The Walking Dead: Rebuild

Chapter 152
New Concord, Ohio.

The survivor nicknamed Jesus, holding a bloody dagger in his hand, was hiding on the roof of a bungalow, looking at the large building surrounded by corpses in front of him, speechless.

In order to get enough food for Shanding Village, he had been wandering around New Concord silently for a whole day.

However, just as he expected, although there were many resources in the city, very few could be looted by the survivors.

Those places where supplies are easy to find have been plundered by other survivors in the past few years.

The remaining places that have not been raided are either because there are too many zombies and are too dangerous, or because their locations are too hidden for ordinary people to find.

Nowadays, the only edible food that can be found in the city, apart from alcohol, canned goods, and candies with the longest shelf life, is the only vacuum-compressed food provided to the military or survival enthusiasts.

These foods may not be available elsewhere, but Jesus knew in his heart that there was a place where he would definitely find them.

That is a large department store with a very dense population of zombies.

The disaster happened too suddenly. Although there was a period of frantic looting, the resources in the large department stores located in the city center were too abundant and they basically would not be plundered by the survivors.

Time is running out, and the Salvation Army only has three days left for Shandingzhai. If they cannot collect enough food for them, the residents in Shandingzhai will definitely suffer cruel injuries.

This is something that will make him sad.

Jesus took a deep breath, put on the jacket that he had prepared in advance and covered it with zombie flesh and blood, and covered his mouth and nose with a red scarf. Then he shrunk and dived into the department store in front of him. go.

The location where he was hiding was less than 100 meters away from the department store, and hundreds of zombies were also gathered outside the building's gate.

These zombies were scattered in various places at the entrance of the building. Facing the slow-moving Jesus, they just stepped forward to smell him and then ignored him.

He did not discover this method himself, but learned it secretly after discovering that other survivors were using this method during an unexpected encounter.

It is this method of making zombies ignore themselves that saved Jesus' life several times.

Holding his breath and concentrating along the way, Jesus used as slow and careful movements as possible to get into the department store through a hole in the glass on the first floor.

What caught his eyes were collapsed shelves, a dirty environment, discarded merchandise, damaged utensils, a large number of zombies, and dust and cobwebs everywhere.

Seeing this scene, although Jesus felt a little disappointed, he breathed a sigh of relief quietly.

Although most of the supplies here have been damaged, at least no other survivors have come here to search in the short term, so they will definitely find a lot of good things.

At least some fish that slipped through the net can be found in these junks.

After comforting himself for a few words, Jesus continued to suppress his voice, as if doing acrobatics, avoiding any props on the ground that might make noise, and cautiously moved step by step towards the area where food was sold.

These zombies locked up in the department store may have not seen a living creature for several years, and they seemed a little stupid. Even if Jesus made a little noise, most of them would not care.

Unlike the zombies outside who had been exposed to wind and sun, the clothes on their bodies were generally still intact except for being covered in dust.

It is precisely because of the protection of these clothes that the bodies of these indoor zombies are still intact, and their abilities in all aspects are much better than those rotting zombies with only skin and bones left.

Fortunately, it is different from those people who always hide in the survivor camp, always avoid fighting, and are always afraid of zombies.

Jesus has been fighting on the front line since the disaster broke out. Even in the mountain stronghold, he is the most elite soldier and the most capable search team member.

The most important thing is that he has long overcome his fear of these ordinary zombies. In his eyes, as long as the number of zombies does not exceed a certain limit, these slow-moving monsters are not even as good as the gangsters he has fought with before. member.

It took 10 minutes for Jesus to avoid the attention of all the zombies and quietly arrived at the food area on the first floor of the department store.

He ignored all the other food that had gone bad and went straight to the canned and candy sections of the food section.

Although he was a little anxious, he still moved slowly and slowly, without disturbing any zombies, and slowly moved to the cabinet in the canned area.

Canned beef, canned sardines, canned lamb and canned vegetables, all kinds of cans are really arranged in two rows of containers, in addition to many brightly colored canned fruits.

