Chapter 268 Leaving

"What do you mean? Do you want to go back to your base?"

Hearing what Moore said, Diana was very puzzled. It was obviously very safe here. Even if you couldn't go out, you would still be provided with food and water every day, and you would wait for the opportunity. These guys can't keep you locked up like this.

"Instead of staying here, it's better to go out and investigate the surrounding situation. Didn't Lu say when he came out that if there is a chance to go to the south, the climate in Texas is more suitable for survival. If there is a chance, It’s suitable, you can even go to Mexico to see it.”

"Lu said it doesn't matter whether he takes someone back or not. The main thing is to investigate the surrounding situation. If there is a suitable candidate, then take him back."

Seeing that he had already planned it, the two women looked at each other, and Catherine was the first to express her opinion.

"With Cass here, it's relatively safe for the time being. In addition, Diana, your proposal can gain the support of most of the lower-level people here. I think we can persist here even if Moore leaves."

Diana thought for a moment and lowered her voice.

"Mercer came to see me. