The Walking Dead: Rebuild

Chapter 148 The Contradiction between CRM and Freemasonry

Autumn turned to winter, and time came to 2014 in a blink of an eye. Although the cold weather did not have much impact, most of the surviving humans had to put on a thick layer of cotton clothing.

At this time, half a year had passed since the establishment of the United Humanity Community.

Thanks to the implementation of the stronghold network plan, the People's League has established more than 30 strongholds in most states in America, and thousands of people have been dispatched to shoulder the important task of building strongholds.

Thanks to the efforts of expatriates in various strongholds, on average, hundreds of survivors join the big family of the People's Federation every week.

Not only that, in the absence of air support, the People's Federation has also established a life channel that can communicate with each other between these strongholds.

Once something changes in some strongholds, they can not only support and cooperate with each other in a short period of time, but can also use this network to monitor the entire United States and deliver a fatal blow to invading enemies at any time.

In order to recruit more survivors, the residents in these strongholds not only pasted recruitment signs on various iconic buildings, but also set up reminder signs on major traffic arteries, road forks, and water sources. term.

It can be regarded as providing a sufficient way to survive for those survivors who are still struggling to survive in search of rotting food and safe settlements.

As long as those lucky ones can follow the prompts and recruitment instructions set by the People's Alliance, then they will have the opportunity to find the People's Alliance stronghold in each continent.

As long as these guys are calm enough, hardworking enough, and willing to fight for the cause of the People's Federation, then after a period of inspection period, they will have the opportunity to be sent to Georgia and become glorious residents of the People's Federation.

………………

In a secret training ground in Georgia, more than 400 tall, muscular men in military uniforms are training hard.

Even though they were sweating profusely, their muscles all over the body were twitching, and even though it was difficult to lift their painful thighs, they still dragged their exhausted bodies and repeated high-intensity physical training.

This kind of hard work and persistence made Leon, who came here specially to visit, feel slightly moved.

Professor Mallock followed General William and said in a slightly proud tone:

"These are the heavy infantry we train. They have been consuming octopus muscle powder for three consecutive months. Coupled with ultra-high-intensity physical endurance training, the physical fitness of these people should be close to the peak of ordinary people."

"Each of them is a top strongman, and they can continue to grow without endangering their health and longevity."

Professor Malok, who has also become a muscular man, pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said with confidence and calmness in his tone:
"President, the information you brought back from Miami City is of great reference value to us. I will continue to explore the path to strengthening human physical fitness."

"One day, I will create the strongest soldiers for you and Renren."

Leon nodded encouragingly and recognized Professor Mallock's determination. He looked sideways at General William and asked:
"General William, what do you think of these soldiers?"

General William observed the muscular men below with a solemn gaze. After thinking for more than ten seconds, he approved Professor Mallock's evaluation and said:

"Your Excellency, these people are indeed excellent soldiers. Their strength and endurance are comparable to the best special forces."

"Although my combat skills cannot be said to be proficient, my patience and hard work are worthy of praise."

"Give me half a year, and I am confident that I can train them into an invincible heavy infantry force."

Leon was very satisfied with the two people's answers. He thought about it and said in a slightly emotional tone:
"I will name this legion the Death Corps and let the Scientific Research Department design special equipment and weapons for them."

"Hopefully, with the weapons and shields in their hands, they will bring death and destruction to our enemies."

"I hope they can engrave the name of the Death Corps into the souls of the enemy."

The two of them didn't have any objections when they heard the name with a hint of middle school. According to the president, they waited until the training of the army was completed.

These muscular men will make full use of their own strength and endurance, equipped with heavy bulletproof armor and a large number of heavy weapons, and turn into small tanks and turrets.

At that time, whether it is facing survivors or those stupid monster zombies, this death army can rely on its powerful defense to remain invincible.

While Leon, William, and Professor Malok were still discussing how to continue to improve the team's combat mode and enhance their personal combat effectiveness.

Paige, who is in charge of managing the satellite command center, suddenly received news.

According to intelligence from local bases in Chicago, two forces are engaged in a large-scale battle on a street near Chicago.

The fighting intensity was very high, and tanks, armored vehicles, helicopters and various heavy weapons were even used.

The area is now littered with corpses and vehicle wreckage.

"Dear, our people also rescued a few deserters on the edge of the battlefield. They claimed to be people from CRM, and their full name is Citizen Republic City."

Leon was slightly startled when he heard this. This organization seemed to have appeared in the finale, and it seemed to be the organization that saved Rick.

Although he didn't know about other unnecessary situations, in any case, it was best not to expose the location of his camp casually.

