Time Travel: I am a Warlord in Doomsday America

Chapter 61 Hidden dangers

Rick looked at what was happening on the farm with a helpless look on his face.

He wanted to go up to find out what was going on, but when he saw the people with guns, all looking like they were in a state of emergency, Rick chose to return to his wife.

In the camp, Lori had already been awakened by the gunshots, and several teammates were standing beside her.

Carol was there too. She had left her daughter in the school's care and had come back a long time ago to help Rick and the others.

"Herschel's house is on fire? Did someone do it?"

When Carol sees Rick coming back, she always imagines the worst.

Carol supported her chin with one hand and thought for a moment, then went back into the tent and took out the pistol.

Rick looked nervous. From the conversation between Wang Zhiqiang and Hershel, he only knew that Sigma and Rogers were outsiders who entered the school and the farm to cause damage.

"The gunfight has already happened, we have to protect ourselves."

That was all Rick could suggest.

Hear the words.

T, Dale, Moraes, and Glenn all went to the RV to get their guns.

There were only a few people in the camp. In the dark night, dense gunfire could be heard from afar.

Rick suddenly felt that his team was weak and isolated from the farm and school in this situation.

It was a feeling of being isolated, and Rick's eyes became dazed for a moment.

Think about it, Zhang Qiang insisted on going it alone and even separated from Sewo. Now Zhang Qiang has united hundreds of people and built a stable community.

Rick felt that his thoughts were also changing.

The people in the team trust me and follow me, but they also need a more stable residence.

Carol and Andrea, Amy, often moved back and forth between schools and teams.

But from the fact that Carol kept Sophia in school for a long time, Rick knew that everyone needed school, a safer place, even more.

"I'm going to go find Maggie."

Glenn was holding a pistol and had a shotgun on his back. After saying something to Rick, he threw away his baseball cap and ran towards the burning house.

Rick sighed and said to Dale, "Everyone, go inside the RV. It's safer this way."

Rick turned around and followed Glenn, but Lori called out to him:

"What about you? What are you going to do? We can't help them now. They have better weapons than us! They have more people than us!

Rick, can you please just stay calm in the car? Stay with me."

Rick stopped, he didn't know why he wanted to take action.

Is it because you hate the feeling of powerlessness when you see all these situations happening but can’t do anything to help?

Turning around and seeing Lori still staring at him, Rick fell silent. He put the gun into the holster, comforted Lori, and entered the RV with everyone.

Glenn ran across the lawn and saw Maggie and her family standing by a car far away from the house. Everyone looked very depressed.

“Maggie!!”

Glenn shouted, he was excited but also relieved, fortunately Maggie and the others were fine.

“Glenn!!”

Maggie ran towards Glenn. Compared to her sister, she needed a man she could rely on, a partner, to release the sadness in her heart.

The two ran in both directions on the lawn and hugged each other tightly. As expected, Maggie burst into tears again.

At this time, she was just an ordinary woman on a country farm.

Hershel watched his eldest daughter run away, and the old man stood next to the pickup truck, sighing helplessly.

After today, they will have no place to live. Will they have to live in tents on their own land like Rick and his friends did?

As if seeing Hershel's worry, Alan pulled Hershel's big hand and said:

"We can go to school, and I can ask the principal to give us a few more apartments to live in."

Hershel gave a forced smile and just patted Alan's head.

Amid the sound of gunfire surrounding the farm, people can still think about the future with peace of mind.

Under the cover of night, a few scattered zombies had walked out of the woods, bypassed the fire line, and stepped onto the lawn.

The burning house in the middle of the farm was like a huge torch, emitting light and heat.

Perhaps it is the instinctive yearning for light that is engraved in the bones of the zombies. Fire is a symbol of civilization. They were once human beings and have relied on fire since ancient times...

One by one, dark shadows raised their heads in the night, and the distorted firelight was reflected in their cloudy eyes.

Glenn was talking to Maggie, forehead to forehead, talking intimately.

The man continued to comfort the woman.

A low roar suddenly came from behind, breaking their sweet moment.

"Roar……"

A female zombie with her upper body naked and two lumps of gray, shriveled flesh exposed on her chest looked up at the burning house and walked towards her swaying body.

"What!?"

"what!!!"

Maggie screamed and hugged Glenn tightly.

The female zombie's brown hair was tangled and covered in dirt. When she heard Maggie's scream, she slowly turned her head and noticed the two vivid figures.

"Roar!!!"

