The Walking Dead: Rebuild

Chapter 58 Victory
"Where the hell is Lieutenant Newick?"

Connors wandered around the tent impatiently, his face turned red, and he eagerly asked a soldier who was left behind:

"He took away half of the soldiers without saying a word, and didn't even inform us."

"Damn it, did you know? A lot of zombies came outside at some point, and we can't even find anyone to discuss it now."

He was a plunderer who joined halfway and had more than a dozen brothers under his command. They were all gang members in the city in the past. He originally thought that he could get a lot of benefits by following the army. But now, most of the supplies have been taken away by the soldiers. Needless to say, I occasionally want to indulge in porn, but I always get stopped. There are a lot of bullshit rules here, making it very uncomfortable for gangsters like them.

The soldier who stayed behind was a little embarrassed, and he replied hesitantly:
"There is a special situation outside. Lieutenant Newick has taken people to solve it. He should be back soon."

boom! boom! boom!
Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
The sound of gunfire suddenly broke out, instantly making the atmosphere in the camp tense.

Connors knew that it was useless to talk to this big-headed soldier, and he wanted to complain a few more times. Suddenly, he heard the sparse exchange of fire outside, and his heart suddenly tightened.

He glared at the remaining soldiers, picked up his rifle, and rushed to the outskirts of the camp.

The camp in Feisier Town is stationed in a toy factory. It is protected by low walls on three sides. Only the front gap needs to be defended from zombie attacks.

As soon as Connors rushed out of the defense line, he saw a dozen of his companions guarding the gap in the front of the camp, shooting continuously to kill the zombies outside the factory.

However, the sound of more than a dozen rifles being fired was too loud. At a glance, the surrounding zombies were attracted by the sound. There were already hundreds of zombies surrounding the camp, densely packed, forming a dark mass.

This scene made Connors' eyelids jump. He couldn't help but think of the memory of the camp he followed before being invaded by a group of zombies.

"Bastards, what are you doing?"

"Didn't I tell you to try not to use guns?"

Connors gritted his teeth and showed a fierce look on his face. He ordered his younger brother to curse and said:
"You guys, go and get the truck over here, we're blocking..."

However, before the middle-aged gangster finished speaking, everyone under his command saw that the boss's head was smashed by something like a watermelon.

The red and white thing exploded suddenly, splashing onto several people around him.

As if it was some kind of signal, at the same time, some companions who were guarding key positions were attacked one after another.

Some people were shot in the head, while others were hit by bullets in their limbs or torso. The bullets were so powerful that more than a dozen people lost their fighting ability in an instant.

A gangster with long hair in a hippie style screamed loudly:

"There is an enemy attack!"

Then he was shot in the head with a bullet.

The number of defensive troops was reduced by half, but now more than a dozen were lost to sneak attacks.

The camp's defense suddenly fell into an extremely bad situation.

The dozen or so soldiers who were standing in front of the zombies on defense also lost the courage to resist the zombies. They all retreated into the factory, trying to find bunkers to avoid the enemy's sneak attacks.

At this moment, more than a dozen fireballs spraying flames appeared in the sky. They were very fast and flew into the corpses and crowds in the blink of an eye.

Boom!Boom!boom!
A violent explosion erupted from the point where the fireball landed, and the flames instantly enveloped the corpses and the soldiers who wanted to escape.

The flames and explosions are relentless.

The screams suddenly broke out and then stopped suddenly.Hundreds of zombies and a dozen soldiers were instantly blown into pieces.

However, the enemy's attack was not over yet. From time to time, rockets would fly out from the darkness and hit the dense groups of corpses. From time to time, the surviving soldiers would be hit by gunmen hiding in the darkness.

Whether they resist or kneel down to beg for mercy, the bullets in the dark will take away their lives without mercy.

Ten minutes later, the toy factory camp gradually fell into silence. The ordinary survivors without weapons had already hid in the depths of the factory, covering their mouths with fear on their faces, and did not dare to make any sound.

The same goes for the soldiers who escaped death sporadically. They forgot their identities, discarded their weapons and hid in the chaotic crowd.

When Lyon came out of the darkness with more than 100 fully armed soldiers and surrounded the camp, no one dared to stand up and resist.

Holding a lit cigar in his mouth, he looked up at the miserable enemies at the entrance of the camp and sighed helplessly.

After occupying the camp, Leon thought for a moment and ordered More and William:
"Captain Moore, Colonel William, you two teams are responsible for cleaning up the zombies around you. No zombies are allowed to threaten the safety here before we evacuate."

He turned his head and said to Aggie and Darryl:
"The team of two of you is responsible for maintaining order here and helping Andrea comfort the survivors inside. If anyone dares to resist with a gun, he will be shot directly."

"Remember, don't be soft-hearted, your own safety is the most important thing."

After giving orders to the combat team, Leon said to Andrea behind him:
"Andrea, go and take Robo, Yalant and Jinli with you. They are all from this camp and should be able to help you comfort the survivors here."

"Tell those survivors to cooperate and we will not harm them."

Everyone took the order and immediately took their subordinates to complete the tasks assigned by Leon.

Leon took another puff of cigar and said to Kevira beside him:
"Originally, we had a bunch of battle plans, but we didn't expect that they were just a bunch of ragtag people. They were broken into pieces in a single fight. Suddenly, we lost interest."

Kewela rolled his eyes at Leon and said in a cold voice:
"That's how combat is, the more prepared you are, the weaker your enemy will be."

"In order to hunt a male lion, I laid traps and set bait, lying in the mud pit for a whole day, but in the end I killed it with just one shot."

Seeing that the man was still a little depressed, Kewela walked to Leon, held his palm with his slender palm, and put it against his chest.

"This is also very good. Although it takes away a lot of the fun of fighting, it protects the people you are familiar with and does not let them get hurt."

"This is what a wise leader should do."

Leon glanced at Kevira. The girl's eyes were blurred, and there was a faint encouraging smile on her face full of wild charm.

"You're right, I'm just a little pretentious."

They were busy until the evening, and finally straightened things out. Leon and his soldiers did not stop, and set out for the return journey with a team of several hundred people. The battle just now made a lot of noise, and zombies began to gather one after another. If you stay here, you will probably be surrounded by zombies.

He didn't choose to bring the team back to the umbrella base, but brought them to the Maple Leaf apartment that had been cleaned up before.

There are enough houses here and the environment is quite good, which is more suitable for this group of prisoners.

Although this group of people were all ordinary survivors, they were still not worthy of immediate trust. He left two teams as their guards and let them live temporarily in Maple Leaf Apartments.

For a long time in the future, he will confirm the character and character of these people.

(End of this chapter)