people into the abyss.

The convoy drove to the edge of the forest, and Rick, who cruelly ignored the pleading and cursing, was forced to stop in front of the roadblock.

The soldier carrying the submachine gun leaned carelessly on the off-road vehicle intentionally placed in the middle of the road, "Hello, man! I'm Sergeant Abraham. We don't want to make trouble, but we can only temporarily requisition your army for the sake of our mission. gasoline!"

"temporary?"

Darryl snorted heavily, "So you're sure to leave your home address before you pat your ass off?"

"I advise you to be more polite!"

Abraham roared like a wounded beast: "I didn't rob others to satisfy my own desires, I did it for the future of mankind!"

"Wow, I can't see that you are still a great pioneer!"

Men in the Dixon family have always disliked people in uniform, and Darryl was no exception. "What if we disagree? Look around you, how can you beat a group of tough guys with just the Women's Army?"

"Listen, gentlemen, it's all a misunderstanding!"

When the battle was about to break out, a chunky man dressed as a scholar raised his hands from the carriage, saying that he was not a threat, "Actually, we can sit down and discuss for a while, and unnecessary conflicts will only make loved ones hurt their enemies!"

He carefully avoided the muzzles of both sides, and slowly moved to the sergeant, "The nearby towns will always find gasoline and supplies. If the other party does not cooperate non-violently, the team will face unnecessary losses. Man, our chances of reaching Washington will be even slimmer..."

"Washington?"

Rick, who was silently paying attention to the enemy's situation, suddenly asked: "Why did you take the risk to go to Washington? You must know that the current highways are all occupied by corpses, and no one can leave Atlanta alive."

"This is a military secret, you have no right to know the inside story!"

Abraham subconsciously blocked Eugene, who was desperately protecting him, but the other party didn't appreciate it at all, and instead stepped forward, "Please allow me to introduce myself, I am Eugene, and I was a researcher at the Institute of Biochemical Sciences before the disaster broke out. So risking going to Washington and borrowing your gas, all for me!"

He coughed lightly, trying to attract enough attention, "Because I know the origin of the zombie outbreak, and the top-secret information I have in my hands can help Washington save the surviving humans and resolve this crisis!"

It is conceivable how devastating Eugene's earth-shattering self-introduction was. The facial expressions of Rick and the others were even more exaggerated than when they first met Penny, "Do you really know how viruses are produced?!"

"Of course, otherwise, how could a soldier like Abraham be willing to serve me?"

Eugene clasped his hands proudly, "So for the future of all mankind, please stop hurting each other, okay?"

"Can you alone save all mankind?"

Compared with this fat man who didn't know where he came from, Glenn was more willing to believe Penny who had treated him to fried chicken, "Have you ever been to the CDC in Atlanta? Dr. Jenner said that it only takes three months for the virus to appear. It took half a year to spread to the whole world, so you researchers have not been vigilant at all for such a long time?"

"Well, this is indeed an inescapable mistake."

Eugene was at a loss for words, "In the beginning we only treated it as a common flu, and didn't pay enough attention to it, but luckily I escaped with the most precious scientific research materials..."

"you are lying."

Rick looked coldly at the smooth-talking liar, "You have stepped into Glenn's trap. It only took 63 days for the virus to spread around the world. If you are really an authoritative person in this area, it is impossible to connect such a simple thing. I remember them all wrong."

Then, he turned to the ashen-faced sergeant, "Now, do you still want to collect gasoline on behalf of the government? If you insist, I suggest you walk to Woodbury, eight miles away. I believe the hydrogen balloons in the town can definitely Help you send great researchers to heaven."

"Say it, tell them you're not lying!"

Abraham's swollen face was trembling like a volcano that was about to erupt. He strangled Eugene's carefully groomed collar and roared angrily, "You won't lie to me, will you?! Say it !You bastard!"

Unexpectedly, another group of people would expose the truth, Eugene hurriedly hugged his head, trying to avoid the oncoming iron fist, "This is a white lie! Without me, you would have died of despair long ago!"

"White lie?!"

Rosita, who was in tears, scolded: "I am really ashamed of you! How many people are willing to sacrifice their precious lives in order to keep the so-called research data! If they have a soul in heaven, they know that their sacrifice is because of you, a liar who is full of lies. Liars become worthless..."