After all, in the current apocalypse, the laws of the dark square forest are implemented. If the camp is exposed to the light, if it is not strong enough, it is likely to become the target of other careerists.
Just like the Alexandria Community and the Kingdom of Gods, once discovered by other forces, what awaits them is likely to be a large-scale robbery.

"Well, I understand. Notify the people at the Chicago base. I think they are Abraham and Chen Jingzhong, right?"

"Let the two of them send those deserters to our main base in Georgia."

After pausing for a few seconds, Leon added:

"Continue to monitor this war. People in your satellite command center should try their best to record all the details of this war. This will make it easier for us to analyze more intelligence and understand these major forces."

"The forces that can still use aircraft and cannons at this stage must not be underestimated."

Peggy nodded, saying that she would arrange someone to monitor the place day and night.

……

United Airport, Georgia.

This morning, the main base in Georgia welcomed a group of new members.

Diana looked at the prosperous community in front of her with a complicated expression.

After a month of absence, many new buildings have been added here. Residents are coming and going, making it busier than before.

Although it was only the third time she came here, she deeply remembered everything here.

Behind her, nearly a hundred surviving residents of the Alexander community also quickly got off the plane. There were old people and children, but most of them were young people.

Each of them had a little excitement and hesitation on their faces, carefully observing the environment here. After they join the People's League, this place will become their new home.

Nearly three months have passed since I came into contact with Miss Jasmine in the Alexander community.

During this period, Diana visited the People's Federation headquarters twice to visit and study. Through videos and photos, she conveyed the safe and civilized environment and the concept of lofty equality here to the residents who trusted her.

Under Diana's persuasion, after more than two months of running in and out, all the residents of the Alexandria community finally agreed to join the People's Federation and relocate collectively to Georgia, which is safer and more civilized.

Behind Diana, her youngest son, Tobens, had been waiting for a few minutes after seeing everyone get off the plane, but no one paid any attention to them.

Everyone stayed at the airport and looked around like fools. Surrounded by residents of the People's Federation who were curious about their identities, they pointed quietly and couldn't help but asked loudly and irritably:
"Mother, where should we go now?"

"Are the people here neglecting us too much? We traveled thousands of miles and flew such a long distance to get here, and no one came to make arrangements."

"Shut up, just wait here and don't cause any trouble for us."

Deanna glared at her spoiled young son, and smiled wryly at her husband Reggie.

Then he walked among the residents of Alexandria and comforted everyone's slightly irritable mood.

A few minutes later, under the curious looks of the surrounding residents, a beautiful blond girl, surrounded by several staff members, walked out and came to the front of the Alexandria residents.

Seeing this beautiful girl, Diana immediately smiled, stepped forward and nodded to the girl, and said softly:
"Ms. Avril, thank you for coming. Thank you for your hard work."

Avril Lavigne held a notebook and said apologetically:

"Sorry, Ms. Diana, we recently ended a war with an enemy force and occupied territory in Florida. I need to arrange various matters and keep you waiting."

As a former politician, Diana certainly understood what kind of rights the beautiful girl in front of her had as the presidential secretary, and how could she dare to embarrass her.

She had a kind smile on her face and her voice was like spring breeze.

"Miss Avril, I wonder if we will have the opportunity to meet the President this time."

Speaking of which, she was unlucky. Diana visited the People's Federation base twice, but due to various unexpected reasons, she did not see Leon.

She was genuinely curious about this young man who founded the People's Federation.

After hearing this, Avril glanced at the old woman in front of her calmly, feeling that the former politician must have concealed some information, so she still said apologetically:
"Sorry, Ms. Diana, your Excellency the President is currently busy with business and does not have time to receive you."

"However, if it is something that is beneficial to the development of the People's Federation, you can convey it to His Excellency the President through me."

She glanced at Diana who was thoughtful, then glanced at the other residents of the Alexandria community, and said with a smile:
"Ms. Diana, you and the survivors must be a little tired after such a long journey."

"Why don't you follow me to the Personnel Department to register your information, and then I will allocate a house for you to live in."

"Don't worry, in order to take care of your feelings of leaving home, I will assign you to the same residential area."

After speaking, together with Diana, they arranged for these residents to go to the office building where the personnel department is located.

At this time, Lyon was also quite busy as Avril said.

This morning, he was invited to the experimental center of the Scientific Research Department to visit a newly developed secret weapon.

And the developer of this weapon is actually Eugene, an expert in civilian science that he has almost forgotten.

Led by Professor Thomas, the director of the scientific research department, they came to a room where the power of weapons was tested.

