[comprehensive] superior skills

It may be exaggerated to describe the surprise battle that night with four words, but for the two teams that are still in the running-in period, it is indeed a feat worth boasting to be able to exceed the task with zero casualties.

Rick, who took off his night vision goggles, strode into the warehouse, silently staring at the trophies that silently witnessed the suffering from life to death, "Where are the captives?"

Martinez's mind was equally mixed. "At the slaughterhouse."

If in the past he still had a slight grudge against the governor's iron-blood policy, now there is only a sigh left.

Perhaps as the governor said, in this world where countless human beings die every second, how to learn to protect one's family is the most important thing.

In front of the blood pool full of bones, there was a row of tied cannibals kneeling. Among them were old and young, and there was also Martha who had taken good care of Eugene.

The leader kneeling next to Martha understood that even bowing his head to beg for mercy was meaningless, so he simply showed a fearless smirk, "Do you like what you see? Put aside the hypocritical goodwill and lies, this is the true portrayal of life !"

Rick, who regained his composure, was not easily irritated by anyone, he just bent down and stared into the other person's eyes, "You have no right to do this, any sacrifice has its meaning."

The ferocious leader smiled maliciously, "For example, those lost lambs who gave their lives to keep us alive, right?"

Rick responded with the same smile, "Yes, it led us to the terminal!"

He pulled out a sharp bone stick from the bones exposed in the night, "Now, it will also guide you to where you should go."

With a twist of Rick's wrist, the uncorrupted bone rod pierced the leader's fragile throat, piercing through it like a pale cross.

"No! Gray! You killed my child!"

Seeing the gushing blood with her own eyes, the weeping Martha yelled frantically, "You don't know anything, those beasts destroyed Gray and our shelter!"

"Sorry, I just need to know that there is no difference between you and the beast in your mouth."

Rick wiped the dirty blood off his hands, "I'll leave the rest to you, buddy!"

Martinez nodded. Although he and his men did not see the death of the survivors with their own eyes, it is not difficult to guess how tragic the wailing hovering over the terminal was from the corpses all over the ground. The zombies are led to the terminal to prevent the survivors who heard the broadcast from risking a breakout."

The two teams chose to abandon the warehouse at the same time, and ended the sinful terminal that swallowed countless lives with a fire.

In the hazy morning mist, the tired soldiers embarked on their way home, and behind them was a touch of red jumping out of the sky.

The early morning in Woodbury is still quiet, and what is different from the past is that there are many residents who are whispering to each other on the street.

They were not in a hurry to go to the restaurant to eat, but took their children to guard not far from the gate.

The abnormal behavior of the town residents seriously affected Paul's life and rest. After being grabbed by the ears of the mischievous cub again, the daring black bear roared bravado, swayed his growing body and climbed to the feet of his parents. side.

Song Ci, who had just woken up from the moonlight bath, breathed out gracefully, "Wait a little longer, it's not time to eat yet."

Paul, who has already understood the meaning of the word "eat" from his day-to-day studies, sat lazily on the steps, occasionally turning his head to look at the cornfields that are about to usher in the harvest season.

The helpers in the cafeteria were busy moving the long table to the road, followed by cold cuts and desserts prepared in advance, and delicious stewed meat and seafood stewed in the big pot of the kitchen. The boiling soup was like a celebratory drumbeat. with.

On this memorable day, all but the essential guards will be able to stop work for an extra meal.

The sun rose into the sky, and Moore, who had been standing on the highest point and looking into the distance, blew his first cheerful whistle, "They are coming!"

The excitement rendered at extremely high speed immediately made the watchtower on the high wall lively, "Open the door!"

More and more figures appeared at the gradually opening entrance, some were familiar, some were unfamiliar, the only similarity was the vigor that had been baptized by the flames of war.

Amid bursts of warm cheers, the governor standing at the forefront of the welcome team handed out a bottle of champagne with a smile, "As the town's most reliable ally, I don't think anyone will deny that you are the most qualified to enjoy the first glass Wine people!"

Rick did not decline the governor's overtures, but twisted the cork with his hands stained with blood, deliberately letting it rush towards the warm smiling faces.

"Ah oh!"

After a short exclamation, the residents closest to the battle circle all dexterously avoided the air attack of the cork. Only Paul, who was sitting on the outside, was hit in the nose because he did not leave because he was greedy for convenience.

The bouncing hidden weapon finally landed on a pair of delicate red shoes. Song Ci bent down to pick up the cork, and placed it on the nose of the black bear who was still confused. "Dinner is ready, Paul."

The celebration feast was far more abundant than people imagined. What surprised Rick even more was that the governor took over all the companions who stayed in the prison camp before returning to the prison camp. Even Judith was in Irene's house. With kind care, I drank the first mouthful of milk since birth.

Herschel, who was wearing a prosthetic limb, was not used to living without a cane. He walked slowly to Carol's side and looked carefully at the child who was eating with everyone.

The little girl who couldn't pretend not to care tilted her head and looked at the legendary white-bearded grandfather, "Don't you like the food here?"

"No, I like the food very much."

