Northern West Virginia, suburban Marietta County.
It was the late summer afternoon, and the green leaves brought an annoying hot breeze, accompanied by the faint chirping of cicadas.
Having just finished a small-scale battle, Rick looked at the building in front of him, put away his machete, and wiped the black blood on the machete on the zombie corpse on the ground.
Sean, who was standing behind him, also put away his alloy one-handed axe, opened the protective mask on his helmet, lit a cigarette for himself, and complained:
"You shouldn't have let those two survivors go."
"We finally saw two living people. Judging from their weapons and the fact that they looked hungry, this camp is definitely not a strong one."
"Taking them away is equivalent to saving them. I should even directly recruit them into the team they are in, just like what we did in Georgia."
Rick took out a map of Pennsylvania and determined the location of himself and the others. He led Sean to patrol near the building and explained:
"Sean, I think we are new here and we shouldn't force strangers to join our team. Although that would be more beneficial to them, we are not familiar with each other at all. Trust between people is not easy to establish."
It is far away from the town, with a wide view, and not far from the prison there are forests and water sources. As long as it is developed well, it will definitely become a good settlement.
"If you have anything to say, stop talking nonsense and tell me quickly."
"Those mutant crabs are very large, and when you open them, there's a lot of meat inside. They look very delicious, but we haven't checked whether they are poisonous, so we don't dare to eat them."
Recently, based on Dr. Melfa's research results, they have developed a special serum that can eliminate the radiation content in the human body. Even patients suffering from radiation sickness can recover well with this serum.
"And I also caught some mutant rats and mutant crabs that I just found on the beach and put them in a container."
"Michonne and O'Neill haven't made any progress yet. They are gathering supplies."
"It has to be private and safe enough. Quality of life or the surrounding environment are secondary considerations."
After chatting with Peggy about the trivialities of her work, Leon suddenly asked with interest:
"Dr. Amrin is trying to build a new local area network, and he joked with me that it might not be long before we have smartphones working again in Georgia."
"Mr. President, Mr. President, did you hear that?"
As for those mutant rats and large mutant crabs, although each of them looked very crazy, their fighting power was not even as good as that of wild boars, and they were quickly locked up in cages.
Before he could hold it steady, Constantine's annoying voice came from the satellite phone.
After saying that, he quickly took a step forward and smashed the bearded, white-skinned middle-aged man's face with the butt of his gun, knocking him to the ground with blood gushing out of his face.
This is the right place to settle down.
"As long as you have a good command of the army and arrange a rotation mechanism for them, without the soil for developing strength and power, even the smartest people can't make big waves."
"If it's not handled properly, it might lead to various conflicts and affect the progress of our base construction."
Peggy also seemed to be very interested in those special mutated zombies. After hearing the call from Leon and Constantine, she also said that she wanted to go and see them when the time comes.
Soon, a sweet female voice came from the phone.
"Those scumbags from the Shark Gang actually drove a warship to the port of Miami."
However, as soon as they expressed this idea, it was immediately denied by Leon who was monitoring them remotely.
Constantine readily agreed, and before hanging up the phone he did not forget to take credit, saying:
"It's very close to the city and the facilities are quite complete. With a little renovation, even if one or two hundred people live here, there shouldn't be any problem."
However, this method also had its faults. When facing the self-destructive zombie, the soldiers on the container only fired a few shots, and the bloated and fat zombie exploded without a care in the world.
This guy seemed to be stunned by the fighting power of the three people in front of him. The number of people on his side was obviously four times that of the other side, so how come they were all knocked down in just one or two minutes?
Jasmine didn't care about that and kicked the man hard in the face with her metal combat boots, knocking him unconscious.
Because in the past, their Skeleton Gang had robbed survivors of other forces several times.
After agreeing to Jasmine's request to accept the prisoners, Leon also gave them some suggestions on recruiting personnel.
Afterwards, Hathaway and Dr. Mefara didn't care about anything else and immediately took the research team and some guards from the research center away with the samples.
Although they were shocked for a second or two by Jasmine's ruthless shooting skills and three or four of them were shot dead by the trio, the other members of the Skeleton Party immediately understood the situation, turned over and hid in the surrounding bunkers, and began to fight back.
Leon laughed and said:
Then he raised his gun and shot another member of the Skeleton Gang in front of him.
About ten seconds passed.