Although more than half of it has been emptied, the remaining part is enough to complete the tasks delivered to the Salvation Army, and there is even a considerable part left.

But Jesus didn't feel any relief from finding the food.

Finding supplies is only the simplest part of this mission, but the real difficulty is how to move this food in a department store occupied by thousands of zombies.

Here, any big movement or movement too fast may be chased and attacked by zombies.

Jesus didn't think of any good way to do this. Even if he wanted to use his voice to lure away the zombies here, it was basically impossible.

You know, this is close to the city center of New Concord. If you make some big noise, it is very likely that tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of zombies will surround you. It’s also difficult to fly.

So, Jesus thought about it and finally decided to use the old method.

It was like an ant moving. He moved little by little outside the department store, and then found a place where a car could be used to store it.

Time is urgent, so just do it. He really doesn't have much time to think about other methods now.

Jesus took out a prepared canvas bag from his pocket, squatted next to the cabinet in the canning area, and began to fill the pocket with cans bit by bit.

In order to prevent accidents, he did not overfill this pocket, but kept the weight at a comfortable level to ensure that he could escape at any time.

A few minutes later, just as he was about to pick up his pockets and walk out of the department store.

Suddenly, I heard keenly the sound of someone slowly pushing open the glass door on the first floor of the department store.

Although the sound was very small, Jesus, who was born with relatively sensitive senses, still noticed this extremely special sound.

For a moment, various scenarios appeared in his mind, and he even wondered whether someone was following him.

Not allowing him to think too much, for the sake of safety, he immediately hid beside the cabinet in the canned food area, quietly stretched out his head and looked in the direction of the door.

I saw two tall people wearing special black armor full of technology walking in.

The other party didn't seem to know that there were other survivors in the building. The two just casually took two cold weapons and walked into the building while maintaining a protective formation against each other.

What surprised Jesus was that these two people had neither zombie blood nor zombie rotten flesh on their bodies, but the zombies scattered around them seemed not to be interested in them at all.

When walking past the two of them, it seemed as if they were just seeing their own kind.

This made Jesus, who was already smelling worse than shit, feel very helpless.

However, both of them wore opaque black helmets on their heads, making it impossible for him to see clearly what the people inside looked like.

And the brand-new firearms on the two men also made him dare not make any rash moves.

Just as Jesus was thinking about how he should deal with these two strange people, what happened next shocked him.

Two weird men in black armor first took out an iron chain from behind and locked the door on the first floor of the department store. Then they leisurely took out a dagger from their belts and began to clean them one by one. Those zombies wandering the halls.

Their movements were extremely skillful. They quietly walked up behind the zombie, holding the dagger in their left hand, and stabbed it directly into the zombie's eye socket. They stirred it vigorously. They held the zombie's back with their right hand. The moment the zombie lost its movement, they pricked the zombie's eye socket. The body was laid flat on the ground.

The whole process took less than ten seconds, and it didn't make any big noise, so it wouldn't attract the attention of other zombies.

Soon, with the cooperation of the two of them, it took them less than 5 minutes to bring down all the more than 40 zombies at the gate to the ground.

Even in the end, a few zombies discovered their differences and tried to attack them with their teeth, but they were killed by the two of them without any trouble, one by one, like they were trampling ants to death.

This series of killings shocked Jesus who was hiding aside.

For more than three years in the last days, Jesus has been fighting on the front line with these monsters. Although there are not a thousand zombies killed by him, there are at least seven or eight hundred. Even so, he cannot kill them as lightly as the two of them. These monsters.

Seeing the strength of the two of them, Jesus became even more worried.

But no matter what he thought, the two men in armor did not stop at all, and started other tasks in cooperation with each other.

They seem to have a way of communicating that does not require them to speak, or that the outside world cannot hear their voices.

With their cooperation, it only took more than an hour to clear out the zombies in the furniture area. A large number of high-end quilts, goose down quilts and various wooden furniture were piled together.

He also obtained many flammable materials from the tool area, and finally formed a flammable firewood pile with an area of ​​dozens of square meters.