The female zombie opened her mouth wide, her thin and rotten cheeks were stretched by her lower jaw, and her lips were torn apart.

It quickened its pace, moving closer to Glenn and Maggie.

Glenn's expression was panic-stricken, but he calmed down in an instant. He had taken many practical classes in school, and his ability to adjust his emotions when facing zombies was already very strong.

"Don't be afraid, Maggie. I'm here! I'll take care of it!"

Glenn gently broke free from Maggie's arm, pulled out a dagger from his waist, and slowly walked towards the female zombie.

When he arrived in front of the female zombie, Glenn realized that he was too close and the smell of decay on the zombie was too strong.

He slowly retreated as the female zombie approached, seizing the opportunity and accurately stabbed the side of the female zombie's head with the dagger.

The rotten and old skull was directly pierced by the tip of the knife. Glenn pulled out the dagger swiftly and brought out the blood plasma in the female zombie's skull.

"Glenn!! There's more to come!!"

Maggie suddenly screamed...

Among the scattered zombies that walked into the farm, a figure that looked slightly normal was standing in the darkness and watching.

This is a Whisperer.

After Hera ordered her men to disperse the zombies, some Whisperers and zombies sneaked into the farm.

Now, with the extremely low zombie density, the Whisperer's sense of security has dropped significantly.

"Hoo...uh...hoo..."

Passing by a warehouse on the farm, the Whisperer considered hiding there, as he was worried about being discovered by the armed soldiers.

"what sound?!"

The Whisperer suddenly heard the low and rising roar of corpses in the warehouse.

Could it be that...? !

The Whisperer was suddenly overjoyed. These people on the farm actually raised zombies? !

This bunch of idiots!!

Hershel would never have imagined that his relatives and friends, transformed into a group of zombies, would become a huge crisis for his family tonight!

About the charnel house where the Green family keeps zombies.

Wang Zhiqiang once reported this to Zhang Qiang, but because Zhang Qiang and Herschel had discussed mission theory and they were very interested in it, he respected Herschel's wishes and let the old man handle it slowly.

Zhang Qiang thought that these things could not pose any threat to the workers who were under armed protection.

There was no need to come into conflict with Hershel over this.

The trajectory of all developments is very different from the original drama.

If Sean hadn't forced the corpse house open and asked everyone to clean them up, the zombies would still be staying inside safely...

"Come out! My flock!!"

The Whisperer found a rusty shovel under the haystack outside the charnel house. He swung the sharp edge of the shovel and smashed the padlock on the door of the charnel house frantically.

Clang!!

As the iron padlock made a sound of metallic collision, the lonely iron padlock finally broke.

Upon seeing this, the Whisperer immediately untied the iron chain wrapped around the door.

"Roar!!!"

The sound of smashing the door made the group of zombies restless and they pushed the door open and rushed out.

The decayed figures ignored the Whisperers standing in their way and walked towards the house that was still burning.

There...are their beloved families.

Burning on the lawn outside the house.

With Maggie's tip, Glenn spotted more swaying figures in the darkness.

There are not many of them, and they are scattered far apart.

But Glenn still took Maggie away from them. He took Maggie to the side of the vehicle and said to Hershel urgently:

"Mr. Hershel, there are more zombies coming this way!! Get in the car and get out of here!! Go to school!"

Hershel had already seen the figures emerging from the edge of darkness under the light of the fire. He snorted coldly and showed disdain for Glenn's words about leaving.

"There are no softies in the Green family, young man. You can't protect anyone!"

In every way, Hershel didn't want to leave the farm.

The zombie horde that attacked the farm in the original series was even larger in scale, but Hershel stood unshakably under the house, continuing to shoot with his gun loaded with shotgun shells.

There are soldiers protecting the periphery now. Do you think the old man can escape with just a few zombies?

Hershel was already filled with rage, and had no place to vent it.

Facing the "strangers" walking out of the darkness, the old man extended his hand to Glenn.

"You want it?"

"Give me the shotgun behind you!!"

Hershel took the pump-action shotgun that Glenn was carrying. When he saw zombies walking towards the burning house, he immediately pulled the handguard of the gun and approached the zombies.

card!

"Stay away!! My house!!"

boom! ! !

There was a flash of fire from the shotgun muzzle, and a large number of steel balls were sprayed towards the zombie, creating a huge gap in the flesh between the zombie's jaw and neck.

As a farmer in the United States, if he doesn't know how to use a gun, or is not good at it, he would be unworthy of his identity.

