The Walking Dead: Rebuild

Chapter 29 Rick
June 6, Atlanta, Kings County.

After two weeks, Lyon returned to this town again.

But last time, he went to Atlanta alone, and this time, he returned here with his team.

"Boss, where should we start searching first?"

Maul carried a machete in his right hand and a shield in his left hand. The thick black bear armor on his body made him look unusually strong despite his burly body.

Behind him, nine combat team members formed three teams, chatting and observing the movements in nearby buildings.

This time he brought a lot of people. In addition to 10 combatants, there were also 5 drivers and 5 heavy-duty trucks with a cargo capacity of more than 20 tons.

Since you have come to save Rick, let's simply search for important supplies in King County.

"Go to the hospital first. That's where I used to work. The medical equipment and supplies inside are quite complete."

"Okay boss, we'll follow you."

Leon drove a pair of modified military heavy-duty jeeps and led his own convoy, not directly through the center of the town, but from the outside of the town to the county hospital.

Along the way, he encountered more than a dozen zombies wandering on the road, and he used his modified heavy-duty jeep to crush them mercilessly.

When there is no advantage in numbers, a single zombie is no different from an ordinary rag doll when faced with a large vehicle.

After driving for about 10 minutes, the convoy arrived at the County Hospital, which is a large four-story building with front and rear yards. In addition to hundreds of corpses neatly placed on the ground and the smoke-stained exterior walls, it resembles the memory of Lyon. There is not much difference in .

Leon held a long-edged machete in one hand and walked at the front of the team, leading everyone in through the glass front entrance of the hospital.

"Form a defensive formation and clear out all the zombies inside."

"As ordered, boss."

After receiving the order, Moore made a few gestures to his soldiers. The soldiers formed a group of three, with Daryl, Aji, and T as the fulcrum, one shield and two spears, and began to advance from three directions, clearing everything. Saw zombies.

Team leader Moore is holding an assault rifle and standing behind Leon. He can protect the boss and support other teams at any time.

Ten minutes later, everyone gathered around Leon again, with a bit of embarrassment on their faces.

They searched with great fanfare, but in the end they only found two or three zombies on the first floor, and there were also some corpses whose heads had been shot by bullets, most likely wandering over from the streets outside.

Leon recalled it and came up with a guess. He remembered that when Sean last came to see Rick, the American soldiers massacred the entire hospital. Anyone infected with the virus was ruthlessly shot.

Maybe at that time, all the zombies in the hospital were eliminated.

He didn't say anything to explain, but continued to issue orders.

"Go upstairs and clear the second floor."

An hour later, the first, second and third floors of the county hospital were all cleaned up by the soldiers of the Umbrella Company. The number of zombies was not large, and the total number did not exceed 20.

When Leon led his soldiers to the fourth floor of the top floor, a chain lock blocked their way.

Moore scratched his chin and said somewhat depressedly.

"The fourth floor is locked, boss."

"Are you going to knock it away?"

Leon looked at Moll with a look that looked like a fool, and said:
"Is that even a question?"

With that, he took a shotgun from the back of one of his men.

"Forget it, you all get out of the way."

Pointing the muzzle of the gun at the iron lock, Leon waited for all his men to avoid it before pulling the trigger.Bang!
A loud bang echoed in the corridor, filled with the smell of gunpowder and gunpowder. The lock broke and flew away, knocking a huge hole in the wooden door.

As soon as Leon opened the door, he saw an old woman wearing a nurse's cap, with disheveled hair and a haggard face peeking out of a door frame not far from the corridor.

Her eyes were complicated and her expression was blank. The two emotions of fear and expectation were mixed together, making her usually serious and responsible face look a little distorted.

Leon frowned slightly, he knew the old woman in front of him.

"Mrs. Moretia?"

The old woman was in a daze for more than ten seconds, staring blankly at Leon and the soldiers behind him, her voice hoarse as if being rubbed with sandpaper.

"Dr. Lyoncastle, is that you?"

Leon nodded, and looked around in surprise. The fourth floor of the hospital is the inpatient ward, which is responsible for receiving those seriously ill patients. Mrs. Moriarty is the head nurse in the hospital, and she is over 50 years old this year.

It is hard to imagine that such an elderly man has lived here for more than a month.

"Is it me, Mrs. Moriarty, alone here?"

"How did you survive alone?"

The old lady seemed to accept the reality. She breathed a sigh of relief, the panic on her face slowly disappeared, and she walked from the ward to the corridor.

Her face was pale, the nurse's uniform looked a bit sloppy, and she felt like a refugee who lacked food and clothing.

"There were a lot of monsters like that near my house. I didn't dare to stay there alone, so I went back to the hospital."

"After the army left, there were a lot fewer people here, and some seriously ill patients were left unattended."

"I collected the fruit baskets and gifts in the ward to use as food, while taking care of the patients who were still alive, and that's how I stayed until now."

Having said this, the old lady showed a bitter smile on her face.

"However, all the food has been eaten. I have been hungry for several days and am planning to go out to find some supplies."

Leon nodded without changing his face, walked to the old lady, took out some high-energy chocolate jerk candies from his pocket and handed them to the old lady, and said:
"It's all right, Mrs. Moriarty, you can go back with us, we have a safe shelter to accept all kind survivors."

"By the way, which patients are still alive? Can they still move?"

The old lady nodded gratefully to Leon and reached out to take the food. She was very reserved and did not eat it immediately. She thought for a while and said.

"I found that some patients would turn into monsters after death, so I locked them in the ward. There were no special drugs and they only relied on nutritional drips. Now there are only four people left alive. You may still remember them."

"Ms. Kevera suffered a car accident and suffered a broken body, Mr. Hongke became a vegetative state and has not yet awakened, Mr. Rick fell into a coma due to a gunshot wound, and Mr. Claude became an idiot due to brain damage in the fight."

They are all disabled people who can't move or run away, that's right, but who can still stay here if they can move.

Hearing that Rick had not changed and was still alive, Leon felt relieved. He patted the old lady on the shoulder and said:

"Don't be sad, Mrs. Morreati, things are already like this and we can't change it."

"We are going to transport the medical equipment and supplies from the hospital. Can you lead my subordinates to pick out the valuable equipment?"

The old lady stared at the fully armed strong men behind Leon for a few times, nodded, and said:
"Okay, Dr. Custer, what medicines and equipment do you need?"

Leon said matter-of-factly:
"As long as it is valuable, we will transport it away. We drove several heavy-duty trucks here this time. If you can't finish the shipment in one trip, you can transport it again."

"You take them to the pharmacy to transport the medicines first, and I'll go see the patients. In an hour, let's have lunch together."

(End of this chapter)