Finally, under Jesus' unclear gaze, one of the armored weirdos took out a cylindrical glass bottle containing an unknown green solution from his pocket, and smashed it into the center of the flammable objects.

There was a clear bang, and the light green solution quickly flowed from the glass jar to the ground, emitting a faint smoke and then dissipated in the air.

Another armored weirdo opened his black mask, revealing the face of a rather handsome middle-aged man. He took out a cigar from his pocket, lit it with a lighter, put it in his mouth and took a big puff.

And in the short period of time he was smoking a cigar, the zombies on the first floor of the department store seemed to be attracted by some kind of strong attraction, and they moved towards the location where the glass bottle was smashed as quickly as possible.

Jesus looked on in confusion as many zombies passed by him. They seemed to have lost interest in everything along the way and only wanted to get to the location of the green slime.

Even zombies who have lost their ability to move due to accidents are no exception.

By this time, Jesus also guessed the next move of these two armored monsters.

Sure enough, after a few minutes, when nearly eight or nine hundred zombies had all crowded into the large pile of flammable objects, the handsome middle-aged man who was smoking a cigar threw the cigar with only the butt into the flammable object. on things.Bang!
The items contaminated with various flammable fuels immediately ignited a fire. As the fire spread, it took only more than ten seconds to turn into a huge flame covering dozens of square meters.

However, the zombies wrapped in flames are monsters who do not know what fear and pain are. They still stay in the flames stupidly, and are even attracted by the sound produced by the burning flames, crowding together and moving slowly in the flames. .

Ten minutes later, when the flames gradually extinguished, the zombies in the flames had already burned out their brains and turned into charred corpses that could not move.

At this moment, the handsome middle-aged man who closed his helmet again said:
"Hey, Rick, this thing is really powerful. The guy in the scientific research department didn't get his salary in vain."

"But don't you think that all of us in the Sting Team are almost turning into babysitters?"

"For more than half a year, I have either worked as a coolie or as a porter. I have to serve the survivors from outside every day, feed them, give them water, and build big houses for them."

"I don't feel as happy as when we were the marksmanship coach at the Atlanta base."

Another armored monster also opened his helmet visor, revealing a handsome face that looked upright.

There was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes said firmly:

"You can't say that, Sean, our actions are very meaningful."

"In the past six months, we have saved hundreds of survivors. These are fresh lives. But we are even more proud of it than when we became county police."

"At least when we unfortunately die one day, our children can stand up and tell others that his father was a good man worthy of respect."

Sean's expression froze slightly when he heard this. He couldn't help but think of Judith. His original disdainful expression softened and he said:

"These high-sounding words are all used by Lyon to deceive people. They are just to make those ignorant fools work hard. Let's just listen to them. Don't really believe them."

"If you do something stupid then, don't blame me for not reminding you."

Rick, who has not yet experienced any blow, has a higher ideological consciousness than ordinary people.

However, his relationship with Sean is extraordinary. Even if he doesn't agree with Sean's views, he won't be too persistent in arguing with him.

Rick set his sights on the tool area, saw the goal of his trip, and said to Sean:
"It's getting late, Sean. We'd better take the things away as soon as possible and lock this place up. We can just pick it up when we need other supplies in the future."

Sean spat on the ground, nodded helplessly, walked towards the tool area, and said:
"Damn, I've been working as a porter all day today. I must take a good bath and have two drinks when I get back."

"By the way, I also brought a bottle of good wine from the main base. Do you want to drink it together?"

Rick laughed and said cheerfully:

"It must have cost you a lot of contribution points!"

"Of course, but I don't drink for free. I also brought some beef jerky and fruits from the general team. Let's make some main dishes and we can have a good meal."

Listening to the conversation between the two armored men, Jesus, who was hiding in the dark, guessed that if neither of them lied, the organization they belonged to should be a kind organization willing to rescue other survivors.

Judging from their equipment and combat skills, the strength of this organization must not be underestimated.

It can be said to be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to meet an organization that may help them in the end of the world. Maybe if you miss this time, you will never have another chance in the future.