The female warrior's accusation made Abraham, who was extremely angry, lose control even more. If no one stopped it, it would not be long before Eugene would pay the price for what he did before.

Naturally, Rick's team would not interfere in other people's housework, but just waited on the sidelines with cold eyes, waiting for the sergeant who had finished his anger to give way.

"Listen to me, heck, my words are not all lies!"

Choking on the nosebleed in the trachea made Eugene cough violently, "I contacted a survival team by radio. They said that there is a safe zone in Washington, and I showed you a clear way!"

"Shut up, bastard!"

Abraham swung his last punch, untied his pistol and threw it on Eugene, who was limp like mud, "From this moment on, you are no longer an important person we need to protect. You have two choices. One, give up the great Ideal to wander alone; two, go find a team of fools who will go with you to the safety of Washington!"

"You can't leave me behind!"

Eugene, in excruciating pain, reluctantly grabbed the pistol, "I am smarter than all of you, and besides researching viruses, I can solve any problem easily! No survival team would reject a well-educated person like me." scholar!"

"Very well, here comes your first problem!"

Abraham looked at him contemptuously, patted his chest and shouted: "Shoot, if you dare to shoot, I will keep you!"

Eugene's lips trembled a few times, and finally he lowered his wrist feebly, begging, "Please believe me, Washington really has a safe zone..."

"A trash who only hides behind other people's backs!"

Abraham wiped off the blood on the back of his hand in distaste, and walked up to Rick in a few steps, "I am now requisitioning your gasoline on my behalf, or you can exchange it with bullets!"

Rick laughed, "Aren't you going to Washington?"

Abraham was still angry, "No one will stumble twice in the same place, do I look so stupid?"

The corners of Darryl's mouth turned up slightly, "It's not very smart."

"My name is Rick, and I was the town's deputy sheriff before the disaster struck."

Rick, who took the initiative to reveal his identity, sincerely invited: "You can take your companions to our camp to rest for a while, it's safe there."

Abraham was still hesitating, but Glenn helped the leader add a strong dose of medicine, "There is a savage tribe in the nearby jungle, and their recipes are based on human anatomy diagrams. You must delay here." Is it dark?"

"Well, reason tells me that I shouldn't refuse your kindness."

Shrugging his shoulders, Abraham took the gasoline can from Darryl, "Give me 5 minutes, and we'll be off soon."

Rosita pulled two packets of biscuits from the car and placed them next to the panicked crook. "Good luck."

"You have no right to do this, it's murder!"

The devastated Eugene refused to accept the last mercy from his companion, "Rosita, you heard what those people said, there are cannibals nearby! What's the difference between you wounding me and throwing me on the road, and sending me to die?"

"Let me tell you the difference."

Abraham knelt down and patted his fat face, "At least you can die clearly..."

Rosita drove the car refilled with gasoline to get out of the road, and followed the roaring convoy, "Let's go, Rick is still waiting for us."

After closing the car door, Abraham did not forget to wave goodbye to his old friend, "Goodbye, Eugene. I sincerely hope that we will meet again one day."

"You will regret this!"

Eugene, who broke down and cried loudly, roared at the off-road vehicle going away: "You will definitely regret it!!"

His cries were destined to fail to catch up with the car gradually disappearing at the end of the curve, but it pointed out the direction for the zombies who had been attracted by the smell of blood for a long time.

"Oh, God!"

Eugene, who was rolling and crawling, didn't care to pick up the biscuits left behind, and fled into the dense forest in a panic.

Eugene's already not strong enough body became weaker under Abraham's serious injury. Even though he was still clutching the pistol and gun full of magazines, he didn't dare to stop and fight back, so he could only narrowly escape round after round. pursuit.

The roaring wind was close at hand, and Eugene shook his increasingly drowsy head, dazedly recalling how he had survived without any danger in the protective circle surrounded by flesh and blood.

"You can live, Eugene!"

Eugene bit the tip of his tongue hard, trying to wake himself up from the pain, "Cowards also have the right to live!"