Now that you have encountered it, there is no reason to give up.
As for Abraham and Chen Jingzhong.
"Abraham and Chen Jingzhong seem to have decided on a lakeside town as their target."
Jasmine, Carol, and Lao Li were walking on the road wearing sci-fi black guardian armor, trying to find a car nearby that could be used.
If the bullets hit the black metal armor plates, they would be bounced off immediately. If they were lucky enough to hit the black cloth that the armor plates could not protect, they would only cause the movements of the three people to slightly pause or deform, and would not be able to stop them from killing.
After waiting for more than ten seconds, a sweet female voice quickly responded:
"Mr. Rick, the prison closest to you is called Mansfield Public Prison, and it is 63.5 kilometers away from your current location. I have sent the prison's past information and corresponding coordinates to your private radar, and have planned the corresponding road route."
So he took out the Stinger team's specially configured satellite phone and private small radar and connected to the satellite command center.
After observing and thinking, and killing seven or eight zombies that were in the way, the two walked into the school playground and looked around. Rick looked thoughtfully at the office building, classroom building, gymnasium and cafeteria in the school, and asked:
"What do you think of choosing this school as our base?"
Instead of looking for a camp like this, it would be better to just settle down here.
"Your Excellency the President, there is a communication for you from Florida."
Jasmine also mentioned in the communication that the location of the Skeleton Party's lair is not bad. Not only is there a water source nearby, but there are also some housing and living facilities inside the stronghold. Although the wall is not very strong, it is barely sufficient.
"Rick, I think we can't just consider the threat of zombies right now. Didn't the president say that we must consider sneak attacks from human organizations like the Freemasons?"
Rick thought about it for a while and finally chose to follow Sean's idea.
This was also Rick's first time using this service. He felt a bit of admiration for Ms. Peggy, the head of the satellite command center. He didn't expect that this young girl had developed such a useful function in such a short time.
And just like that, another week passed.
Just kidding, although choosing a base on the top of a mountain may be safer, it is far away from the road, far away from the town, and running into the deep mountains and forests. It will become very difficult to find other survivors or search for supplies.
This made him feel the magic of fate. For such a big country, two forces could meet each other. It could only be said to be the arrangement of fate.
"Not for now, thank you, Miss Tina"
"Then you must take precautions in advance, lest those strongholds become out of your control after they have grown stronger."
Among the five teams, Michonne and O'Neill had the most peculiar fate. After wandering around several towns, these two brainless guys hesitated for a long time and finally chose a town as their base.
The bearded, white-skinned middle-aged man seemed to become even more proud when he heard Jasmine's young female voice. He repeatedly looked at the guardian armor and various equipment on Jasmine and the other two, and said:
"In our Skull and Bones Party's territory, everything belongs to us."
Just like watching a movie, through military satellites and cameras installed in the team members' helmets, Lyon can basically monitor all the Stinger team members in real time.
In order to prevent these special mutant zombies from getting out of control, Leon and others opened a skylight above the container, and then broke the zombies' limbs with guns, turning them into cripples with only their heads and bodies left, and finally got them out safely.
Unexpectedly, when they were collecting supplies nearby, they found that there was another group of forces in the town, including the old, the weak, women and children, who made a living by growing vegetables. Leon was also very familiar with the name of this force, called the Kingdom of God.
"We used a lot of tricks and went to great lengths this time to not only get the sample, but it was also a living sample."
"Then you better do your best and don't let the enemy take advantage of your loopholes and crack your program."
"There are five types, including the most special black-eyed zombies. We have locked them all in the thick iron container."
"Smart people's ambitions are much stronger than ordinary people's."
Ta-tata! Bang-bang-bang!
Dozens of guns were firing.
"Don't worry, Boss. How dare I not take your words to heart?"
Judging from their attire and behavior, they were probably low-level predators.
Although the prison was still dirty, messy and in a mess, based on the structure and environment that Lyon saw from the satellite map, it was indeed a good choice for a base.
"Request, location service."
This is a school located in the suburbs, called Ken Adam Private High School. Perhaps because this school adopts a closed elite education, Rick and his companions walked around and only found two exits: the front door and the back door.
However, this is not a big deal. When the time is right, he will select a group of teams from the Human Alliance base and send them to these strongholds. The number of people can be decided based on their situation. Anyway, there is still a long time in the future and they will always encounter other survivor forces.
