The Walking Dead: Rebuild

Chapter 98 Crawford
(Brothers, this is the plot of the game The Walking Dead. I am not in the dark. I also checked a lot of information. Just to mention it, the heroine Clementine is really amazing.)
Leon laughed when he heard this, somewhat admiring Jasmine's courage and recklessness. She dared to run over to contact her when she saw a helicopter. You know, the military has issued a massacre order for civilians. Well, maybe this lady doesn't know about this. thing.

But to be able to live alone in a city full of zombies for such a long time, Miss Jasmine is obviously quite capable.

Leon smiled politely, stretched out his hand to shake Jasmine's hand, and said:

"Let's talk about your request first. I don't want to make promises that I can't keep."

Jasmine looked at Leon strangely, with a smile on her lips:
"Thank you, Mr. Custer."

"You are so powerful. Even if you deceive me, I have no way to retaliate against you. However, my request should not be difficult for you."

"My sister has diabetes and needs long-term insulin injections. It is already difficult to get it here. It would be best if you could take us to a place with a doctor. Of course, we will not take your benefits in vain. I can help you." You work."

Leon nodded and said:

"It was a reasonable request, and I agreed."

"We are going to the tourist area of ​​Savannah to look for two people. Since you sisters have survived here for a long time, you should know a lot of information that we don't know."

"Do you know if there are any survivor groups besides zombies near the tourist area?"

Jasmine's expression changed slightly, she was silent for a few seconds after thinking, and then she said truthfully:

"I don't know much about other areas in Savannah, but if you go to tourist areas, you need to be careful of an organization, Crawford."

"It was originally an organization established by my father to help survivors survive. Unfortunately, a man named Crawford Osend usurped the organization. Not only did he kill my father, he also They also drove away all the old, weak, women and children, and took all the valuable resources in the tourist area for themselves."

"They have about twenty people and less than ten guns. They are hostile to any survivors who invade the tourist area. Their headquarters is in a junior high school."

"If your people get in there, they should be hostile."

Leon nodded to express his understanding. Although he did not completely trust this Miss Jasmine, it was always better to get some information than to be blind.

After everyone gathered, the Chinook helicopter took off again and brought everyone to the rooftop of a church near the tourist area.

Leon no longer remembers the plot of the Walking Dead game, but thinking about it, Crawford should be ordinary people who use pistols and shotguns. Their combat effectiveness is low and they pose no threat.

After getting off the plane, he directly ordered Daryl to take Jasmine with him to clean up the so-called Crawford organization.

"Daryl, although the people in this organization are not scumbags like the predators, they forcefully abandon the old and weak women and occupy all the resources. They definitely cannot be called legal citizens."

"Go and capture them all and try to preserve their lives, but if you encounter those who resist to the death, kill them."

Daryl nodded. After the equipment was replaced at the Fort Benning base, each of them was equipped with heavy body armor and bulletproof helmets, as well as various auxiliary powerful weapons such as shock bombs, smoke bombs, and flash bombs. , against ordinary survivors, it has a crushing advantage.

Crawford's numbers were close to the number of his warriors, but their combat qualities were definitely very different. Daryl was confident that he could take them down as quickly as possible without any casualties.

Watching Jasmine, Daryl and others leave, Leon patted Sherman on the shoulder and said:
"Send the drone out for reconnaissance, be careful if someone comes and attacks us."

Leon's voice became deeper as he spoke.

"Video the faces of the zombies on the street. Maybe the person we want to find has been killed."

After saying that, he walked over to the red-haired girl who had been standing on the edge of the rooftop doing nothing, and whispered:

"Only you and little Clementine here know what his parents look like. You go to Sherman's place and see if there are two of them in the drone's screen recording."

Kevila was enjoying the scenery boredly. Hearing what Leon said, he couldn't help but glance at him, and said with a smile:

"Why have you become so gentle all of a sudden, dear Leon?"

She gently stroked Leon's stubble with her fingers and said meaningfully:

"I totally disagree with your approach. Let her accept the reality and the cruelty of this world earlier, so that she can grow better and live longer."

"Do you still expect her to become an innocent little girl like in the past?" Leon couldn't refute the red-haired girl's words. He had never had a child of his own in his previous life, and now it is just a habit. Pay attention to the children. In fact, deep down, you don’t care too much about other people’s feelings.