Hershel smiled kindly, "I'm just curious and want to know more about you."

"I know what you're thinking."

Song Ci pushed away Paul's persistent desire to steal food, "People can't help wondering whether it's Superman or the phone booth that has magical powers."

Herschel was noncommittal, "Do you believe in God?"

"I only believe what I feel."

Song Ci said softly: "Everyone has two sides. When they come to the church, they will believe in the existence of God and the existence of the devil; but when they leave there, the only thing they believe in is profit."

After she finished speaking, she made a helpless gesture, "Well, even the church is useless now."

The smile on Herschel's face was a bit bitter, "You know, little guy, you're giving me a headache!"

"Wouldn't that be nice?"

The vegetables on the plate were useless to the zombies, but Song Ci resigned to his fate and ate them all. "At least this shows that your brain is still functioning freely, and not turned into a puddle of paste for some special reason."

Carol, who was always pricking up her ears to eavesdrop, couldn't help laughing and said, "Herschel, although seafood is delicious, it's not good for your gout."

The old-hearted former rancher expressed dissatisfaction, "So I should focus on the risotto that is more suitable for the appetite of the elderly, right? Don't think I can't understand your subtext!"

Carol shook her head and laughed, "You can think whatever you want, but there is one thing I have to tell you. In the clinic just now, I saw Maggie and the nurse go for an examination."

Hershel's expression was stunned for a moment, and then he turned to the little daughter who was whispering and laughing with Darryl, "You mean, Maggie might..."

"I didn't say anything."

Carol looked innocent, "I just suggest that you pay more attention to your daughter's body, and it is best to give her more vitamin supplements."

In the next second, the little girl who accidentally heard the big event immediately noticed that the old farmer, who was still smiling kindly just now, gave the delivery boy a first look, and then speeded up his swallowing of food.

At the end of the banquet, Hershel, who was in a complicated and tangled mood, unexpectedly walked towards Glenn, who was still giggling, but Song Ci, who was about to watch the excitement nearby, was stopped by a young boy who had met once.

The two came to the remote cornfield one after the other, and the little girl who stopped was looking at the black gun muzzle that suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, "Your father was talking and laughing with my father at the wine table just now. The governor knows that Rick's son is pointing a gun at his daughter, can you imagine the consequences of this incident? Are you going to break the hard-won agreement between the two camps?"

Carl hooked the trigger tremblingly, and said stubbornly: "I don't believe you are that kind of person, I want to verify it with my own eyes!"

"What kind of person do you think I am? A living person? A zombie?"

Song Ci grinned silently, "So it's for this, why bother..."

Before he finished speaking, Karl suddenly realized that the weapon he was holding in his hand a second ago had turned into a pile of scattered parts, and the target person who had retreated to his original position showed bright green eyeballs and a small scarlet mouth. tusks in.

"It's not true, it's not true..."

The swirling cold wind easily knocked down the teetering young man, he didn't seem to feel any pain at all, he knelt on the debris and muttered to himself, trying not to let the tears slip out of his eyes, "Why didn't you show up earlier... ..."

Song Ci looked up, and at some point in the clear sky, thick and dense rain clouds rolled up, and a drop of water fell straight down in slow motion, hitting the curled up impartially. On the eyelashes, "Did you really understand the number one, although it looks simple and ridiculous, it represents the first and only one."

She walked slowly past the teenager who couldn't tell whether it was tears or more rain on his face, "So, no matter who you are sad for, you should learn to stop in moderation."

In the dripping rain, a worried Carol quietly leaned on the corner of the building, watching the two children who were destined to have different fates intertwine.

A small unknown conflict was covered by a sudden heavy rain until the warden who was stranded in the small town due to the weather returned to the camp with his teammates.

Rick, who learned what had happened from Carol, did not blame his son, but chose to spend as much time as possible with his eldest son who was already able to take care of himself.

The peaceful days passed slowly. If you ignore the zombies wandering between the two camps, the prison and Woodbury that entered the honeymoon period are almost comparable to any independent Taoyuan town.

In the cool weather, Rick, who put on a thick coat, was invited to organize a group of strong laborers to help the town harvest potatoes near the river.

Although the governor sent people to reclaim the fields, Woodbury, who still had to deal with a bumper harvest of corn, had no extra energy to deal with the overgrown potatoes, so he could only use part of the grain as a reward in exchange for the support of his allies.

"The land here is very fertile and the potatoes are much bigger!"

Herschel smiled and held up the tubers covered in mud, "If you transport some river mud back, maybe next year's harvest will double."

Rick, who was sweating lightly, tied his coat around his waist, picked up the slippery slug and threw it into the river, "Spring is still far away, let's think about how to keep warm during the winter snow season!"

And those animals in the outer area should also be moved indoors as soon as possible before the temperature changes.

Thinking of this, Rick couldn't help feeling a little thankful that there was enough firewood near the camp to bake the newly built fireplace.

It was even more difficult to gather the grain in the field as soon as possible than when it was sown. It didn't take long for the team members who worked together to feel the sweltering heat of summer in the dense forest.

Carl flapped his hat, and tried to comfort himself that what he was holding in his hand was not a bland potato, but a box of french fries that made the index finger twitch.

