The Walking Dead: Rebuild

Chapter 30 The Gun Shop
After observing a circle of existing patients, he selectively gave up on the two patients with cerebral palsy and vegetative state. Such patients could not survive in this world.

According to this logic, Rick, who had been unconscious in the hospital bed for a month and a half, should actually be dealt with this way, but Leon knew that he was one of the protagonists of this world and would wake up soon.

Moreover, someone will pay for the supplies he wasted.

The last one, Miss Kevela, surprised him. He didn't expect that this woman was still in the hospital.

He pushed aside the wards in Kewela. A woman with long, fiery red hair was lying on the hospital bed. She was wearing a blue hospital gown, with a quilt covering her chest, and thick bandages on her limbs. She was covered by 4 people on the hospital bed. A metal pillar was propped up, like an overturned turtle.

Hearing the movement of the door, she turned her head and saw Leon coming in. On her beautiful face, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and she said with a hint of disappointment in her tone:

"It turned out to be you, Doctor Custer. When I heard the gunfire, I thought it was someone from the rescue team coming."

Leon looked at her pretty face that had lost a lot of weight due to hunger, and shook his head with regret.

In his memory, this girl seemed to be only in her 20s. She was a rich second generation who loved all kinds of extreme sports, drag racing, hunting, mountain climbing, and wilderness survival.

A few days before the disaster, she and another group of underground racers were racing. As a result, the sports car broke down and the multi-million-dollar sports car fell into scrap metal. The girl was lucky and survived, but her limbs were severely fractured.

The original owner, Dr. Lyon, was her attending doctor. The two had chatted several times and were somewhat familiar with each other. He thought that Keveira had been transferred to another hospital.

When this girl first entered the hospital, she was accompanied by two bodyguards and two professional caregivers. At first glance, she did not look like the kind of person who would stay in a county hospital.

Later, something happened to Leon's parents, and he never came to the hospital again.

It seems that disaster comes too quickly, and even rich people can only follow the trend.

Leon approached Kevira, checked her recovery status, and said:

"There is no rescue team, no government, no army. Just like the apocalyptic games you young people have played, zombies have destroyed all order, and now the only ones left are survivors struggling to survive."

After a general inspection, he looked at the girl's calm eyes and continued:

"Your limb fractures have occurred repeatedly. Because of long-term lack of nutrition, it will take at least 2 to 3 months to recover, and it is under the condition of sufficient supplies."

"In today's world, most people have no fixed place to live and cannot protect themselves. No one will take in a waste that requires others to take care of it for several months and needs help from others to even move it."

"What do you want to say, Miss Kevill?"

The girl was silent for nearly a minute, then looked up into Leon's eyes. There was neither panic nor pleading in her sky-blue eyes, but she said in a very determined voice:
"Mr. Custer, you should save me. I am a very talented person and my value is higher than that of 10 ordinary people."

"I'm a hunting master, with good marksmanship, good at concealment, proficient in all kinds of traps and firearms, and also learned free combat. If my body is intact, my combat effectiveness is no worse than those of special forces."

"Besides, you must be in short supply of firearms. As a firearms enthusiast, I have been to many gun shops and know the locations of many gun shops. I also know some black shops that illegally modify guns. There is one nearby."

Leon couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard that the girl knew the locations of many gun shops. Kevera noticed the change in his expression, and couldn't help but put a smile on his lips, and continued:

"As a child of a wealthy family, I can drive a cruise ship and a private jet, and my drag racing skills are no worse than those of professional drivers."

"Besides, I'm very beautiful, aren't I?" "If your abilities can be recognized by me, I don't mind becoming your partner. In the doomsday world, it is also very safe to find a doctor as your partner. thing, isn't it?"

After the girl finished speaking, she pursed her lips and stared at Leon closely with her sparkling sky-blue eyes.

"If you can save me, Dr. Custer, no matter what happens, I will never be the first to betray you."

After hearing the first point, Leon decided to take in the girl. He looked back at the girl with his deep green swirling eyes, his mouth curved, and his voice was low and mellow.

"Then, I'm looking forward to your future performance, girl."

A few minutes later, Leon carried Kevela across his arms to the lobby on the first floor of the hospital. After a brief introduction, he carried her to a wheelchair.

After everyone enjoyed the sumptuous lunch brought from the base, Leon issued new instructions. He would take Daryl's team with him to search a nearby gun shop five kilometers away, while the other seven people continued here. Moving hospital supplies.

At dusk, he would meet them with the looted supplies.

Of course, the employees did not dare to have any objections to the boss's order and nodded in agreement.

After telling Old Moore to pay attention to everyone's safety, he drove his modified heavy-duty jeep, with Kevella sitting in the passenger seat, and took a heavy-duty truck with him to the location provided by the girl.

The gun shop provided by Kewela is about 8 kilometers away from the center of King County Town. It is a relatively desolate area of ​​the town. There are no small shops nearby. There is only a small chain supermarket and some ordinary houses nearby.

When Lyon and others' car arrived, the situation there was not good. The door of the gun store was locked, and there were fifty or sixty zombies wandering on the road in front of the door. There was also a wave of forty or fifty zombies near the small supermarket not far away. A swarm of zombies.

As long as their actions make a little noise, it is likely to trigger a siege of more than 100 zombies at once.

There are a total of 4 combatants here, plus one disabled person, and there are no heavy weapons. Once surrounded by a huge group of zombies, no one will be spared.

At this time, Leon didn't dare to act like a hero. If he rushed forward with his strength, he would probably kill a dozen of them, and then he would be crushed down by dozens of zombies and torn into pieces bit by bit.

Leon's thoughts were racing. Since he couldn't fight hard, he could only lure the enemy away. He thought of several plans, but they were rejected because they were not safe enough.

At this time, Daryl walked up to him and said:
"Boss, I saw a few big speakers in the supermarket. How about you let me disguise myself and use the big speakers inside to lure these zombies away. How about you hurry up and search for the firearms in the gun store?"

Leon turned his head and saw Daryl's firm and fearless eyes. He thought for more than ten seconds and said:
"Yes, but after you enter the supermarket, don't be in a hurry to get the speakers, first find the back door of the supermarket, confirm a way out, and then act."

"After we move the supplies, we will wait for you in the car. If you are in danger, just contact us by radio."

He patted Daryl on the shoulder and said:

"Don't be reckless. Proceed carefully. We have confirmed the location of the gun store. We can pick it up at any time. Your safety is the most important thing."

Daryl nodded and said:
"Okay, boss, I will pay attention to safety."

(End of this chapter)