Little fat man Eugene was holding a black metal firearm and looking at the oncoming president with a somewhat uneasy expression.

Although Lyon looked down on this timid fat man, he would not despise anyone who was talented and could contribute to the People's Federation.

He patted Eugene on the shoulder with a good-natured expression and said:

"Don't be nervous, Eugene, tell us about the weapons you developed."

Facing the friendly smile of the big leader, Eugene calmed down the nervousness in his heart a little bit. He swallowed, showed the weapon in his arms in front of Leon, and stammered:
"Your Excellency, I named this weapon the Radiant Melta Gun. It was inspired by the special mutant zombie Corruptor."

"Although the bile in the Corruptor's body is highly volatile, its corrosive ability is simply unparalleled. It can cause large-scale, sustained corrosive damage to metal, flesh, and various materials."

"Just like the tank-type zombies we have faced, ordinary bullets or cold weapons can only cause penetrating or cutting damage to these special zombies with strong bodies."

"If you want to use ordinary firearms, it will be more difficult to kill them head-on."

"But this special corrosive hot solution that we have modified can dissolve the flesh and blood of tank-type zombies in a very short time, achieving the effect of killing it head-on."

Eugene had obviously been preparing for today for a long time. He spoke faster and faster and became more and more confident in his conversation.

After listening to the introduction, Leon picked up the black radiant melt gun in Eugene's hand. This gun is relatively light in weight. It does not have the pull-in magazine of traditional firearms. Instead, it is installed under the sight of the gun. A liquid magazine similar to a translucent potion bottle.

Looks like some kind of cool water spray gun.

Soon, under the guidance of Professor Thomas and Eugene, he began to test the power of different objects using the radiant melt gun.

call out! ……Snapped!

A ball of green hot solution, wrapped in a transparent film, hit the ten centimeter metal plate at a speed of 50 meters per second. It exploded with a bang, and green pus covered an area the size of a palm. superior.

呲!呲!呲!
Then, under the tooth-ache-inducing corrosion sound, a cloud of black smoke rose rapidly. In about ten seconds, the ten-centimetre-thick alloy steel plate was corroded to create a depression the size of a palm and two or three centimeters deep.

Leon frowned and fired five more bullets at intervals at the depression. Thick smoke rose. It took about 2 minutes to finally burn out the ten centimeter-thick alloy steel plate into a hole the size of a fist. potholes.He did not speak, nor did he pay attention to Eugene, whose expression became uneasy. Instead, he changed the test targets to zombies, wood boards, plastics, and five other common materials.

After about an hour of testing, various targets on the experimental site were corroded with numerous potholes, large and small, and even the concrete ground was corroded with scorched marks.

Leon put away the radiant melt gun, turned around and looked at Eugene, who was sweating on his forehead. He stared at him for more than ten seconds, then suddenly showed a complimenting smile, applauded and said:
"It's an outstanding weapon, Mr. Eugene. Although there are still some areas for improvement in the design of the gun, the power of the hot solution is impressive."

As he spoke, he nodded to Professor Thomas, then turned to Eugene and continued:

"You've proven your ability to me, Mr. Eugene."

"I will let Thomas promote you to the project director, equip you with a dedicated laboratory, apprentices, and the resources you need. From now on, you will be responsible for developing the radiation melta gun series of weapons."

Leon thought for a moment, looked at Eugene who was excited about his promotion, pointed at the ammunition bottle on the radiation melta gun, and asked:
"By the way, Eugene, what raw materials and processes are needed to produce this hot solution, if I want to build a factory dedicated to the production of hot solution, is the plan feasible?"

Facing the big boss's question, he didn't dare to be negligent in the slightest, and immediately restrained himself, and answered seriously:
"It doesn't need to be so troublesome, Your Excellency the President. Although the raw materials for this hot solution need to corrode the bile in the body to prepare it, making it does not require an overly complicated process."

"On average, with the bile in one Corruptor's body, we can produce a small barrel of about a thousand rounds of small melta gun bullets."

Little fat man Eugene counted on his fingers, raised his head and looked at Leon and said:

"According to the information we received from the Logistics Department, this time we harvested at least tens of thousands of Corruptor corpses from the zombie swarm in Florida."

"With these raw materials, we will surely not be short of ammunition for the melt guns we produce for a long time."

In response, Leon shook his head. He no longer spoke to You Jin alone. Instead, he faced Professor Thomas and Eugene and said:
"Professor Thomas, Eugene."