At this point, Constantine smiled smugly.
However, considering that their numbers were small and the prisoners were difficult to control, Jasmine requested that the Human Union take the prisoners directly back to the base to avoid wasting this free labor.
She closed the office door with her heels, then walked briskly to Leon, gave the man a long hug and kiss, then happily stood up to pour coffee for her husband.
"Are you all the people who got off those helicopters?"
Sean disagreed and said:
He remembered that when he was chatting with Leon, Leon took the initiative to say that some of Sean's ideas were more in line with the survival concept of the doomsday era. In such an era, many unnecessary luxuries should be abandoned, and the only thing to consider most is to survive.
And now they are still struggling to carry the bodies of more than 1,000 zombies.
"Is there anything else I can help you with?"
......
"Hand over all your weapons and tell us what you know, or we will kill you."
"I am your loyal subordinate, Constantine."
Jasmine sighed in her heart and said nothing. She raised her gun and shot a bald black man right in front of her. The sound was transmitted to Carol and Lao Li through the intercom.
After seeing the high-tech equipment worn by Tyree and Sasha, as well as the several soldiers following them, these people quickly chose to trust the Tyree siblings.
Peggy's eyes lit up when she heard this, she sat up from Leon's arms and said:
"That's great. My major in college was artificial intelligence design. When the time comes, I will definitely design a multifunctional intelligent assistance program specifically for our Human Network."
"It seems they have taken over the city centre and are trying to establish a base there."
Leon put down his cigar, took a sip of coffee, and said lightly:
"It's not that simple. It's been two years since the apocalypse. The minds of the survivors who are still alive are no longer as pure as they were at the beginning of the apocalypse."
Unfortunately, this serum has a weak viral infection effect. Although the chance of infection is not high, there is still a certain chance that the user will be infected with the zombie virus, leading to death. Therefore, it is not suitable for large-scale promotion before this problem is solved.
"This is Advance Team 2, Stinger Team member, Rick."
First, Jasmine, Carol, and Lao Li successfully defeated the Skeleton Party of less than 100 people by using the Sting Squad's common tactics of nighttime zombie encirclement and sneak attack. After eliminating half of the looters, they also captured more than 50 prisoners.
"It's amazing that they can capture special mutant zombies alive."
"Who we are is none of your business. What do you want to do by surrounding us?"
"This is operator number 2, Tina, Mr. Rick, how can I help you?"
Perhaps the fact that they had four times as many people as the other side gave these predators some confidence. A white middle-aged man with a big beard walked out of the crowd. He pointed arrogantly at the black skull mark sprayed with paint on his leather jacket and said to Jasmine and the others:
"We are all members of the Skull and Bones Gang. This area is our gang's territory."
"We have resources and equipment, and our combat power is not comparable to those survivors. It's their luck that they can follow us."
He is worthy of being valued by the President.
However, after being disappointed, the two men immediately cheered up and made new choices.
"It just so happens that these guys have brought us transportation. We need to hide the supplies. Otherwise, more looters might come to investigate."
The two walked along the wall of the building from the front door to the back door and found no signs of damage. However, the semi-metal fence, which was more than two meters high, was not particularly strong. Although it could barely keep out the zombies, it could not prevent the invasion of ordinary survivors.
Moreover, according to the Skull and Bones prisoners, there should be other survivors in the nearby town.
"According to my spies who are embedded among them."
"Boss, you'd never guess."
Leon directly ordered people to freeze the zombie with liquid nitrogen and then locked it up with an iron chain.
Because they judged that these people did not pose much of a threat, Jasmine and the other two did not take the initiative to attack. They just raised the muzzles of their assault rifles and confronted these people.
Hathaway and Dr. Melfa are very excited about these samples. The various mature samples will, to some extent, bring unimaginable breakthroughs to the experimental progress of virus research.
After their own efforts, the five advance teams each found their stronghold location.
Paige sat in Leon's arms, followed his thoughts and asked:
In less than two minutes, of the dozen or so Skeleton Party members, only the bearded, white-skinned middle-aged man, whose skin was torn apart by Jasmine's gun butt, was left lying on the ground.
Leon leaned back on the leather sofa, admiring Peggy's graceful figure, and lit a cigar for himself before speaking:
"It should be going well."
