In an unfamiliar place, a large group of people took shelter in an excessively large and fully armored modified RV, followed by a tanker truck and a van.
There was another group of people with over a dozen vehicles. They might have had more people, but their equipment was less sophisticated and their clothing was diverse.
Judging solely by the current state of the people, the larger group had suffered greatly. There were several corpses strewn behind their car, and most of the car windows were shattered by bullets.
Bang Bang Bang!
The confrontation didn't last long, and the outnumbered side couldn't hold their ground against the seemingly well-equipped group. At this moment, due to the ongoing gunfire, walkers were gathering around them. Although there were clearly fewer people on the other side, their vehicles had elevated terrain and strong defenses, making it impossible for common walkers to harm them.
On the other hand, all the other vehicles were small and unmodified. If they were surrounded by walkers, they would definitely be trapped.
At that moment, a man's voice came from the last car.
"Retreat! Walkers are coming!"
Everyone who received the order felt relieved and quickly got into their cars, wanting to leave the area.
The person in the rear car felt offended and angrily shouted at the people in the modified RV, "Just wait for me! I will make you pay the price sooner or later!"
But before he could finish speaking, there was a dense rain of bullets raining down on their convoy. Immediately, people in several cars had very bad luck. Several individuals were hit by bullets, and some were even dragged out of the windows by walkers.
The originally fragile glass shattered, making it easier for the walkers to attack. Normally, this kind of damage wouldn't be a concern. They would simply change the car. However, finding a car at this moment was difficult, let alone finding one that wasn't surrounded by walkers.
"There's a group of walkers ahead and a strong enemy behind. No matter how foolish these people are, they know the overall situation is messed up. Even if someone gets bitten by a walker at this moment, they'll have no choice but to eliminate the walkers.
The RV had no intention of catching up with the rest of the group; it simply stopped in the same place. The engine was even turned off, and everyone remained silent inside the vehicle, obviously planning to wait for the walkers to disperse on their own.
This group was Merle and the others. Without much thought, they had resumed their journey after returning to the base. The group as a whole didn't have much space, but they had picked up a few more people along the way, no more than twenty.
With the engine off, the cabin became uncomfortably quiet. To prevent any sounds from attracting attention from the outside, the windows were tightly closed.
"Merle, we should have killed them. We had them right there..."
"It's okay, we didn't suffer any losses..."
"It wasn't that bad, at least we don't have the task of cleaning up an entire city..."
There was a whisper in the RV, and Merle, who was sitting in the front row looking outside, slowly turned his head and looked at the person who had just spoken. The person lowered their head and fell silent in an instant.
At this moment, all the walkers outside lost their targets due to the group's escape. Some of the walkers chased after more than a dozen vehicles and walked into the distance. The rest of the walkers lost their targets for a while and began to wander unconsciously.
Sunlight falls from the top of hundreds of heads, making the outside of the RV extremely dazzling. No matter where you look, you have to squint your eyes. The scorching heat on the road distorts the things that catch the eyes.
Merle walked lightly to the back of the RV. There weren't many walkers behind, but it still required a lot of ammunition to clear them out and take over the other vehicles.
His face was covered in drops of sweat, and the vest on his body was already soaked, but judging by the current situation, it would take at least an hour before the group of walkers would leave.
In such hot weather, with the windows completely closed, the temperature inside the RV is rising considerably.
"Negan, Aaron, let's go out now."
After observing for a while, Merle knew he had to do something, so he ordered a few trusted people, then remembered something, reached out and pulled out three black things that looked like rags from the storage compartment.
"Take it, let's go and attract all these walkers..."
The two reached out to grab the thing and put it on their heads naturally.
That's right, this is exactly the walker mask that everyone must wear outside the base. With this equipment, many things will be easier, and even if they encounter a dead end, they can calmly escape unless they encounter a horde of walkers.
Aaron reached out and lightly took Eric's hand, then he and Merle stepped out of the RV, and the rest of the people thought it wasn't a bad idea to go out with the heat.
As soon as Aaron stepped out of the RV, he inexplicably felt better, then the three sweaty figures suddenly felt their bodies grateful for taking in fresh air.
Merle immediately took the lead and walked ahead. He staggered in a small circle among the walkers and immediately attracted the attention of many of them walking around. The three were familiar with the operation. After ten minutes, the number was in the several hundreds, and they were all led into the forest, and only after a few minutes did they return to the side of the modified RV.
The three stayed in the shadow of the modified RV, waiting for the last group of walkers to leave.
But at this moment, a figure walking at the end stumbled and then fell to the ground in this manner. The walkers walking around didn't even look at the figure on the ground and all walked indifferent towards the forest.
After the group of walkers had moved away, the figure lying on the ground looked a bit strange.
"Is that a walker?" Aaron looked at the figure and pondered for a moment.
Merle, beside him, shook his head and pointed, "No, that's a person."
After saying this, he called out to the people in the modified RV, indicating that they could open the windows. As the hatches opened, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
"Get in the cars and take the weapons from the dead. We need to leave this place immediately."
"Understood!"
After speaking, Merle drew his weapon, and the three of them walked toward the person who wasn't far away. Stretching their feet and kicking, the impact woke the man up from the ground.
The man's face had a walker mask just like theirs, but this mask was much older. Since the figure was unconscious just now and after confirming that there were no abnormalities, they decided to take him along.
...
Half an hour later.
The man slowly opened his eyes. The first thing he felt was a cool breeze blowing on his face. His blurry vision gradually cleared, and a little girl was sitting in front of him, staring at him without blinking.
"Hey, old man! he's awake!"