The Walking Dead

Moore and Darryl still didn't catch the rabbit in the end, but they each shot down two or three birds, which were not small.

In the evening, a group of people gathered around the bonfire, and Tasia ate Darryl's exclusive barbecue while listening to everyone chatting. Although the seasoning was not complete enough, the taste was generally not bad.

Tasia clicked her mouth, sucking the oil on her fingers and thinking, it's a pity that it was a little small, and she only ate two.

The hatred was only resolved on the surface, as for what they thought in their hearts, needless to say, just look at their eyes.But for the sake of Morgan and his son, Rick and his gang reluctantly accepted the three of them to join.

But Moore's brutality in the afternoon still caused a lot of shadow in everyone's heart. During the dinner, everyone found a place away from him, only Darryl and Heber and his daughter sat beside him indifferently.

The old man standing on the roof of the RV to watch when we came here was the oldest person in the team, and his name was Dale.

Dinner is the most relaxing time for everyone. Someone asked him curiously why he still winds his watch at the same time every day when the world is ending.

Dale explained with a kind smile: "William Faulkner once said: I like it, when a father gives his son a watch, tell him that it has been passed down for generations.

He will say, I give you a grave of all hopes and desires, I give you this watch, not so that you can remember the time, but so that you can occasionally forget the time, and don't use all your energy to win it. "

Tasia had heard this philosophical story in the previous TV series, but she didn't take it to heart. Now facing herself, listening to him tell it again in a low and soothing voice gave a deeper feeling.

Tasia liked him, even though her heart was hot, but it was undeniable that the old man's words could indeed bring her a little peace.

Perhaps this old man is really an indispensable treasure for this team. He is like a father, tolerant of all the dark sides of each child's personality, and guiding them to choose the right path.

An old house where a treasure.This sentence is really good.

Unfortunately, the old Dell died in the end, so things are always impermanent.

It's just that he doesn't know if he, who is wise, will realize that there is a beast living in the heart of this beautiful and pure girl in front of him.

Tasia pursed her lips and wiped off the oil on her hands.

At this time, a blond girl stood up, and the woman next to her asked her where she was going, and she said irritably, "Go to the bathroom, my God, this is where you are most cautious." Everyone couldn't help laughing.

Just as she turned around, Tasia was startled: "—wait a minute!" It turned out that this was Andrea's younger sister Amy. After she left, she became the first person to be bitten by the zombies tonight. personal.

Tasia wanted to say something, but Kerris's appearance appeared in front of her eyes again.

What should be done is the right thing to do, she struggled repeatedly in her heart.

"Tassia, what's the matter?" Heber touched her suspiciously.

Tasia came back to her senses and found that everyone was looking at her. She finally couldn't bear it, and coughed twice: "I'm going too, Moore, you accompany us there."

Moore was taken aback, this man really regarded himself as a free tool: "You women are doing things, why ask me to do it, if you are afraid, ask Heber to go, he is your father, don't be ashamed."

The enemy attack started from the edge of the camp, how could Tasia put her only relative in danger again.

He pushed back Heber who was about to get up, glanced at Moore, pulled Amy and turned around and left: "You are the only one who is suitable for helping girls watch the wind outside the toilet."

Moore laughed back angrily. He thought Tasia was different. He didn't expect that she looked down on him like everyone else. Seeing the back of the two walking away, he still couldn't let it go, so he had to vent his anger and throw the dinner plate on the ground Throwing it, he picked up his gun and followed.

Darryl glanced thoughtfully at Moore's figure, ignoring everyone's subtle expressions, and bent down to clean up the dinner plate on the floor.

Following Amy into the RV, Tasia closed the car door, paused for a while and shouted to the door: "Moore, stay outside and don't leave, pay attention to your surroundings." Immediately outside the door, a man's dissatisfied voice sounded: "Why do you Think I will come, you really think I owe you."

Tasia leaned against the door and laughed softly at herself: "Because you are a good person."

Moore twitched his hips and imitated it outside the car in a strange way: "You're a good man ~ cut!" He curled his lips in disdain, but the resentment in his heart was leaked by these two words like a balloon.

No one has ever said that about him, and anyone who dared to say that was beaten up by him as a provocation.

But Tasia is different, I can't tell the difference, but Moore thinks so, at least she won't be afraid of him, and she won't lie to please him. She treats him just like everyone else. equal.

He was very happy about this, and even the small guilt towards Corus was unconsciously magnified by Moore because of her difference.

