The Walking Dead

"Governor, I found Bartley's body in the back alley. There were traces of being dragged along the road. He must have been hijacked halfway. Except for the wound on his throat, there were no other signs of being tortured." Crowley ran over with a gun in his hand. , gasping for breath and looking at the boss.

"How about the casualties tonight?" The man picked up a burnt cornflower and watched it die in his hands.

Crowley subconsciously touched the turban on his forehead: "There were no casualties at the front door, but the back door was once breached by zombies, one died and another was scratched... In addition, three people were found shot dead by the infiltrating enemy." .”

The man called "Governor" stood silently in front of the charred apartment for a long while, the expression on his face suddenly relaxed, and he sighed: "What a pity, I originally planned to let Bartley join the guards, but I didn't Thinking that he would be treated so cruelly, there are already few people in the town, and now we have lost six more people."

The governor stepped on the blackened floor step by step into the door, the strong smell and residual heat have not completely dissipated: "The wounded in the room are sent to the infirmary, what does Dr. Stevens say?"

Crowley followed behind him step by step: "Brady is fine, but he was choked by the smoke. Doctor Stevens prescribed some medicine for him, and he will be fine after a few days of rest. Muriel has some local burns, the doctor Let me ask you, do you need a skin graft for her?"

The governor raised his eyebrows: "Wounded on the face?"

"No, it's on the arms and back." Crowley shook his head hastily.

"Oh, then don't waste the medicine. We still have many soldiers fighting on the front lines. They need those things more than the residents of the town. I believe Muriel can understand, right?" The governor smiled gently looking at him.

"Of course." Crowley took a big step back, out of the way of the Governor turning around.

Walking out of the gate, the governor suddenly thought of something, turned his head and ordered: "Ask Brady, if you want to join the escort, our enemy won't just show up once, and if he wants to, you can join us before dawn tomorrow." Just take him out and lay an ambush on the way into the town, remember, the focus is on the road leading to the woods at the back door. I believe that he will look forward to revenge for the tragic death of his brother."

Crowley's expression flashed. Bartley's younger brother was always cowardly. He wasn't sure if he could make up his mind to pick up the butcher's knife: "What if he doesn't want to join?"

"Don't want to?" As if he heard something funny, the governor sneered and didn't turn his head back, but his voice had already cooled down, "If you don't even have this bit of enthusiasm, you can still take him out tomorrow, but there is no need So be polite, and if something goes wrong, use him to fill in the hole."

"Understood, I'll do it right away." Crowley strode towards the infirmary. In this town, despite the hypocritical democratic cloak, the governor is the king here, and what he says is the law. If Brady still can't see this clearly, there is really only a dead end.

At this time, the culprit who made Woodbury's upside down had just arrived at the camp, and met Rick who couldn't hide his excitement: "Hebe! We found it, we found the prison!"

Heber's eyes lit up, and he grabbed his hand: "I really found it?!"

"That's right, it's only half an hour's drive away from Woodbury, and we'll start tomorrow," Rick said, finally letting go of half of his heart, and seconding that Heber's original decision was indeed correct.With such a large piece of land surrounded by double-layer barbed wire, they can not only survive this winter safely, but also have a guarantee for the coming year, "As long as the zombies inside can be cleaned up smoothly, we will finally have a place where we can live for a long time." base."

Heber patted him on the shoulder when he heard the words, and said with great emotion: "The days will always get better and better, don't worry, we have seen fewer zombies, everyone will take down that prison smoothly tomorrow. "

Rick glanced at his wife who was preparing dinner with other women in the distance, his tense nerves finally relaxed, and a long-lost smile appeared on his face.Lori's abdomen was already slightly protruding, even if it was for their unborn baby, he would not shrink back, even if the prison was crowded with prisoners, he would still make a place for them to house their mother and child.

"Glenn, are you okay?" The sharp-eyed Maggie walked up to her lover, tugged at the hem of his clothes, and asked in a low voice shyly.

Glenn smiled and took her hand back, and led her to the center of the camp: "It's okay, I just went around the town today." Seeing this, Heber and Rick looked at each other with a clear smile, and walked side by side. Follow them.

Heber pondered for a while, and decided to discuss Woodbury with Rick first: "You can mention it to everyone later, and try not to go to the town alone in the future. A group of people have already occupied there. Who are they?" It's hard to say, but their equipment is much better than ours, and it doesn't look good, everyone better be careful."

Rick's expression was fixed: "But Woodbury is too close to the prison. If we really stay there for a long time, we need to go to the town to find some necessary supplies. It's hard to avoid them completely."

"That can't be helped, we can only take one step at a time," Heber stopped, looking at the rarely seen smiling faces not far away, "at least don't provoke them until we are completely settled down."

It was late at night, whether it was the people in Woodbury or Rick and his party, they had already fallen asleep early. There were still many things to do the next day, and they had to recharge their batteries for future battles.

Only the seven people trapped in the warehouse did not feel sleepy yet.

"Fortunately, there are not many zombies coming over, otherwise we would be in real trouble." Tasia stood on the top of the cargo box with Darryl, looking out the window, and the zombies wandered in groups in the square with.Their off-road vehicle was parked alone more than ten meters away from the warehouse gate. From time to time, passing zombies would peek in through the window, and then walk away numbly.

"It's pretty safe here. I have dry food in my backpack. You can eat a little first. We have to leave here before dawn." More than half of the zombies surrounding the iron gate have dispersed, and Darryl roughly counted them. , probably less than ten.He thought to himself, there were about [-] short arrows left, so it would be no problem to solve the obstacle at the door quietly, and everyone needed to run faster for the next thing.

Thinking of this, Darryl frowned and turned to Tasia: "What are you going to do with that woman? You know, it's impossible for us to assign someone to carry her when we are running for our lives."

"Don't worry, I will solve this problem before I leave, and I promise not to delay everyone's schedule," Tasia clenched her fists swearing, she will be able to successfully complete the task and take down the boring black pearl upstairs.Then he rolled his eyes, leaned over and kissed Darryl on the face flatteringly, and said flatteringly, "But you have to help me settle the internal conflicts in the family first."

Darryl laughed: "Aren't you very good at dealing with Moore, why doesn't it work now?" Tasia, who asks for others, is always very pleasing.

Tasia sneaked a glance at Moore who was sitting in the corner of the warehouse, closing his eyes solemnly and meditating, and pulled Darryl's arm to play tricks: "I have already humbled and humbled, and he just refuses to talk to me." Me, you can do me a favor, help me figure out a way."

Darryl squinted at Tasia resignedly, letting her toss around, slightly raised the corners of his lips but refused to speak.It's no wonder that Moore refused to forgive her. Even he himself felt that Tasia valued the black girl too much, but he was more willing to indulge her innocuous petulance than others.

Putting his arms around her slender waist, Darryl whispered in her ear, "Maybe Moore doesn't like you being so humble and humble?" Even his own eldest brother, he doesn't like Ta Thea tried so hard to please her.

Tasia's eyes lit up when she heard the words, it turned out that Moore was being mean!