"The radiation melta gun is not suitable for attacking people. Compared with modern bullets, although its lethality is sufficient, it cannot kill the enemy in an instant."

"My positioning of it is to deal with large creatures and heavy armored units, just like the giant zombies and giant octopus monsters we have dealt with, and even those metal iron walls, tanks and warships with amazing defense in the laboratory. All kinds of enemies."

"So you have to find a way to increase the ammunition capacity of the radiant melt gun and its range and rate of fire, and design various types of launching devices similar to small artillery shells, airborne missiles, and even mortar shells."

Leon looked at the two people looking thoughtful, then he changed his tone and said encouragingly:

"Of course this is a very meaningful project. We cannot accomplish it overnight. It requires continuous improvement and careful study."

"This may take years, even decades, but I believe in your ability."

………………

Outside of Chicago, on Lake Michigan.

The Wardgen Nuclear Power Plant is the largest nuclear power plant among several nearby states.

Originally, CRM and the Freemasonry did not pay attention to this ordinary nuclear power plant.

But since a month ago, the figure of a mysterious monster was noticed by the eyes of both parties, this place has become an important place that the two major forces are fighting for.

However, compared with the Freemasonry, which has power all over the world, although the CRM Citizen Republic City has local advantages, it has control over many military bases and secret missile bases.

But they are far from the Freemasons in many aspects such as numbers, intelligence, armaments, and understanding of zombie viruses.

In the small-scale war that lasted for two months, CRM Citizen Republic City not only lost thousands of soldiers and a large amount of modern equipment, but was also at a disadvantage in the war with the Freemasons.

Considering the war losses and future plans, CRM Citizen Republic City finally decided to give up the fight for this nuclear power plant.

However, what CRM Republic City may not have expected is that the Wodegen Nuclear Power Plant, which they regarded as a war reward, would cause unimaginable losses to the Masonic troops.

Above the Wodegen Nuclear Power Plant, there was a high-pitched beast roar. A ferocious beast that looked like an ancient pterosaur looked up to the sky and roared. The terrifying sound waves vibrated the air within a few kilometers, and its broad fleshy wings tens of meters long were wrapped in the strong wind. , keep beating.

Some fighters and tanks that couldn't escape were shot or overturned by it like toys.

The senior officer affiliated with the Freemasons had a ferocious expression, his eyes full of fear and anger. He shot the behemoth's eyes with his pistol while shouting with all his strength:
"Attack it, don't stop, attack it all."

However, no matter how hard the soldiers fired, their hit rate in the face of this high-speed moving air unit was quite pitiful.

And even if he is hit by a bullet, except for a few anti-material sniper bullets that can shoot a few sparks on the wings of the giant beast, other bullets cannot even cause him any harm.

Although there was no harm, this tickling attack attracted the attention of the giant beast. It first scanned the ants on the ground with its feline-like green vertical pupils, and then turned its attention to , on several Black Hawk helicopters that kept circling around it.

At the moment when the helicopter turned around and came to a stop, the huge fleshy wings flapped fiercely, and the strong wind swept across. The giant beast's figure was like a rocket, and it jumped out in large sections and pounced on the armed helicopter that had no time to dodge.

Then, when the seemingly hard metal vehicle faced the terrifying monster nearly 50 meters long, it was like a little chicken facing an adult falcon. In just a moment, it was crushed into pieces by the huge claws. lump.

After a successful attack, the pterosaur-shaped beast let out a roar of pleasure, and then set its sights on several other helicopters.

Lock, pounce, mince.

Under the fearful eyes of the Masonic commanders and many pilots, in just a few minutes, these modern technological war weapons turned into debris that fell to the ground.

However, without the armed helicopters that can contain the pterosaur behemoth, soldiers or tanks on the ground are even less able to harm this terrifying flying behemoth.

Seeing a large number of elite soldiers and precious main battle tanks, one after another, like ants, being toyed with and killed by this flying pterosaur beast.

The survivors on the battlefield were all stunned and frightened.

The commander's adjutant obviously did not have the mental endurance. Faced with this overwhelming disadvantage, this strong middle-aged man was so frightened that his facial features were distorted and his legs were shaking.

His eyes were fixed on a giant beast that was caught up in the joy of hunting its prey. He walked to the commander's side and stammered:
"My lord, retreat."

"We lack anti-aircraft weapons. We have no chance of winning against this flying monster."

"Continuing to stay here will only increase casualties. For the great cause of the Freemasonry, we should preserve the lives of these warriors."

After hearing the adjutant's words, the commander turned around and punched him hard in the face. The huge force knocked out five or six of his teeth.