Then, a miracle happened, and the tip of his nose really smelled a long-lost fragrance.

"Hey Daryl, look what I brought you!"

Moore, who was in charge of transporting the food, still looked like he deserved a beating, but he had a ridiculous supermarket shopping cart in his hand, and the same was true for the guards behind him.

"Let me guess, do you want to pretend to be Santa Claus who walked into the wrong room like you did when you were a kid?"

Darryl, who was exhausted, slumped in the pile of potatoes, "It's a pity that you are missing a Little Red Riding Hood!"

Annoyed, Moore grabbed an ice cube from the food box and threw it at it, "Don't mention to me that bastard who only likes good babies!"

"Wow, you really don't know how to enjoy life!"

Darryl popped the ice cube into his mouth with ease, "Are you going to use these toy cars to transport the potatoes?"

Moore stared at the empty shopping cart filled with hamburgers, fries, cold drinks and food with an ugly expression, "What else can I do, the damn woodland doesn't even have a path!"

Given the choice, he'd rather go to Atlanta to clean up corpses than do the boring job.

Seeing Moore's disgusted expression, Darryl smiled and squeezed his eyes, "This kind of leisure activity for the elderly like walking in the sunset makes you feel very uncomfortable?"

Darryl, who ate two hamburgers at his brother's joke, wanted to get another box of fried fish, but he heard a very strange sound of air flow.

His gaze was firmly fixed on the clear sky that appeared between the blades, and he said anxiously, "Don't make any noise!"

All the teammates who were talking and laughing fell silent because of this warning, and then they heard the sharp whistling and the roar of the propellers brought about by the rapid flight.

Darryl cursed in a low voice, "Two armed helicopters are heading towards the town!"

"We're in trouble, man!"

Moore sneered and put on the hand knife, "It seems that the famous IRS has finally found Woodbury, who slipped through the net!"

The guards who surrounded them were a little at a loss, "Moore, what should I do with these potatoes?"

Moore kicked it bitterly, "Idiot, do you still want to take them to please the tax officials and see if they will give you a ticket for Noah's Ark?!"

"Herschel, you and Carl take Beth and the others back to the camp first."

With a heavy heart, Rick quickly made a decision, "Glenn, Darryl and I followed Moore back to Woodbury."

He didn't want to lose the governor, his increasingly harmonious ally, and he also wanted to know who was sitting in the helicopter and what purpose it was, and whether it would bring good news to the camp.

Without time to communicate, Rick and Moore walked through the forest and drove the car as fast as possible to the direction where the helicopter disappeared.

At this time, in Woodbury, on the roof of the administrative building, the tallest building in the town, a woman with beautiful curly hair stepped out of the helicopter cockpit in high heels, and took over the loudspeaker from the heavily armed special forces members.

"It's such a joy to see so many fresh faces!"

The swaying woman stopped at the edge of the roof, lowered her eyes and smiled lightly: "I am the foreign liaison officer of the Washington Security Zone, Siseni. Let me tell you the bad news first, our Mr. President has unfortunately died and cannot continue to exercise during his term of office. His duty; the good news is that under the leadership of Senator Locke, Washington has established the largest safe zone in the country."

She said and glanced at her watch, "As of six hours ago, there were a total of [-] refugees in the entire safe zone."

The residents who gathered on the road silently looked at the beautiful woman who looked like a TV star, and seemed to be unable to believe their ears.

Only the guards standing on the checkpoint looked angry. The woman's arrogant declaration was of no value to them. The only effect was to plunge the town into a circle of wandering corpses.

Siseni was very satisfied with what she saw, "Next, it's time to talk about the purpose of this trip. Dr. Eugene? If you are still in this town, please indicate your location!"

"I am here!"

Eugene, who was hiding behind the crowd, shouted excitedly: "Thank God, I thought I'd have to wait at least another month to get out of the sea of ​​suffering!"

As if preparing to leave town, Eugene not only put on the most beautiful clothes, but also carefully shaved his decadent beard.

"You brought them here?!"

Milton looked at the patient who had been carefully cared for in disbelief, "Why do you do such a thing?"

"why?"

Eugene snorted proudly: "You will never understand the world of geniuses!"

He left the doctor who couldn't hide his sadness, waved his hands and shouted: "Take me out of here quickly, I really don't want to stay for a second!"

"I'm sorry, Dr. Eugene. Your mission has been accomplished."

Siseni glanced at the residents who were either shocked or angry, and said coldly: "About half a month ago, through a radio receiver in the Washington Security Zone, I heard a person claiming to have the key information to overcome the zombie virus. The distress signal of the biochemical researcher. At first, we just took it as a boring pastime. But slowly, the disgruntled Dr. Eugene made us realize the interesting aspect. Now, who would like to tell me, a How did the closed town at the outermost edge of the city obtain those extremely scarce living supplies?"

The author has something to say:

Song Ci: The only villain role is reserved for Eugene, one can imagine how much the scumbag author likes him~~_(:з」∠)_

Also, there is the last chapter~~

Dandelion, okay~~