The Walking Dead: Rebuild

Chapter 69 Thoughts
At dusk, Martin and Gale quietly returned to Woodbury and told Governor Philip everything they saw.

Phillip held a glass of red wine and listened to the report of his two men, with a suspicious look on his face.

"Seventy soldiers wearing the same standard equipment are not the army, but they have helicopters, tanks, and military trucks. They each have a submachine gun. They are very disciplined and patrolled."

He looked at his two men, who were obviously not very smart, and seriously suspected that these two guys were working together to lie to him.

Unlike soldiers, how can they afford dozens or hundreds of thugs with the same equipment? Helicopters and tanks are not something ordinary people can drive.

Although Phillip was suspicious by nature, he knew in his heart that Martin and Gale had no reason to deceive him.

According to his logic, if the other party is really that powerful and they discover Woodbury, the survivors here will most likely face a looting or massacre.

Thinking of this, Governor Philip felt a little nervous, he pursed his lips and asked:

"You were not discovered during your investigation, right?"

"Those guys don't look like good people. If they are discovered, the whole of Woodbury may be in danger."

Martin also looked solemn and thought for a moment, then shook his head and said:
"Probably not, Governor."

"We were very careful in our reconnaissance. We kept hiding in the woods and only used telescopes to observe from a distance of 1 kilometer."

"There was no movement during the whole process, and no action was noticed on the other side."

Phillip quietly breathed a sigh of relief, but soon, a trace of anger rose in his heart.

It is obvious that people like him are the strong ones in the last days, but now, they actually have to live in fear of others.

Governor Philip gritted his teeth and stared hard at Martin and Gale.

"Their camp is so close to us, it will definitely be a threat in the future."

"To protect our people, this threat must be eliminated."

"Go and check out the zombie trap. Dig more holes and catch more zombies."

"Think again, is there any good way to attract more zombies?"

"We are no match for them in terms of numbers and weapons. We can only use those monsters to deal with them."

“Remember, this is not for ourselves, but for all the good, kind people of Woodbury.”

After a busy afternoon at the prison, the combat team and employees from the logistics department checked all corners of the prison and used the existing materials at hand to reinforce many potentially dangerous places.

Of course, this is just the initial transformation. In the days to come, more and more materials and labor will be transported from the Umbrella Base to carry out more professional transformation of this prison.

This place is located in Tennessee, close to the middle of America. It has forests, water sources, and a lot of land that can grow crops. The location is also very private, and it is also quite convenient from the interstate highway.

If it develops slowly, this place will become a bridgehead for umbrella companies to enter the central region.

As boss, Lyon rightfully occupies one of the prison's most spacious rooms, which used to be the warden's office and lounge.

As a leader who pays attention to enjoyment, at night, Leon did not have dinner with other members.

In his makeshift lounge, Kevera, wearing a sexy nightgown, reluctantly brought him a large steak and an ice-cold drink.

Outside the room, the diesel generator was still humming. Inside the room, Leon stared at the map of America on the laptop screen, feeling a little dazed.

The red-haired girl took off her pajamas, put them on his shoulders, and asked:
"What are you thinking about?"

Her bright eyes were full of charm, with a mocking and teasing smile on her lips, and her slender white fingers were gently tracing on the map.

"Are you still dreaming about your dream of being a king?"

Leon glanced at the girl lightly, with a vague smile on his face, and asked:
"Why, can't I be the king?"

"You, don't you want to be a princess?"

Kevila pressed her slender fingers on Leon's strong chest and gently scratched, then stretched out her small and moist tongue, slowly licking the man's ear.

She smiled sweetly and said, "Why can't I become the queen?"

As she spoke, the smile on the girl's face shrank slightly.

"It's too early, Leon."

"You still lack the most important factor to become a king. You have not become an indispensable person."

"There is neither a so-called noble and sacred blood nor a name granted by God. As long as I kill you, anyone can take your place."

She used her slender fingers to draw circles on Leon's chest.

"Although everyone now trusts you, respects you, and obeys you, this relationship is actually not strong. As long as you encounter failure, your prestige is hit, and as long as you infringe on their interests, these people will abandon you. Hates you and even wants to kill you.”

She leaned against Leon's ear and whispered softly.

"My king, I want everyone to obey you."

"What you need most is authority that no one dares to resist. Order has collapsed, and maintaining an army is the most powerful force."

“Let your people look up to you and your enemies fear you.”

"This is a road full of blood and death, my king, you need more power."

As expected of a rich girl who has received an elite education, Kevela's voice is full of allure.

Leon was a little excited after hearing this. He pulled the girl in front of him and pressed her delicate and charming face under the table.

The voice was hoarse and tough.

"You're right, girl."

"We still have a long way to go."

"But tonight, you must serve your king well."

Kevila looked up at Leon's eyes burning with desire, and rolled his eyes in reproach.

Late at night, the two of them were lying on a high-end silk quilt. Kewela lay on Leon's chest tiredly and asked softly:
"What are you going to do with the camp over at Woodbury?"

"Didn't Peggy say that they sent people over again to investigate?"

"If we don't deal with them for too long, I'm afraid something will happen and cause us trouble."

Facing this smart girl, he expressed his concerns.

"Although the population of Woodbury is not large, the boss there is called the Governor. He is a smart and fierce madman."

"If we attack there forcefully, under the leadership of that madman, it will inevitably cause a full-scale war, and we may only get a bunch of corpses in the end."

"You know, there are fewer and fewer survivors now, and the survivors in Woodbury are innocent ordinary people."

"I don't want to cause too much carnage if I can help it."

Kevira held down the offending palm on his body, looked at Leon strangely, and said:

"Since it's just the governor who's causing you trouble, why not just hide him and deal with him."

"Assassinate him and make it look like he was killed by looters, and then we'll accept the ordinary survivors."

A charming smile appeared on the girl's face, she glanced at Leon, said with a chuckle:

"Are you pretending to be confused, or are you really confused?"

"If you want to become a king, you have to use various means. You can't succeed just by using aboveboard methods."

(End of this chapter)