"Despicable coward, in the face of battle, you actually chose to run away. You betrayed His Highness the Son of God's trust."

"If we can return to the base alive, I will definitely report your cowardice and incompetence to His Highness the Son of God."

However, although the commander's words criticizing the adjutant were high-sounding and upright, judging from the tangled expression on his face, he was not the kind of person who was willing to sacrifice his precious life for the so-called righteousness.

The commander knew in his heart that although His Royal Highness Shenzi looked handsome and kind-hearted, he was not the kind of magnanimous and temperless kind-hearted person.

If he sacrificed only a small number of soldiers and escaped with everyone, he would most likely be regarded as a coward who was greedy for life and afraid of death by His Highness the Son of God.

The final fate is very likely to be given to the research laboratory and used as an experiment subject to be played with.

But if he does his best and completes it at the risk of life and death, although the mission assigned by His Highness the Son of God is not completed, resulting in heavy casualties to the troops, there is a high chance that His Highness the Son of God will remember his bravery and fearlessness and forgive him for the sin of defeat.

Therefore, for his own safety and future destiny, the commander can only watch the soldiers resist desperately, and finally be tortured and killed by Yi Yi.

Another half hour passed, when the number of their troops changed from more than 3000 to less than [-], before the commander finally gave the order to retreat.

Anyway, there are some low-level soldiers who will fight with their lives for a few stutters. Even if they lose thousands of people, it is not a loss to the Freemasons.

After the retreat order was issued, the remaining officers on the battlefield immediately organized the remaining video and began to disperse and retreat.

Seeing that the ants that were still struggling just now were divided from a large group at the beginning into many small groups of two or three.

Some giant pterosaurs who were tired of playing didn't spend too much energy chasing them. After killing dozens of ants with their huge meaty wings more than ten meters wide, it spread its wings and headed towards the sea. Fly away.

Originally, this giant beast could only satisfy its growing appetite by devouring a large number of zombies every day.

However, a few weeks ago, it accidentally discovered some huge fish dozens of meters long in the sea, which always like to float on the surface and spray water from behind.

After eating it a few times, it found that this kind of fish tasted very good, with a lot of meat, delicious and juicy, and it was not difficult to catch.

From then on, every time it got hungry, it would go to the sea to look for this fish.

………………

North, CRM headquarters.

General Ross had a complicated expression as he looked at the battle report in his hand and remained silent.

The adjutants beside him stared at the ground without even daring to breathe, waiting for the reprimand they might face at any time.

But this time, the hot-tempered General Ross did not scold them again, but drove away a few people in a lack of interest.

After several adjutants left, a beautiful girl with a cold appearance walked in and stood opposite General Ross.

Seeing the girl in front of him, he restrained the tiredness on his face, forced a kind smile, and said:
"Chris, you're back."

The girl looked cold, nodded to General Ross, and said:

"Uncle, what happened, you seem very tired."

Ross shook his head stubbornly, handed the report in his hand to the girl, and said:

"Freemasonry remains strong, but we still have too few soldiers."

"Although in terms of individual strength and the tacit understanding of group combat, our soldiers are better."

"But every time the Freemasons send nearly twice as many troops to fight me."

The girl quickly read the report with a cold expression, then threw it on the table and said:

"There is no way. At present, the technological power gap between our two sides is not big. They occupy many small countries and can enslave this group of people at will."

"If we fight head-on with them, we will be the only ones who suffer."

General Ross nodded with deep understanding, sighed, and said:

"Most developed countries have been specially targeted by them, but in those backward countries, more people have survived."

"We alone are unable to deal with the Freemasons. Maybe we need to find some allies."

Chris snorted, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one for himself, and said:

"Uncle, those bastards are not as kind as you think."

"Although there are a lot of monsters here, there are basically some humanoids."

"But the monsters in those small countries are even weirder."

"These bastards just want to raise Gu and sacrifice humans all over the world. Use different methods to find a way to become gods."

With that said, Chris spit on the ground and said disdainfully:
"They underestimate human beings and overestimate themselves. They are a group of short-sighted people who actually try to become gods. They are just self-destructive clowns."

"Maybe, we don't need to fight blatantly with them. Before long, they will be self-defeating because of their own ambitions."

While the two were talking, an adjutant suddenly walked in from outside.

With a hint of joy on his face, he handed a battle report to General Ross.

The old general picked up the battle report and took a look at it, and suddenly he couldn't help but smile.

He said to his niece:
"Chris, your guess is very accurate. Just today, the Masonic bastards suffered a big loss because of their arrogance."

(End of this chapter)