His courage was commendable, but he overestimated his body's coordination ability. In his panic, he only felt that his sore, swollen and painful feet stumbled when they crossed, and then he rolled down the sudden steep slope in a whirl.

The zombies approached slowly, and Eugene, who was gradually losing consciousness, was unable to resist and fell on the cold railroad tracks.

Before falling into darkness, Eugene never imagined that he would have the chance to open his eyes again.

Half asleep and half awake, he seemed to hear a lullaby, and the sound of many people walking back and forth, and then he saw a field of dim lights.

"Where is this?"

Eugene's voice was a little hoarse. He wanted to see the old woman who was taking care of him clearly, but there was always a layer of mist in front of him, "Did you save me?"

"Yes, you are safe."

The old woman said softly: "You can call me Martha, no one will hurt you here anymore."

"Martha? Thank you, thank you very much."

Eugene, who escaped from death, silently remembered this name, and one day, he would repay the woman who gave him a second life.

"Should you be hungry?"

Martha brought a bowl of warm and tempting meat porridge, "Come, let me feed you something."

"No, I'll do it myself."

Eugene was about to sit up with the support of the bed, and suddenly realized that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move his lower limbs as freely as before, "My legs, why can't I feel the existence of my legs?!"

"Don't get excited, kid."

Martha said a sad fact with great apology, "You are just hurt, maybe you hurt your lumbar spine when you rolled down the hill. But believe me, everything will be fine."

"Injured the lumbar spine?"

Eugene couldn't believe his ears, "I can't be hurt! I'm a member of the Human Genome Research Organization, and I have important information in my hands to conquer the zombie virus! I'm going to Washington, and I want to meet the president!!"

"I can understand how you feel."

Martha gently persuaded: "Because you are equally important to us. Listen to me, eat something and sleep, and when you wake up, you will find that this is just a nightmare, and it will pass soon."

With tears in his eyes, Eugene took the spoon that the old woman fed to his mouth, and repeatedly emphasized: "I am a very important virus researcher. The country needs me, and the success or failure of mankind depends on it..."

The sweet meat porridge did not give Eugene any comfort. Holding his unconscious thigh, he couldn't help but feel a wave of hatred in his heart, and he didn't know whether it was because of his own cowardice or inaction, or because he had abandoned his companion cruelly.

Before going to sleep, Eugene held Martha's hand again, begging her to help him find some special medicine.

"Don't worry, I will do my best to help you."

The old woman who made the promise turned off the lights and left the patient alone in the empty room.

Eugene, who could no longer fall asleep peacefully, lay on the bed clutching the blanket, repeating the lie he had told a thousand times in his mouth.

In the quiet night, a little girl holding a teddy bear suddenly appeared on the bedside, "Are you really a virus researcher?"

"Yes, I am Dr. Eugene."

Eugene replied subconsciously: "I can save all human beings, and I can let them live a normal life before the disaster."

"disaster?"

The little girl tilted her head, "Why do you think this is a disaster? Is it because of those humans who failed to evolve?"

Realizing something was wrong, Eugene glanced at the closed door in panic, "Are you Martha's relative? She left you here?"

The little girl smiled softly, "I don't know Martha, but she has what I want in her hand. It's time for me to leave now. How about you, would you like to go with me?"

"No, I want to stay here!"

Eugene shrank back desperately, trying to stay away from the extremely weird-looking child, "Martha will take care of me, and she also promised to help me find medicine for my back injury!"

"Innocent human beings."

The little girl controlled the teddy bear and danced, "Do you think there are people in this world who are willing to go through life and death for strangers, exchanging their own children for other people's children, and exchanging their own lives for other people's lives? I am very happy." I wonder if such people really exist.”

Eugene's face turned red in an instant, "Maybe they are not for a certain person, but for a certain supreme belief! That is a spirit that should not be lightly pecked at!"

"Hmm, that makes sense."

The speechless little girl walked slowly to the end of the bed, and suddenly lifted the thin blanket covering the cruel truth, "Now, do you still stick to your original choice?"

The author has something to say:

Song Ci: The scumbag author hates Eugene more than Negan. The latter is bad on the surface, while the former pretends to be cowardly and incompetent, but pushes others to a dead end step by step.

The subway bound for spring, okay~~