"Boss, didn't you say you needed samples of special mutant zombies?"
He no longer cared what the two tough guys were thinking and directly sent the coordinates of the motel to their radars, asking them to settle there.
However, I saw distorted lines jumping constantly on several screens and the images froze from time to time.
Although the resort does not have stone walls, it is far away from the city and has all the necessary living facilities. People can catch fish from the river next to the resort, hunt in the forest, and collect fruits and vegetables. It can barely be considered a self-sufficient settlement.
After the two men arrived at the lakeside town, they immediately regretted their decision.
The two guys became more and more excited as they discussed, and seemed to have decided to choose a mountaintop that was easy to defend and difficult to attack as their new base.
Sean took out the alloy one-handed axe and chopped down a few zombies that were attracted by the sound of their conversation, and then continued:
"We could look to a private prison like Ms. Kevila did, or something like the CDC where we were in Atlanta."
"Rick and Sean have begun the process of taking over Mossfield Public Prison."
Peggy brought the coffee to Leon and tilted her head to think:
"Looking at it this way, it should be going smoothly. Once they have established a base, our speed of recruiting new people should be much faster."
Hearing this news, Leon's eyebrows raised slightly. He didn't expect that Constantine was so capable.
Leon calmed down and said:
"What kind of conflict can't be resolved?"
Then he turned around and said to his two teammates:
"Let's meet up with the soldiers first and take this guy back. We should be able to get some information about the surrounding area."
However, these people soon discovered that these three armored weirdos who came from nowhere not only had extremely accurate shooting skills, but the strange black armor on their bodies could even withstand bullets.
Anyway, if they meet a good guy, they will take him in, and if they meet a bad guy, they will kill him. With the strength of their Stinger Squad, ordinary survivors are basically no match for them.
It should have been a car repair shop in the past.
As long as they can find some survivors willing to work with them, they should be able to build a base in this place.
For example, you can set up recruitment slogans at intersections or hang banners on tall buildings, or you can even use conspicuous signals such as flares. As long as the meeting point is set far away from the base.
Lyon decided to give them another two days. If they had not decided on the location of the base by then, he would have to help them decide.
This way, it doesn't matter even if you meet a bad guy.
"Tyresi and Sasha have found a few local survivors, but have not yet determined the location of their stronghold."
Constantine laughed and said:
Three days later, in the satellite command center of the Human Alliance Base.
How can the base develop in this case?
Hearing Avril's words, Leon patted Peggy's slender waist, and after she stood up from him, he spoke:
"Come in, Avril."
Soon, Avril, wearing black stockings and a red suit, pushed the door open and walked in. She bowed slightly to Leon and Peggy before handing a satellite phone to Leon.
"Little clever boy, can't you think of something that I can't think of?"
At about the same time as Rick and the others, Jasmine's team near Washington was unexpectedly robbed by a predator.
He pondered for a few seconds and said:
"You did a great job. Send the coordinates to the satellite command center later. I will send two Chinook transport planes over to take over with you."
If I stay here, I will definitely meet more other forces and more familiar people in the future, such as the Alexandria Community, the Savior Army, the Hilltop Village, and maybe even some unexpected people.
"Since you are here, you must obey our arrangements."
Unexpectedly, before he could receive the good news that the advance team had completed the mission, he heard another bad news from Constantine.
Suddenly, they saw a dozen people on motorcycles and pickup trucks rushing towards them from the intersection, pointing at them with pistols, hunting rifles, shotguns and other civilian-grade weapons.
While Leon was still concentrating on watching the different experiences of the five advance teams after landing, Peggy walked in with a smile on her face.
As for the last team of Michonne and big guy O'Neal, he was even more speechless. These two guys were brainless people. Three days had passed, and they were still driving around the city.
Leon smiled and pinched Peggy's chubby little face, and said:
After determining the new destination, Rick and Sean immediately contacted the five-man team of soldiers who were guarding the supplies. After the two sides reunited, they went together to a place called Mansfield Public Prison.
"I have prepared to train a group of stronghold managers. They must be smart people with work experience and social experience. I will let them manage those strongholds outside for me."
Jasmine raised the muzzle of her assault rifle and looked at the dozen people who were quietly dispersing and seemed to want to surround the three of them. She couldn't help but reveal a mocking smile at the corner of her mouth, but her voice was emotionless as she said:
This also made everyone present feel a chill in their hearts.
