Time Travel: I am a Warlord in Doomsday America

Chapter 154 New Era 4



Chapter 154 New Era 4

Zhang Qiang looked in the direction of the sound and saw Clementine had her clothes grabbed by a zombie. The white guy was struggling to fight with the zombie for Clementine.

"..."

Even though he was annoyed, Zhang Qiang still raised his pistol and shot at the zombie that was holding Clementine. A copper bullet "whoosh" shot into the head of the zombie in front of Clementine, and black blood splashed on her face.

Zhang Qiang looked at the two people who were out of danger and waved to them, signaling them to come over quickly. The oil tanker was right next to them, and the three of them drove away from this place together.

Zhang Qiang boarded the tanker truck. The car keys were in the car. He opened the passenger door and the white guy Carl quickly carried Clementine into the car.

"Close the door, let's get out of here."

Zhang Qiang was in no mood to talk to Carl. After giving him a reminder, he started the car, knocked aside the zombies around him and drove towards the airport exit.

Boom!

The tanker truck suddenly jolted and hit quite a few zombies. Some of the zombies on the edge of the sea of ​​corpses had already flocked to the vicinity because of Carl's cry for help just now.

Zhang Qiang lit a cigarette while steering with one hand, and let out a long sigh of frustration. Karl, however, stretched out his hand respectfully and said:

"Sir, thank you for saving us. My name is Carl Gallagher and this is Clementine."

Zhang Qiang put the cigarette in his mouth, freed his hands and simply shook hands with Karl without saying anything.

"So where are we going?"

Carl looked worriedly at the large number of rotting faces outside the car window and asked at a loss.

"My territory."

Zhang Qiang exhaled a puff of smoke and said lightly.

This operation undoubtedly ended in failure. Next time, Zhang Qiang must bring enough soldiers and ammunition to attack the aviation fuel depot in the sea of ​​corpses.

"Roar!!!!!!"

The disabled zombie lord in the center of the sea of ​​corpses was still roaring. It drove the swarm of zombies to chase the pickup truck that kept honking its horn, completely unaware of the tanker truck that was leaving on the other side.

Zhang Qiang looked in the direction of the zombie lord. He suddenly had an impulse. He might as well stop the car now and fire an 84mm armor-piercing high-explosive bomb at the monster to completely eliminate this hidden danger.

But after thinking about it, Zhang Qiang decided to give up. The first shell absolutely destroyed the zombie lord's limbs and vitality. Its wounds and spine were carbonized and broken. How could it possibly heal itself to its prime?

Next time, when Zhang Qiang brings his men back to the airport, that will be the time to truly put an end to it...

The development of Savannah City came to a brief standstill, but everything in Grand Township was thriving.

The expansion of the HESCO wall has been completed by half thanks to the efforts of nearly a thousand people in the school. A large number of combat-trained workers have chosen to move out of the school and choose to live in independent houses in the town.

The apartment buildings within the school were originally inhabited by workers with families, but now are replaced by a large number of single workers. However, the huge school has become much emptier, and only the shooting range surrounded by cars can see a larger flow of people.

In the evening, at the school gate.

With one sleeve empty, More was squatting on the road smoking. Looking at the people coming and going on the road carrying luggage, More felt that life was very boring.

Having power and a life without worries about food and drink certainly made him feel satisfied, but after a long time, Moore suddenly missed the time when he and Zhang Qiang shot machine guns by the lake in the quarry.

Wild and unrestrained is the life that More likes most.

At this time, Daryl happened to return to the school with the search team. Seeing his brother squatting in a daze at the school gate, he walked over and kicked Moore in the butt.

"What are you doing, Mor?"

Moore had lost an arm and it was difficult for him to keep his balance, so Daryl's kick almost made him fall.

"Fuck! You bastard brother! You kicked me out of the market?!"

Maul staggered to his feet and slapped Daryl on the head.

Seeing that Moore was really angry, Daryl naturally did not fight back. He waved to the team members behind him to disperse and asked about Moore's situation in detail.

More is disabled, and the psychological impact of disability is immeasurable. Daryl doesn't really not care about his brother at all. He just doesn't want to make More's already fragile self-esteem even worse.

"I'll tell you something. Teacher Ghost has to report back to school tomorrow. There seems to be new developments outside."

Daryl told the news he knew, which was first-hand information that could only be obtained at high-level meetings, and few people in the school knew about it.

Telling Moore would just give him some fun in life. It's not a strategic secret anyway.

"Hey...I haven't acted with him and Master Soap for a long time."

Moore sighed, then squatted down and smoked the cigarette that was about to burn.

Daryl frowned. Moore's body no longer allowed him to go out on missions. He didn't expect that he still wanted to go out and have fun.

"We are going to Sinoa the day after tomorrow. It might be dangerous. You can keep watch with us. Do you want to come?"

Daryl thought about it and decided to find something for his brother to do, so that Moore wouldn't be too idle and cause trouble internally and make people unhappy.

"Senoa? What's wrong? Are you going to fight Rick and the others?"

When Moore heard the word "Senoa", his eyes narrowed slightly. He had already found out the truth about Rick's departure and knew where this guy had gone.

As for Rick joining the potential hostile forces, Moore no longer has the original idea of ​​letting go of the grudge with a smile. If the two sides meet again, Moore will definitely fight Rick.

"No, we found that the people of Sinoa are quite interested in a prison. We will monitor them for a few days. Kate will have to ask Zhang what to do next."

Daryl talked about today's intelligence gains.

"Prison is indeed a good place. Especially in today's world, prison is actually safer."

"Hahaha, do those weaklings in Senoa have the strength to take over the prison? That place must be full of zombies."

More calculated the situation of the prison after the disaster. Thinking that the Sinoyans, who were short of manpower and weapons, were going to attack a prison full of zombies, he laughed at them for overestimating their own capabilities.

“They have tanks.”

Daryl understood the meaning of Moore's words and poured cold water on him at the right time.

Moore: "???"

"Fuck! We don't even have tanks, how can they have this thing?"

Maul had a hard time believing that Daryl was telling the truth.

"It took us nearly half a month to figure out the situation in Sinoa Town. Don't disbelieve me! It seems that they have taken in a group of wandering soldiers."

Daryl explained.

Moore frowned. Does Sinoa Community want to emulate the school? Zhang Qiang brought back a lot of soldiers from outside, which is also the fundamental reason for the rapid development of the school.

However, the relationship between Zhang Qiang and the soldiers is obviously closer, and Zhang Qiang's true identity has always been one of Moore's curious questions.

"Why don't we send a team to kill them all, Daryl? You are still a senior executive now. Go and propose to kill those idiots in Senoa tonight!"

Maul said, looking at Daryl seriously.

Daryl shook his head and poked Moore's chest with his right index finger: "Don't forget, Zhang is the only one who has the final say in this matter. Zhang letting Rick go says it all."


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