thor from the walking dead

night

around nine o'clock

The moon is dark and the wind is high, it’s a murderous night~

A tough man squats in the woods, and a pretty girl sleeps on the signal tower~

What a poem, what a poem!

Ahem~

RV roof

Rick, wrapped in a down jacket and chewing meat, said, "Sean, have you seen the enemy?"

Sean, who was holding a night vision telescope, shook his head: "No, there's not even a bird on the road. They won't come, right?"

"Having let their guard down, they..."

Before Rick finished speaking, Carol's voice suddenly came to mind on the intercom: "A car was spotted approaching a thousand meters away. Three box trucks and two armored off-road vehicles are expected to arrive in one minute!"

"Haha~ The labor and management have been impatient for a long time, and it's finally here!" This was Moore's voice.

Rick and Sean looked at each other, and then each began to adjust their weapons and check the ammunition loading status. Even though they had checked hundreds of times during the day, they could not err on the side of caution.

Within half a minute, everyone was already in combat mode.

Carol and Andrea on the signal tower set up sniper rifles and began to take aim. Each of them aimed at the tires of an off-road vehicle.

"Countdown begins!"

"10"

"9"

"8"

"..."

"3"

"2"

"1"

Bang bang~

Two inaudible sounds of staplers sounded, and then the front tires of the two off-road vehicles that had just entered Rick's field of vision exploded almost simultaneously, and then they drifted and crashed into a telephone pole on the side of the road.

This was a signal. No need to remind them, Rick Shawn, and Moore pulled the triggers at the same time, and immediately intense crossfire poured into the three trucks.

Under such firepower, the truck couldn't resist for three seconds before exploding directly on the spot, burning the entire carriage. Among them, the zombie gift package prepared by the Governor also poured out. Unfortunately, ordinary zombies are also made of flesh and blood.

His body was unable to withstand the torrent of barrages, and he was beaten into minced meat almost as soon as he got up.

The governor and the rest of his men climbed out of the off-road vehicle that rolled over on the side of the road. When they saw the blown-up truck, they didn't stop at all and turned into the woods.

The other party was obviously prepared for an ambush, and if you stayed, you were seeking death!

Turning back and looking at the source of the barrage, the Governor did not say any hateful words and retreated with Martinez and the others.

This time he lost, but the loss was not big. The shame and humiliation tonight will be doubled in the future!

Andrea and Carol had been observing the movement of the off-road vehicle, and they also saw the Governor and his companions escaping, but the woods were obstructing them, making it impossible to carry out effective sniping.

This made them very depressed, so they began to snipe at the walking corpses that kept crawling out of the truck.

"Fortunately, it was an ambush here. If we were passively defending in the prison, these zombies would definitely be a big trouble!" Rick.

"It's a pity that the governor ran away. This guy is really bad to the core." Sean

"This is all within Mu's plan. If he doesn't run away, we have to let him run away~" Rick chuckled.

"But we clearly have the opportunity to kill him to avoid future troubles." Sean.

"The Governor must die, but not like this. He is still valuable. Tomorrow, Mu should have a meeting to tell us the next plan. Don't think too much. I just killed the 89th one, three more than you!

"Rick.

"Okay, you actually attracted my attention to kill the walking zombies secretly!" Sean.

"I'm willing to admit defeat, remember to give me a fried dough stick for breakfast tomorrow!" Rick smiled happily.

~~

December 4

Rick and the others cleaned up the battlefield overnight, and it was not until the early morning of the next day that all the walking corpses were taken to the prison incineration area for incineration.

Two armored vehicles abandoned by the Governor were also pulled back. There was no shortage of tires or anything else in the prison. After an hour or two of repairs, they had been driven into the outer parking lot with a brand new look.

All in all, the Governor's plan for a night attack last night was a complete failure. Not only were the gifts not delivered, but the car was also confiscated.

I wonder if I fed the zombies on the way back to Woodbury at night.

~

woodbury

The governor's face was so dark that it blended into the shadows of the room, "Martinez, ask Putel to send a message to the prison that I want to negotiate. The location will be an abandoned warehouse in Concord."

"Governor, we can actually..." Martinez felt that there was no need to negotiate. Although he failed last night, that was not Woodbury's real strength.

The Governor interrupted Martinez: "I have my own arrangements. They can predict that we will attack at night and make arrangements. This can prove that their leader is a smart man, and when dealing with smart people, you don't necessarily have to take action!"

"Yes, I'll make arrangements right away!" Martinez nodded and left the governor's residence without trying to dissuade him.

~

Near noon

An ordinary off-road vehicle drove toward the prison with a white flag fluttering in the wind.

Andrea spotted this strange off-road vehicle at a glance through the scope and used the intercom to report the situation.

After learning about it, Makino and Rick went to the outer gate to wait.

After a while, the off-road vehicle slowly stopped in front of them, and the muzzles of the two sniper rifles were already aimed at Putel in the driver's seat.

Putel is a young man with yellow skin, as thin as a monkey, and he looks a bit like the Ganges River.

"Who...are you...the leader here?"

"I am the person in charge. Seeing you holding the white flag, do you want to surrender?" Makino said in a cold tone.

"No no no!"

Putel explained quickly.

"That's why we're here to start a war!"

As soon as Rick pulled out his pistol, he put it to Putel's head.

"I... raise the white flag because I'm afraid you won't open fire before I get close. I'm here to bring a message. The Governor said he wants to negotiate with you. The location is an abandoned warehouse in Concord!"

Putel's body was shaking with fear, obviously he was very frightened by Rick.

Makino signaled Rick to put away his gun, then looked at Putel and said calmly: "Why should I go to negotiate? Do you want to negotiate a peace, or to discuss compensation?"

"I don't...know, I'm...just responsible for...passing the message~" Putel didn't dare to look directly into Makino's eyes and lowered his head.

"Okay, go back and tell your governor that I will be there before four o'clock in the afternoon. I hope he won't disappoint me!" After that, Makino and Rick had already turned around and walked into the door.

Putel looked at the slowly closing door and was a little dazed. He was not dead, really not dead, but didn't the Governor say these were murderous demons?

With doubts and fear, Putel started to return in his off-road vehicle.

~

woodbury

"Did he really say that?"

The Governor took a sip from the half glass of whiskey.

Putel nodded: "Yes, that's all he said and then asked me to come back."

"This guy is really interesting. I'm really looking forward to the afternoon negotiations. Martinez, go get ready. You and Shumpert can just come with me!" the Governor said.

"But isn't it too dangerous? What if they..." Martinez

"No, since you have chosen negotiation, you will not go to war easily!" The governor put the wine glass on the table and stood up to look out the window, his eyes flickering.