Sigh lightly.

"It's up to you to do whatever you want. At this point, I don't know what to do anymore. I can only rely on luck to find those two people."

He took out a black assault rifle from the helicopter, came to the edge of the rooftop, squatted down, and began to monitor the surrounding situation.

The environment in Savannah is really good, with lush vegetation, pleasant climate, and brilliant tropical flowers everywhere. Looking from the rooftop, you can not only see churches, hotels, gardens, shopping streets and other buildings of different styles, but also across the Within a kilometer or two, you can still see sandy beaches, waves and endless blue ocean.

It is truly a tourist destination that only makes people want to leave.

Unfortunately, now, the city is full of rotting zombies, and the putrid smell permeates the air. Even if it is surrounded by fragrant tropical flowers, it cannot make the people inside feel any relaxation and happiness.

Two hours later, it was afternoon. I don’t know whether it was luck or misfortune. Leon was still alert to the surrounding situation. Little Clementine, who was held in Kevela’s arms, suddenly shed tears. She pointed at nothing. Two figures in a picture captured by the human-machine said with a cry:

"These are my father and mother. They are also dead."

After saying that, this little girl, who had always been very calm and strong, finally couldn't help but burst into tears. Nine months of difficult exploration and countless life-and-death battles only resulted in this result.

Lao Li, who was standing next to her, looked sad when he heard the girl's cry. Tears seemed to flow from the corners of his eyes. He squatted on the ground, put his head on the little girl's forehead, and kept whispering comfort. and vowed to continue to protect Clementine.

The true expression over there made Leon turn his head and look at them for a while, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. After a whole day of work, this action was finally not in vain.

He was not surprised by the death of Clementine's parents. This disaster swept the world. 90% of the people in the world were infected with the virus within a few days and turned into zombies. Such a high probability , the death of any person is a matter of reason.

Little Clementine cried for about 10 minutes and gradually calmed down. This experience made this little girl who was less than 10 years old grow up a lot. Old Li's comfort and vows gave her something to rely on.

Leon didn't get involved, he wasn't good at comforting others, he just held a gun and silently guarded.

About another hour later, Darryl's radio was connected, and on the other end of the walkie-talkie, Darryl's voice was a little breathless.

"Boss, the task is completed!"

"We killed 3 people and captured 15 people. There are more people here. It will be difficult to pass through the corpses and safely transfer to you."

"I thought about it for a while. There is still an open space on the side of the school. Why don't you bring the helicopter over here, can you?"

Leon thought for a moment, then nodded and said:
"Okay, you can report your location to us, and tell Miss Jasmine by the way, escort her to pick up her sister."

"Be prepared. Our mission here has been completed and we will be heading back soon."

The other end of the intercom answered quickly:
"Understood, boss, I will prepare immediately."

Half an hour later, when Leon and the others landed on the school playground in a Chinook helicopter.

Leon discovered that there were more people in Daryl's place than he thought. In addition to their original team, the dozen or so people who had their hands tied and were kneeling on the ground, who were probably Crawford members, there were also Jasmine and the slightly immature girl who was leaning against her, whose appearance was [-]% similar to hers.

On the other side, there were seven or eight anxious-looking women, elderly people, and children. Leon guessed that they were most likely the old and weak women and children who had been driven away by the Crawford organization, and they were probably called over by Jasmine.

Without saying anything else, Leon counted the number of people in his mind. Fortunately, the Chinook helicopter's capacity was not exceeded. There was no need to ruthlessly abandon some people, so he directed everyone to board the helicopter.

Unfortunately, this time, Lyon and others did not bring a container for transporting supplies, so they only selected some small and high-value items such as ammunition and medicine from the supplies collected by the Crawford organization, and packed them in He put them in a few boxes and moved them onto the helicopter.

As the twin propellers of the Chinook transport helicopter started up, Leon and his group ended their short trip to Savannah amidst the humming sound.

The whole journey was silent. The days in early spring were not long, and the sun had begun to set slightly in the west. Under the shallow golden light of dusk, they soon arrived at the canning processing factory near Fort Benning.

As soon as she got off the plane, Peggy greeted her with a small laptop in her arms, with a sweet smile on her face, and said softly:
"Boss, there is news from Miss Andrea. The Troy Mutual Aid Association wants to meet with you and has something to discuss."

(End of this chapter)