I Come To Change the World of Walking Dead

"Quick, run faster!"

After hearing the gunshots, the Mortes ran back desperately, and the supplies they had collected were casually placed on the roadside.

It only took a few minutes to cover half of the three-block distance. By the time they reached the temporary base, seven or eight minutes had passed.

Panting, he climbed into the RV and hurried towards the direction of the gunfire.

A block is only a few hundred meters long, and three blocks are just over a kilometer long. It doesn't take long for the car to run.

The accelerator of the RV was pushed to the bottom, and it only took a minute to see a group of strangers shooting in front of them.

Moore didn't hesitate at all. These bastards must be attacking his own people. He pulled the trigger almost as soon as the opponent entered the shooting range.

The others did not fall behind. Taking advantage of the opponent's unprepared period, a large number of bullets were sprayed.

Screams were heard one after another for a while, and the people who suddenly appeared were stunned by the sudden attack. They were still at the upper hand one second, but in the next second they rushed into the alleys on both sides in panic.

Moore took a quick glance and saw that there should be no less than twenty people on the other side, all of whom had guns. However, after being shot at indiscriminately by them, only seven or eight people could still stand up.

Countless bullets collided on the street, and the chaotic scene lasted less than half a minute. The modified RV started again, knocking away the two cars in front of it in the middle of the road, and the guns on the car also fired again.

The few people who fled into the alley fell to the ground before they could run far.

"Zi... Negan, where are you?"

"can you hear?"

Moore frowned. Could it be that all of them were poisoned?

It shouldn't be.

"Go down and have a look."

As soon as he got out of the car, the intercom in his hand rang, and Alan's anxious voice came from inside.

"Moll, can you hear me?"

"Copy that, what's wrong?"

"We heard gunshots, are you okay?"

"A group of guys attacked us and were wiped out. We're fine."

Allen was relieved when he heard this, but Moore's next words made his heart lift again.

"But Negan and the others can't be contacted."

"What? Damn it."

Five minutes later, Allen finally ran over panting with a few people. Moore and the others had finished cleaning the battlefield.

At this time, Nick was standing next to the body of a burly man, looking at the familiar guy on the ground with a dark expression.

"This is the person from the supermarket before."

"supermarket?"

Moore had long forgotten who these people were. He had never had direct contact with these people, so it was normal for him not to recognize them. After hearing Nick's words, he thought about them briefly and remembered the origins of these people.

"Mor!"

Allen finally rushed over, shouted loudly from a distance, and ran over while waving.

Nick looked at the corpse on the ground with a gloomy face, suddenly thought of something, and ran towards the street in front.

Not long after, he found a body in another alley not far from here.

Seeing the familiar figure lying on the ground, Nick's eyes widened and he ran up, stretched out his hand and turned the body over.

"Caleb! Damn it!"

This man was one of the survivors who escaped from the Luciana camp with them. This time, because of Moore's request, he volunteered to go out to collect supplies. Unexpectedly, he lost his life in just half a day.

The frustrated Nick stood up and looked into the distance, and happened to see the beach not too far away from them. The scattered zombies were approaching from a distance. The scene in front of him was so similar to when they escaped from Los Angeles.

Nick, who was in a daze, didn't notice that Caleb, who was lying on the ground, slowly opened his eyes, and the deep white eyeballs that seemed to be covered with a layer of white turbidity moved a few times, and finally stopped on him.

Caleb's body shook and he stood up silently. Looking at the motionless fresh "food" here, Caleb opened his mouth and was about to pounce on it.

"Hey!"

boom!

The crisp sound of the gunshot frightened Nick who was out of his mind. He turned his head and saw Caleb falling to the ground.

He understood it just for a moment, and quickly turned around to look behind him.

really.

Moore was pointing his gun at him with an unhappy look on his face.

"Are you stupid? You have to remember to touch up the body. Are you a rookie?"

Moore's sarcastic words did not make Nick feel uncomfortable. Instead, he seemed to wake up and pointed at the street in the distance and said loudly.

"They probably ran this way. Caleb probably planned to stay and hold these people back, but he was unlucky and lost his life."

Seeing the anxious look on this young boy's face, Moore was not in a hurry, but took out the walkie-talkie again.

"Negan, can you hear me?"

After calling twice, the other party still had no signal at all. Now there are only two possibilities for this situation.

The first is that they encountered an unexpected incident on their way to escape.

The second is that they are in some big trouble and cannot answer the call.