As they were talking, someone knocked on Peggy's door a few times, and Avril's voice rang out from outside the door:
"Dear, how is it? Is the advance team's plan going well?"
President Leon stayed in Peggy's office, watching the various situations encountered by the Stinger Squad members through a dozen display screens on a wall.
"Only that kind of building can effectively protect us from being attacked by their forces."
Among them, Jasmine's team and the Tyreese siblings did the best. Not only did they complete the initial construction of the stronghold, they also connected with the kind-hearted local survivors and gathered some lone survivors to join their stronghold. At this time, the number of people in the stronghold had exceeded 20.
Originally, Michonne and O'Neill wanted to move to another place to re-establish their base, but were stopped by President Leon.
To be honest, he quite admired Constantine's abilities and character, but his sloppy personality was really not very likable.
Unlike their two advance teams who were struggling to find a base, Tyreece and Sasha had better luck. They followed the local survivors and came to a wanderer camp with about 20 people, both old and young.
"But Boss, the container is too big and too heavy for us to transport it. You'd better send a team of large trailers."
Two days later, the Chinook transport plane made three trips back and forth before it transported the six huge containers to the Human Rights Alliance base.
Rick had already prepared a speech in his mind, and he spoke without any pause:
"We are currently at Ken Adem Private High School in the suburbs of Marietta County. Please help us locate the nearest prison. We need to go there to gather intelligence."
Obviously, due to the lack of support from necessary signal towers, the transmission of satellite signals was far less smooth than they expected.
"By the way, the strength potion and recovery potion are so useful. Please, give us more in Florida in the future."
Sean spit out the cigarette butt from his mouth, looked around, criticized the tall trees inside and outside the campus, shook his head and said:
"The space here is too big, and the view is not particularly good, so I can't see the surrounding environment clearly."
Unlike the battle with the raiders, Rick, Sean and the five soldiers who followed them spent the past two days working like coolies in the Mansfield Public Prison, killing zombies. Relying on the cold weapons in their hands and the terrain advantage they created, the seven people killed more than 1,000 zombies in the prison.
Hathaway and Dr. Melfa have mentioned it several times since hearing about the new breed of special mutant zombies that appeared in Florida.
Because they found that for some unknown reason, the lakeside town was crowded with thousands of zombies, and compared with other towns, this town was actually nothing special. The lake was far away from them and was not suitable as a settlement for the survivors.
On the other hand, some good news came from the five advance teams.
Thinking of this, Leon opened the satellite map and searched on it for more than ten minutes. Soon, he found a motel next to a small town about ten kilometers away from the two of them. From the photo, it seemed to be quite large, with houses and walls. There was also a small farm not far from the motel.
The last type of zombie has pitch-black eyes, sharp five claws, and looks like a living person. It is also very special and has obviously higher intelligence than other zombies. In order not to harm this special and precious specimen.
"By the way, don't forget about the radioactive seaweed."
Then, with the help of local survivors, the team found a resort in the valley and used their powerful fighting power to capture the village.
Leon responded lightly and hung up the guy's phone.
The force was so great that even the container was deformed.
"Just leave one alive and kill them."
Just like that, half a month passed quickly.
Jasmine said with a smile on her face, pointing at the motorcycles and pickup trucks that the Skeleton Gang rode over.
"As for Jasmine, Carol and the others, these three guys are attacking a predator's lair, and they seem to want to use it as a base."
Rick and Abraham's teams were not lucky. They tried many methods outside but failed to find any local survivors. Now they can only leave it to fate and try their luck.
With the addition of powerful warriors like Telsi Sasha and the 20-odd wandering survivors, this team is actually easier to form than the other four teams.
"When the time comes, we will establish a promotion assessment system and transfer those who meet the requirements of ability and loyalty to our Human Alliance Base to work for us."
"The Shark Gang seems to have a new boss. That guy seems to be very powerful, with very strong intelligence capabilities. He also provided the Shark Gang with a batch of powerful equipment."
"It is said that he has taken the Shark Gang and captured several deserted islands with survivors."
"Boss, you better be careful. Once these scumbags gain a foothold, they might bring people to cause trouble for you."
This news made Leon a little puzzled. The people from the Shark Gang were really funny. Why did they abandon the safer warships and run to the shore?
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