The Walking Dead: Rebuild

Chapter 94 Troy Town

At dusk, before it got dark, the red-haired girl Kevera had already flown to the Military Academy.

She is still dressed like the vice president, with a small black suit, a hip-hugging skirt, long black stockings, and a pair of exquisite black-rimmed glasses on her face, showing a hint of charm in her seriousness.

As soon as she got off the plane, she couldn't wait to enter the work mode, and took Leon to see the survivors and prisoners together, complaining as she walked, there were too many jobs in the stronghold, and there were too few people. I wish I could break one person into two and use it.

Leon nodded with deep understanding. This was also the case when he started his business. Because there were not enough manpower, he could never do big things and could only do some side projects. However, camps outside, such as the Fire Dog Gang and Woodbury, actually Just raising people in vain, not doing any work, wasting resources in vain, not doing construction, just living and waiting to die, it is simply a waste.

Kevela was still very excited when she was busy until she went to bed at night. Leon promised that this time she would not only give her a labor force of 200 people, but also weapons and equipment for 200 people, which will be added to 500 people in the future. Including some heavy machine guns, military armored vehicles, and five helicopters.

Although she only helps her man manage the stronghold and does not belong to her property, Kevira, who was born into a wealthy family, understands the meaning of family better. The rise of every powerful family is the joint efforts of family members.

That night, the red-haired girl was extremely enthusiastic. Even Paige, who sneaked up in the middle of the night and knocked on the door tentatively, didn't mind. Under the coordination of Leon, the two girls chatted awkwardly for a few words, and then quickly got into the mood. Let the man who had only tried one-on-one combat experience the thrill of being beaten for the first time.

Early the next morning, the convoy from the prison stronghold arrived quickly.

However, after the negative distance communication yesterday, knowing that Leon was about to go to the thousand-person refugee camp in Troy County to investigate information, Kevela decided to stay a few more days and accompany Leon to see the situation there.

She called Martin and Glenn and arranged for them to take the prisoners and survivors back first, and conduct simple placement and surveillance of these people. After a few days, she would return to the stronghold herself.

After working under Kewela for nearly two months, the two of them were impressed by Kewela's ability. Coupled with the close relationship between Kewela and Leon, the two of them did not dare to have any affection for the red-haired girl. No slack at all.

The military power of the prison stronghold is basically in the hands of these two team captains. With the cooperation of Martin and Glenn, no one in the prison stronghold dares to disobey the orders of the female leader.

After the convoy from the prison stronghold left, the convoy from the base arrived quickly. It was team leader Aji who led the team. After another handover, all the more than 600 laborers obtained from the Fire Dog Gang were sent away. this area.

After a busy day, Lyon also had some emotions in his heart. It took him 10 months to gather a team of 1000 people, but now he can get 600 people in one day. It is really exciting.

Another day later, Leon brought Kevira, the Peggy siblings, and hundreds of soldiers from Moore's team to the town of Troy.

Through reconnaissance drones and their naked-eye reconnaissance, Lyon and others discovered that in this small town, which is only about 10 kilometers away from the Fort Benning military base, the number of zombies is significantly less than in other places, and there are them everywhere on the streets. The corpses of some shot zombies, and the supplies in many houses and shops had long been plundered. It was obvious that there were often human activities here.

Without other information, Leon chose to sit on the sidelines.

After waiting outside the town for two hours, the group finally noticed a group of survivors appearing in the street. There were about six people, four adults, a little girl about ten years old, and a little boy about eight or nine years old. .

Each of them was carrying a backpack. It seemed that they had just collected some supplies in the town, and then they were discovered by the zombies and began to escape.

Leon took a telescope and looked at it. Among the six people, the leader was an ordinary middle-aged black man with short hair and a slightly thin face. He held a blood-stained ax in his right hand and held the 6-year-old man in his left hand. The mixed-race girls wearing hats on the left and right ran the fastest, but he did not abandon the team members behind him, and would turn around to help them from time to time.

Behind them is a middle-aged Caucasian couple protecting the little boy and a young Caucasian girl in their 20s. They all have ordinary cold weapons in their hands, and only the Caucasian girl has a revolver in her hand.This group of people had obviously been in the last days for a while, and they were able to cope well with the zombies' pursuit and sneak attacks from time to time. They cooperated with each other and ran all the way, killing five or six zombies blocking the way.

Leon pointed at the survivors and made a gesture to Moll, who immediately smiled understandingly.

He took seven or eight of his elite soldiers and drove a military truck into the street. It only took him a minute or two to reach the group of survivors.

Under the surprised eyes of these people, they jumped out of the truck one after another. Instead of using firearms, they took out the sharp machetes on their backs and formed several simple formations. They killed more than a dozen zombies around them like chopping melons and vegetables.

After killing the zombies, Moore came to them and invited them to meet someone not far away.

Faced with these strong men wearing the most advanced military standard weapons, these few survivors were very sensible and did not choose to resist. They were half invited and half forced to be brought before Leon.

Leon has always been very kind to ordinary survivors. After all, these people will become his leeks in the future. They only need to pay a small reward to make them work hard every day. There is no reason not to take care of them.

With a kind smile, he took out some chocolates and candies from the car beside him, stuffed them into the hands of the beautiful mixed-race little girl and the little boy next to the white couple, and asked a few adults:
"I am Leon Custer. Who are you? Are you survivors living near Troy County?"

Several adults looked at the hundreds of fully armed and tough elite warriors around them. They were silent for a few seconds, and they were all a little trembling. Finally, the ordinary-looking middle-aged black man spoke:
"Mr. Custer, my name is Lee Everett, and I'm from Atlanta."

"These are my buddies, we just fled here last week and are not native to Troy County."

Leon continued to maintain his kind smile and said:

"Don't be afraid, none of us are bad people, and most of us are residents of the Atlanta neighborhood."

"I came here just to ask you about the situation of the local survivors."

He saw that the two children were a little nervous and were just holding the candies without eating them, so he took the initiative to pick up a pack of chocolates, unpacked them, broke them in half, put them in the children's hands, and touched them He touched their heads and persuaded them:
"Don't be afraid, eat quickly, uncle is a doctor, not a bad person."

Perhaps it was Leon's kindness to the children that dispelled some of their concerns, and the survivors also slightly lowered their guard.

The man in the middle-aged couple had a thick beard and he said:
"Mr. Custer, my name is Kenny. If you want to know about the local survivors in Troy County, you can go to our stronghold and have a look."

"We set up a stronghold in a motel not far from here and took in a few local survivors. Maybe they can answer your questions."

Seeing that he seemed to be able to gain important information, Leon nodded immediately and said:
"Thank you for your help, Mr. Kenny. When I get the information I want, I will reward you accordingly."

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