Seeing his former subordinate in such a miserable state, although he had asked for it, Thomson's heart did not waver at all.
Thomson did not kill him but that did not mean that he would change what he wanted to do because of Lester's existence, even if Lester would die because of the helicopter crash.
That was Lester's choice, not Thomson's.
The helicopter had to go down. That was Thomson's choice and it was Lester's choice whether or not he wanted to board it.
The reason for this was very simple.
Thomson went to the mall to gather enough resources to get to Caitlin's place.
Now that the resources were in Taylor's hands, he could only change his target and go to Taylor's shelter to get it.
Take it, not buy it, and not exchange it.
In the apocalypse, resources were life.
Even if Taylor had a surplus, he could not just give it to a stranger.
Thomson did not have anything good to exchange for it.
There would definitely be conflict between Taylor and himself.
This was an irreconcilable matter.
Moreover, the Hunter Squad members had flirted with Nina first.
Thomson, who had long regarded Nina as his own, could not just sit back and watch her get bullied.
Lester did not know but he did not think too much about it.
Perhaps he just felt that following the Hunter Squad to their shelter and receiving the protection of the entire team was much more stable than only receiving the protection from Thomson alone.
Indeed, when the wall fell, everyone pushed it down. The strength of a team was much stronger than an individual.
However, he did not know that Thompson and the Hunter Squad could not be measured in terms of numbers. They were not on the same level of strength.
This matter had became the fuse. Thomson and Nina, who were thrown into the zombie assault building, just happened to hide behind the scenes, turning from light to dark.
However, after experiencing two crashes, Lester also realized that something was wrong when he woke up.
How could there be such a coincidence in the world?
The helicopter had just started flying and it had flown less than 100 meters before it crashed due to a malfunction of the machine?
Twice!
No one would believe what he said.
He could not help but think of Thomson.
The man who had a superpower just like James.
"But... He was already very tired after controlling the throwing knives for an entire afternoon. How could he have such powerful strength to control the helicopter?"
Lester denied his own suspicions again.
Probably, Thomson was still fighting with the zombies in the other building.
"What the hell is going on!"
The leader of the Hunter Squad, Chris, also woke up. He looked at the cockpit that had been squashed and shouted angrily.
The pilot was dead. No one knew what had happened to the helicopter.
"Mr. Chris, can we still call for helicopter support?"
Lester did not want to die. The thought of survival filled his mind.
"No, there are only three in the shelter. The remaining one has been sent to the Southern District to trade with the shelter built by the government army."
Lester's mood suddenly became a little depressed.
He hugged the emergency medical box that he had gotten from somewhere and took out a gauze to stop the bleeding.
"Ho!"
"Ho, ho!"
Soon, zombies began to close in. The helicopter crash had caused quite a commotion. Although it was not as big as the previous explosion, it still attracted a considerable number of zombies.
Chris dragged his tired body and stood up. The exposed muscles were already covered in scars and were very scary.
Even so, he still held his gun and walked in front, continuously shooting and killing the zombies that were approaching him.
He was injured, so he had to be careful when killing zombies.
The virus of zombies was everywhere. Once the wounds were stained with their dirty blood, it was no different from being bitten.
He definitely could not let them get too close.
"Wake them up!" Chris shouted angrily.
The scattered zombies had arrived, followed closely by a large group of zombies.
He could not hold on for long alone as the defensive line was not strong enough.
Rexton came to a sudden realization and quickly went to check on the people who were still alive in the wreckage.
Soon, they woke up one after another.
James, who had a special ability, was lucky and did not suffer any injuries.
At this moment, he did not say a word. In the face of such a disaster, there was still no expression on his face. He was a very cold youth.
Other than him, there were three other members who were still alive.
After waking up, they picked up their weapons and equipment that could still be used and went to help Chris.
"Lester, are you done packing?"
Lester carried a large bag on his back. "I'm done!"
Chris quickly observed the situation around him and pointed somewhere.
"Let's go. There's a platform over there. Let's climb up."
As he said that, he pulled James and walked over there.
The rest of them supported each other and followed.
The blood was scattered all over the place.
The sweet smell of blood had spread everywhere.
This made the zombies that were already stimulated by the sound even more violent. They moved quickly and ran after them.
Thomson, who was at the top of the building, watched everything quietly.
He stood high up and observed everything that was happening.
After climbing up the platform, Thomson saw the roof of a flat building.
There were gaps between the buildings. As long as he crossed these gaps, these sections of the road would become a natural barrier.
Those zombies only knew how to run and sprint. Unless they rushed from high to low, most of them would fall into the gap between the two floors.
Soon, the remaining members of the Hunter Squad were as Thomson had expected.
After stepping onto the platform, they moved to the roof of the complex terrain.
After helping each other with climbing equipment and jumping over a few higher buildings, they had shaken off the zombie crowd.
Unfortunately, one of the members, whose hands and feet were injured, had fallen.
The entire team was left with five people and two of them did not know how to use guns, which meant that they had no combat ability.
They did not know how far they were from the Eastern District shelter.
Thomson patted Nina's little head, which was snuggling under him.
"Okay, we should go."