mtl008 Chapter 218 The Salvation Army
Chapter 218 The Salvation Army
Yesterday's conversation was equivalent to uniting everyone. Alan was very concerned about contacting the Destiny Front.
Having a fixed way to communicate with the headquarters is of much greater strategic value than driving back to Atlanta one trip at a time.
A new day, at the community gate.
Abraham stood under the military truck, looking behind Alan in confusion. He confirmed again and again: "Is this the teammate you are looking for?"
Three boys who looked to be about twelve or thirteen years old stood behind Alan. The freckles on their faces hadn't even faded. How could such young children follow him outside?
Eric has no freckles on his face because he is Chinese.
"We are all outstanding graduates of the Destiny Front. Who do you look down on?"
Alan said impatiently. She was already irritated by Abraham's continued suspicious expression.
"Can I really be like you?"
Abraham curled his lips to express his disbelief. It was enough to have one child as scary as Alan in this world. If there were more, his worldview would collapse again.
Oh, the last collapse and the collapse before that both had something to do with Eugene.
"Yes, let's go! We are all ready, let's finish it quickly and try to come back to cook dinner in the evening!"
Alan waved his hand impatiently, and Abraham slowly climbed into the cab, with Rosita laughing secretly beside him.
Alan and the other three climbed onto the back of the military truck and sat down behind the front of the truck. A few seconds later, the engine of the military truck started and the group set off to the outside world.
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In the town of Dumfries, a huge convoy surrounded the central supermarket.
At the unloading area at the back door of the supermarket, a group of wolves with Ws engraved on their foreheads were kneeling on the ground, and dozens of Saviors holding automatic rifles were looking at them teasingly.
Negan, blowing his signature whistle, played with Lucille as he walked in front of each wolf tribe member. He swung the baseball bat and smashed them down without hesitation. The heads shattered in front of him and turned into a mass of pulp.
Perhaps because he was tired, Negan stopped to take a breath, took Lucille and wiped the blood and flesh on a wolf.
"Has anyone admitted it now?"
Negan grinned, his eyes sweeping over the kneeling wolves.
If another search team hadn't gone missing, he would never have discovered this group of insects.
The kneeling wolves were frightened by Nigan, who killed several people while chatting and laughing. Dozens of wolves knelt on the ground, their bodies shaking uncontrollably.
"We really don't know! We haven't caused any trouble to you! Unless...you are..."
"Unless what?!"
A wolf suddenly looked up and talked to Negan, who was very curious about it.
“Are you from the Southwest Community?”
The wolf tribe raised his hands and asked tremblingly.
Seeing this, Negan's smile widened, and he said to the Saviors around him:
"Wow! Look what he said. A strange community? We just found out about it."
Negan's eyes swept across the many Saviors. People didn't dare to look at him and lowered their heads silently.
Everyone knows that although Negan is smiling on the surface, his inner anger has already swelled to the extreme, otherwise he would not have killed several people in a row right at the start.
"My question. I will ask the search team to pay attention to the details next time."
Laura, who had a barcode tattoo on her neck, walked up to Negan and said.
Laura was a companion Negan met after the disaster. Her stepfather continued to help Negan. Even Lucille was given to Negan by Laura for self-defense.
The two have a long story and a bond, so Negan rarely gets angry with Laura.
“Back off!!!”
Negan suddenly turned around and pointed his bat at Laura who was approaching. His voice rose and the expression on his face instantly became extremely cold.
Laura raised her hands and honestly moved away from Negan. She knew she couldn't convince him.
After returning to the Sanctuary, everyone in the search team will be punished, but I don't know how Negan will clean up this team with so many loopholes.
"There will be no dinner for you when you go back."
Negan's smile suddenly reappeared, and his Lucille pointed at the Saviors around him, and in the end only gave them a painless punishment.
Negan looked at the wolves kneeling on the ground. He made a sincere expression and said, "So it really wasn't you who did it, right?"
"We don't have..."
The wolf who was talking to Negan lowered his head and his voice was weak and soft.
"Look up, look me in the eyes, and repeat what you just said, okay?"
Negan used Lucille, which was covered with human brain fragments, to prop up the kneeling wolf's chin, and their faces were close to each other.
The iron spikes on Lucille pierced the man's skin. Although it was a bit painful, in order to survive, he raised his head and spoke word by word:
"We didn't, it wasn't us."
Negan took Lucille away with a smile and patted the man's face.
"Very good, I believe you."
"From now on, you will hand over half of everything you earn every week! I'll send someone to count it! Don't try to be cunning, okay, ladies and gentlemen?"
Negan stood up and shouted loudly to the wolves.
Seeing that no one responded to him, and there were only cowards trembling with their heads down, Negan said it was boring and waved his hand to take all the Saviors away.
The central supermarket was in a mess. The wolves had lost all their guns. Several corpses with broken heads were lying on the ground. For a moment, no one dared to stand up.
"We can't go on like this, we have to find the prophet...the prophet..."
Among the kneeling crowd, one person suddenly stood up, his face no longer numb.
The arrival of the Savior Army made the wolf tribe taste fear again, and also regained their long-lost humanity.
"Yes...the prophet...the prophet will lead us to redeem this group of lost people."
Another voice emerged from the crowd.
"The Prophet! The Prophet! Kill! Kill them!"
"prophet!!"
More and more people stood up and called for the prophet they were talking about. The fear and numbness on people's faces were gone, and were replaced by fanaticism.
The man who had just knelt down and talked to Negan looked at his companions around him with a blank face. In order for everyone to survive, he was willing to be the leader in front of Negan, but now people wanted to do something...
Everyone still wants to do the same thing as before! Kill anyone they see! Just like... the man with the baseball bat did just now.
The wolf companions who he could completely trust in the past were now cheering and dancing, but their postures gradually became distorted in the man's eyes.
He looked at these familiar faces, and felt more and more strange... and fearful...