Thinking of this, Jesus no longer hesitated and decided to take a gamble.

He stood up and walked out of the food area. Although he didn't make any sound, for some reason he immediately caught the attention of the two people.

In just an instant, the two men in armor pulled out pistols from their belts, and the muzzles of the guns were immediately pointed at his head.

"who are you?"

"Why are you all there eavesdropping?"

The man named Rick had electric eyes, staring into his eyes, and the muzzle of the gun was not far away from his head.

Jesus himself didn’t have any malicious intentions. He raised his hands in the air, walked slowly in front of the two people, and then said:
"Rick and Sean, right, it's nice to meet you, my friends call me Jesus."

"Don't worry, I mean no harm."

"Instead, I want to ask you for help."

Rick frowned when he heard this, but before he answered, Sean didn't care so much. He directly put the gun to Jesus' head and searched his whole body.

He picked up a found dagger from his waist and threw it to the ground before shaking his head at Rick, indicating that the man had no other weapons.

Rick stared at Jesus for a short while, and finally put down the pistol in his hand and asked:
"Jesus? You're so arrogant with that nickname."

"Tell me, what are you talking about asking for help?"

"Did you encounter any difficulties?"

Jesus was silent for a few seconds, organizing his words in his mind, and then said:
"I lived in a survivor camp called Shandingzhai, which was originally a place of unity and peace. We lived there for three years."

"But a year ago, an organization called the Salvation Army found the place. They defeated us with force, killed some of our people, and threatened our lives to coerce us into obeying."

"They are powerful and numerous, and their behavior is more like bandits or warlords."

"Since then, our camp has been forced to provide them with large amounts of food and supplies every once in a while, which has made our life very difficult. This year, we have even been starved of food."

“We don’t want to be oppressed by them anymore, and we don’t want to be enslaved by them anymore.”

"We want to live!"

"Can you help us?"

………………

On the second day of the seaside vacation, Leon was sunbathing on the beach and enjoying Amy's massage, but before he could finish enjoying his wife's services, he received another communication from Rick.

After listening to Rick's story, Leon asked with interest:

"The Salvation Army?"

He pretended not to know.

"How dare you call such an arrogant name? What kind of organization is this?"

"Have you already learned the information?"

Rick's voice sounded a little tired. In the afternoon, together with Sean and Jesus who was willing to help, the three of them moved a truck full of goods. They were a little tired both physically and mentally.

"No, Leon, we just met the person who asked us for help today."

"All the information came from his mouth. We cannot be sure whether it is true or false."

"However, the survivor named Jesus invited us to visit their camp tomorrow for a field trip."

"I think if he dared to do this, he shouldn't be lying."

Leon chuckled, thought for more than ten seconds, and said:

"Go and verify the information first, I will prepare troops to support you at any time."

"However, the number of survivors is too small now. It is best not to have a full-scale bloody conflict unless it is a last resort."

"There are enough of us humans, and we'd better stop killing each other."

With the support of the big boss, Rick's mood became obviously more determined, and he promised:

"I understand, Leon, any life is worthy of respect, and I will give them a chance to choose."

After ending his communication with Rick, Leon leaned on the soft beach chair and looked at the blue sky, unable to help but feel a little dazed.

The Salvation Army, Shanshanzhai, and to this day, those familiar organizations in my memory have all appeared one after another.

Because of the butterfly effect he triggered, the circumstances of these communities have changed accordingly, but no matter what, they still exist.

In his memory, in addition to these familiar organizations, there seemed to be several other organizations in America.

For example, garbage dumps, seaside camps, reapers, corpse whisperers, and the federal organization with tens of thousands of people that appeared later.

Since the Salvation Army, Alexander, and Shandingzhai all exist, these communities and organizations should not be able to escape.

Unfortunately, the stronghold network plan was still being implemented, and the intelligence organization he expected to spread throughout the Ameili River was still being established and would not be of much use.

If you want to find other organizations, you can only try your luck to find a needle in a haystack.

(End of this chapter)