Under the burning house, flames flickered. Hershel, like a Terminator, faced more and more zombies approaching in the darkness, and pulled the handguard faster to fire.

Under the old man's experienced arms, the recoil of the gun was like a wild beast that was trained to be obedient, and it dared not raise its head or show its fangs and claws.

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! !

The shotgun fired wildly, and the interval between Hershel pulling the handguard and firing each time was no more than a second.

One by one, the zombies that came out of the darkness and approached the house first had their chests and necks smashed by Hershel. A large amount of rotten flesh broke into pieces and fell on the lawn.

Although the accuracy of headshots was slightly lower, the cervical vertebrae were damaged, and the heads and bodies of these zombies were only connected by a little flesh. They all fell to the ground, letting out weak growls.

Glenn was stunned. His future father-in-law was so tough that he was beyond his imagination. He took out the ammunition from his waist bag and respectfully came to Hershel to hand it to him.

Hershel took the two bullets and loaded the shotgun skillfully. He stacked the two bullets in a row in his hand, pressed them against the magazine, and delivered the bullets directly and smoothly.

While Hershel was reloading, Alan took out the silenced pistol hidden behind him.

Before, she was the last one to come out of the house because she was delayed looking for this thing.

"Dad! Let me help you!"

Alan screamed, raised the M9 pistol, which was huge compared to her palms, with both hands, aimed at the zombies that noticed Hershel, and opened fire.

sudden! sudden! sudden!

Three shots were fired at a slightly long interval. Alan had no experience in night shooting, but fortunately she aimed carefully and still shot the heads of three zombies.

"Good boy!"

Hershel didn't care about the child and secretly brought the gun home.

Now he just wants to defend the last dignity of the burning old house with his family.

"Well done, Alan! You are worthy of being a good boy of our Green family!!"

Hershel continued to shoot, but tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.

The old house that was in flames was already making creaking sounds as the wood could not bear the weight.

Burning carbonizes the load-bearing wood and makes it brittle.

Squeak...Boom!!!

The old house of the Green family finally let out its last groan.

In the sea of ​​fire, the house collapsed, turned into ruins and fell into the sea of ​​fire.

The heavy object fell, and a large amount of heat waves and sparks came out of the sea of ​​fire. Hershel was protected by Glenn beside him and stopped shooting for a while.

"Phew...thank you, kid."

Hershel said to Glenn.

Now, he's calmed down a bit.

"Let's go... to school first..."

Hershel turned around and spoke to the relatives and friends near the vehicle.

"No! Patricia! Get out of the way!!"

Hershel suddenly raised his gun, his eyes widened, as if he had seen something terrible.

Behind the car where Patricia and her husband Otis were standing, a female zombie suddenly appeared from the darkness, her shoulders swaying with one high and one low, and she turned her head and spotted Patricia.

The face of the female zombie was very familiar to Hershel. It was his second wife, Beth's biological mother!

“Hoooooo!!!”

The wife, who had turned into a zombie, screamed and grabbed Patricia's shoulders.

Hershel's index finger was frozen on the trigger.

Whether it was shooting at his "sick wife" or worrying about missing the target and accidentally shooting Patricia.

The old man has now come up with a lot of excuses to prevent himself from pulling the damn trigger!

sudden!!

There was a dull sound from the silencer, and Alan raised his pistol and shot the zombie in the head.

A brilliant blood flower exploded between the female zombie's eyebrows. The 9mm bullet did not blow its head apart, so the corpse was left intact.

"what!!!"

"Do not!!!"

The scream came from Patricia, who realized it later, and the voice of despair came from Beth, who saw with her own eyes that Alan "shot" her mother.

"Fuck! Get in the car!"

Otis hugged Patricia, opened the car door and pushed his wife in roughly. He saw a group of swaying zombies appear behind the car! !

Many of them are familiar faces!!

There were the zombies he had captured from outside a few months ago, as well as Hershel and his own family and friends!!

"Roar!!"

A zombie reached out and grabbed Otis's fat back. After Otis closed the car door outside, he turned around and punched the zombie in the face, causing the zombie's rotten nose to collapse.

"Get away!!"

Otis will not show mercy to his old acquaintances.

If he had a gun, he would have pulled the trigger at these zombies that threatened his wife.

Pushing away the zombies that were entangled with him, Otis shouted to Hershel who was still in a daze:

"Herschel! Don't be a fucking idiot! They're already dead!! Dead!! We should have put them to rest long ago!!"