Amy turned around and came out from the toilet: "There is no paper in it, I'll go out and get it." She reached out to open the door.

Tasia pressed the car door with one hand, and took out a tissue from her pocket with the other hand and handed it over: "I have it here."

Amy took it, and looked suspiciously at the girl leaning against the car door: "Thank you." Just as he was about to turn around, a gunshot sounded outside the door, and Moore shouted: "There are zombies, don't come out!" Shouted in panic Shouts and gunfire kept ringing in the camp.

"Andrea!" Amy yelled and threw herself to the door and grabbed the handle, Tasia shook off her hand and said sharply: "Don't make any trouble, you don't have any weapons, do you want to go out to die? !"

Amy tremblingly touched the screwdriver on the table next to her, and said to her with a pale face, "But Andrea is still outside..."

Seeing her pretending to be calm, Tasia felt that she might not be wrong this time. Even if Andrea would not gradually become stronger because of losing her sister, at least they didn't lose each other, and they didn't have to suffer like losing Corey. The most important thing is to be able to live in this world with the one you love.

"She has a gun, she'll be fine." Tasia leaned on the co-pilot's back and looked out the car window. Moore kept shooting out the car door with his back turned, and the zombies around the RV had been emptied.

Because the staff is ready, after the initial panic, people effectively organize to fight back, and there is no panic like in the episode.

Seeing Heber approaching the RV anxiously, Tasia quickly gave him a safe gesture.

Logically speaking, this abandoned quarry should be very safe. Since the outbreak of the zombie virus, people have found this temporary shelter with great difficulty. Usually there are very few wandering zombies, let alone the sight that seems to be from the thick Roaring in the thick darkness, the group of zombies rushed out one after another.

Inside the window and outside the window, it's like two worlds.

Through the glass, Tasia silently watched the hellish scene outside.

Along the way, it's not that she has never faced zombies, but she has never been so shocked in her heart. It's not just one or two, but a group of two, or even more.

Nothing made her realize more clearly than now that this is not just the world of [The Walking Dead]. For herself in it, this is the real world, not just a TV series.

No matter how much preparation you have made, maybe as long as there is a little accident, just like Kerris, you will die yourself.

Tasia's palms were cold, but her heart was beating like boiling magma.

She really wanted to turn her eyes away from the scene of the fighting, but she couldn't help but force herself to see clearly, if she didn't even have the courage to face it, then she was not far from death.

Tasia pursed her lips tightly, a raging flame faintly ignited in the depths of her sky blue eyes.The night was so long, people gradually approached Rick and Sean in the center of the camp.Only Heber and Moore didn't move. They were back to back, covering each other and standing firmly in front of the RV, desperately holding on to the last line of defense.

Gunshots echoed one after another in the dark night, and no one cared to consider whether this would attract more zombies. After all, if life at this moment could not be guaranteed, even if it did, it didn't matter.

Fewer and fewer zombies rushed into the camp, and the situation was slowly brought under control. Amy finally breathed a sigh of relief and turned her head to prepare for Latasia. Suddenly seeing the expression on her face, she couldn't help but paused. He tentatively called out, "Tasia? Are you okay?"

Hearing Amy's voice, Tasia put away her mood vigilantly, and when she turned around, a pure and beautiful smile appeared on her face: "We are safe, Amy."

"En." Amy replied nah-na, the cold determination in Tasia's eyes just now, could it be that she was wrong.

When the zombies were completely shot and killed, Amy opened the car door, and Tasia rushed out first, regardless of the blood splattered on Heber's body, and gave him a big hug. Feeling Heber's fear, she raised her head to comfort her. He smiled at him, turned around and said jokingly to Moore: "You and Dad are the heroes of me and Amy tonight—"

Amy behind her stood up straight from Andrea's arms, wiped away her tears, and said shyly, "Moore, Hebe, thank you."

Moore blushed, humming and walking towards Darryl.

Tasia laughed loudly: "Look, Amy, he blushed—" Moore's back paused, and then walked faster.

Amy burst into laughter: "Really, I've never seen him like this."

Heber shook his head and fondled Tasia's hair. As long as his daughter could continue to live happily and energeticly like this, no matter what he did, he would be happy.

Tasia buried her head in her father's arms, her eyes were deep.

Tasia wouldn't mind putting on a thick shell and going back to her old self if wearing a mask would buy the father and daughter a chance of survival.

Anyway, isn't she originally such a person, huh.