The Walking Dead

Andrea greeted the girl returning to the camp: "Has he eaten?"

Tasia shook her head: "Rick and the others went to the barn?"

"He went with Moore, Glenn, and Ed." Andrea replied casually, "I'm going to see Dale."

"Alright, you'd better keep an eye on him tonight, I'm worried he won't think about it." Tasia thought, it's necessary to talk to Rick, these two days she has been having nightmares, dreaming of zombies attacking the farm, all People were dead, and there were mutilated limbs everywhere.

Before looking for Rick, she had to convince Heber first, otherwise Rick would not listen to her words.

Hebe's tent was very simple, except for the mattress, there was only a windproof lamp, and a large bag was placed beside it. He sat on the cushion and carefully cleaned the disassembled shotgun on the ground.

Tasia poked her head in and saw Heber turned her head to look at her and resumed the work in hand, so she got in and sat down next to him: "Dad, put it aside, I'll help you deal with it."

Heber heard the words, and handed her the chamber in his hand: "Just say what you have to say, I think you have become a lot more impetuous these days."

Tasia lowered her head to clean up, and said after a while: "I think you can persuade Rick to take everyone out of the farm."

"It's safe here, at least it's safe now, and it's going to be winter soon, Rick won't agree to take everyone out into the wild." Heber reached out and stroked her daughter's hair, trying to comfort her, "You don't have to worry , the farm now has two layers of defense, the outer wooden fence and the inner wire mesh fence, the security is much higher than that of a single layer.

And we have already discussed with Herschel. Now that the temperature is getting lower and lower, everyone will move into the house in two days. Although it is a bit crowded, it will be no problem if we don’t pass this winter. "

Tasia didn't say a word, but lowered her eyelids and said softly, "If there are a lot of zombies, a lot...do you still think it's safe to stay on the farm?"

If there are a lot of zombies, if all the zombies in the city go out into the wild, if they finally find this place...do you still think it's safe to stay on the farm?

Without stopping what she was doing, Tasia wiped the parts step by step: "The wood and barbed wire fences on the farm can only stop sporadic zombies. If there are not one or two, but a group of zombies, what can we resist?" ?”

Heber didn't answer. People always have a fluke mentality. It's not that he didn't think about Tasia's words, but this group of people has no choice at present.

There are old and young in the team, and the winter season is about to begin. Lori's body is not suitable for sleeping in the wilderness. In addition to strengthening the defense and defense force of the farm, Heber thought that Rick could only be blocked by soldiers and covered by water and soil. up.

It had been a while since Heber had promised to persuade Rick to leave the tent.

Tasia loaded the shotgun, then repacked the medicine and dry food for the father and daughter, and put them in Heber's tent.

Thinking of what her father said here an hour ago, she sat down on the mat with a heavy heart.

"Tasia, I will have a good talk with Rick, but you'd better be prepared to fail." Heber said before leaving at that time.

Heh, she had expected failure a long time ago, but she still wanted to struggle to the death.

If those scenes of blood and flesh can be avoided, it would be great.

Tasia seemed to always be able to smell the rancid smell of zombies, she raised her hand irritably, and scratched her hair fiercely.

Stepping out of the tent, she walked near the barn without knowing it.Looking at the closed door, Tasia stopped, maybe Heber was proposing to Rick inside.

Before she could decide whether to go in and help, the barn door was pushed open by a distance of one person, and Ed and Glenn bent down and carried a person out from inside.

Under the dim moonlight, the man's hands were held by Ed, and his head was thrown backwards. When he passed by Tasia, she could clearly see the black and red gun holes in the man's brows, and the redness in his widened eyes. Also stained with bright red blood.

"...Randall." Tasia's vest was cold, and she couldn't take her eyes off his face no matter what.

Everything was wrong, and Randall didn't deserve to die on Judgment Night.

Even if they had already decided his fate, that child shouldn't have died tonight, and shouldn't have died by their hands. What went wrong?

"Tasia! What are you thinking?" Moore patted her on the back heavily.

She turned her head suddenly, seeing that pale face, Moore was a little annoyed, no matter how cruel she was, she was still a child after all, the first time she saw someone she knew being killed by them, she must have been terrified , he should have told Darryl to watch over her.