Thinking of this, Moir was not in a hurry. He called everyone to come closer. After thinking for a while, he looked around.

This city is not too big, and there are no too tall buildings around, except for a building in the distance that looks like a hotel.

Pointing to a three-story building on the roadside.

"Let's go up and have a look."

Seeing that Moore didn't seem to be in a hurry, Nick was actually anxious. His girlfriend Lucy was with Negan. Now that the other party's life and death were unknown, he was naturally anxious.

Holding Moir's arm firmly, Nick almost shouted.

"Aren't you going to save people? The life and death of Lucy and your people are unknown. Are you going to give up?"

Moore didn't say anything but just exerted a little force on his arm, and the thin Nick was thrown to the ground.

"Listen, rookie, I have killed more people than you have killed walking zombies. I don't need you to teach me what to do and what not to do. All you have to do is listen to the instructions.

"As for rescuing people...what do you think I'm going to do upstairs? Count the stars?"

After saying that, he ignored Nick who looked bewildered on the ground and turned around and quickly went upstairs.

…

By the time Moore and the others arrived at the scene of the gunfight, Negan and the others had already ran two blocks away. However, when they heard the gunshots behind them becoming more and more intensive, they dared not stop and could only fight for their lives. Run forward.

Negan ran at the end of the team, and next to him was Nick's little girlfriend, Luciana.

While waving the stick to deal with the zombies surrounding him on both sides, he kept comforting Lucy.

"Don't worry. Although Moer's words are a bit harsh, he is still reliable and very strong. Your boyfriend will be fine."

Lucia looked behind her with complicated eyes, but her steps did not slow down at all. She glanced at Negan, who was very nervous. This strange man always had a strange smile on his face.

Even on the way to escape, the smile on his face did not fade at all.

Just when she was about to ask, the person in front suddenly stopped, and Lucy didn't pay attention and bumped into the back of the man in front of her.

Rubbing her sore nose, she looked forward dissatisfied. However, the next moment, she was stunned by the scene in front of her.

They stopped at an intersection, just on the other side of the corner. Countless walking corpses were rushing towards them. There were so many zombies that even the beach was crowded. As for the distance between the corpses, they were only a few meters apart. Ten meters.

It can be said that a slightly louder sound can attract the attention of the zombies, and then they will really be unable to fly.

"What should we do? This...this..."

Lucy had never seen a group of corpses of this size before. From the outbreak of the apocalypse to now, the largest group of corpses she had ever seen was hundreds.

But what is this scene in front of me?

several hundred? Thousands of them?

She glanced at Negan at a loss, but the latter's expression was slightly different from what she expected.

There was still a smile on Negan's lips. At this moment, Moore's voice came from the intercom on his waist, but he did not reply. He just reached out and turned on the intercom.

Just when everyone was anxious and about to run back, Negan finally spoke.

"These should have been attracted by the gunshots just now."

"Everyone, hurry up and check this row of buildings to see which door is still intact. There is no time to escape."

After saying that, he took the lead and rushed to a house on the roadside. As he ran, he whispered to a black man in the team.

"Franklin, you follow me."

Someone gave orders, and people were temporarily freed from the fear caused by the corpses and began to check door to door.

"Franklin, just stand here and notify us as soon as the corpses are less than 20 meters away."

Negan patted the black doctor on the shoulder, and the two nodded in agreement.

The remaining four people, one by one, began to run wildly on the street. However, as if fate was playing a trick on them, the nearest house was either locked, or the door had been destroyed long ago, and there was no time to unlock it now. , I can only bite the bullet and walk farther away.

"Thirty meters to go!"

Around the corner, Franklin stared nervously at the group of corpses, while not forgetting to remind everyone in a low voice.

The smile on Negan's face has also faded a lot. He has no time to think about anything else now. He must escape, otherwise they will become snacks once the corpse group discovers them.

Looking behind him with some worry, Negan was about to bite the bullet and give the order to go back.

The door of a house not far from them suddenly opened, and a strong brown-skinned man waved to several people anxiously.

"Come in quickly and hurry up."

At this time, Franklin had returned to Negan. The two looked at each other, and both saw a hint of vigilance in the other.

The black man tilted his head slightly, frowned and stretched out a hand to shake.

Even though he didn't say a word, Negan understood what he was trying to say.

Want to go in? There are only five of us!

The smile that had disappeared on Negan's face reappeared, and he raised the bat and waved it in front of several people.

"Get your weapons, let's go meet this guy!"