Before she had time to ask her to go back, Tasia held his hand tightly and forced herself to calm down: "Moore, do you know where the nearest Woodbury is, do you know There is a prison nearby, where is the specific location?"

Moore frowned, his hand hurt from being grabbed, the girl's force suddenly became so strong that he couldn't break free for a while, so he simply gave up and said, "Let go first, if you have anything to say slowly, I won't run away."

Tasia let go of her hand belatedly, and grabbed his sleeve: "Say it quickly!"

Moore rubbed his hands, looked at her expectant eyes, and raised his eyebrows: "... I don't know."

Looking at the wicked smile of the man in front of her, Tasia's blood surged, she really shouldn't look for him in serious business, this is pure self-abuse.After being interrupted like this, her mood calmed down strangely.

She twisted his waist heavily: "You don't even know this, you have been in prison so many times for nothing!"

"Oh——" Moore quickly slapped her hand away. Who stipulated that people who have been in prison for a long time should remember all the prison locations in the United States. It's not that he committed some heinous crime and needs to be handed over This place, the person who handed over that place, "You think you're staying in a hotel, you can still pick and choose, I don't have anything to remember, why do I remember that?!"

Tasia gave Moore a disgusted look, dropped him and walked straight to the barn: "So, you are useless, if others commit crimes, you also commit crimes, and others can live in a single room, but you can only live in a Datong shop. Sitting in prison is not a bit of a grade."

Moore stood there angrily. Could it be that he is still an unmotivated person? !

Shouldn't it just be a matter of robbing things back then, but also rape and kill those women first, then rape and kill again, and strive to occupy a luxury hotel-level small black room suite in the prison, in order to prove your hard work and progress? !

What the hell are these things!It's definitely not that there is a problem with my thinking, it must be that the woman was beaten stupid yesterday, and her brain circuit has not returned to normal!

As soon as Tasia walked to the door of the barn, she met Heber who came out of it. He took her hand and motioned to go back and talk.

Through the two doors, she vaguely saw Rick holding a pistol and standing in front of a pool of blood with his head bowed. The flickering lights cast thick black shadows behind him. at every turn.

She pursed her lips and obediently followed Hebe out of there.

Along the way, neither of them spoke, and when they were about to approach the house, Heber spoke: "Rick doesn't agree to leave here, but he promised to organize the equipment and necessary items together, and if something unexpected happens , we can react in time to retreat.”

Heber patted his daughter's hand reassuringly: "Don't think too much, this is already the best arrangement."

She nodded and said nothing.

Hebe had already left, Tasia was sitting on the bench in front of the porch, the cool evening breeze brushed her hair, she quietly looked at the mottled tree shadows in the distance, touched the saber behind her waist .

What should be done has been done, and the rest is beyond her control. She is just a fallen leaf drifting with the tide. If she wants to resist the world with her own strength, she is too overwhelmed.

Tasia closed her eyes, took a deep breath of the cool night air, got up and walked slowly towards the RV.

The food on the table in the car was still not reduced. She reluctantly picked up the plate and got out of the car. When she met Andrea who had just come over, Tasia raised her eyebrows: "Dell, you are not with him ?"

Andrea spread her hands: "Originally, but he said he wanted to patrol around for a while, and I wanted him to be quiet, so I came back."

"...I suddenly remembered that I still have something to do, can you take it back for me, okay?" Tasia handed her the dinner plate in her hand, and walked quickly in the direction she came from.

Randall's trial, patrolling alone at night, scattered cattle, and zombies suddenly appearing on the farm, Dale will be gutted and die tonight!

No, you can't!Tasia's steps got faster and faster, faster and faster, until she began to run.

No, there was no sign of Dale anywhere, Tasia gasped heavily, and sweat dripped from her smooth forehead.

The startlingly round moon, bright and gentle, hangs high in the dark night sky, reflecting the moisture of the grass on the ground, spreading and rippling like steamed mist, creating a heavy and strange atmosphere.

She finally stopped when she was approaching the edge of the farm, and the figure of the old man holding a gun in front of her was walking towards her, breaking through the night and becoming clear bit by bit.

"Tasia, why did you run out?" Seeing the girl from a distance, the old man didn't notice her surprise for a moment, and still persuaded him kindly, "I'm fine here, you can go back and rest."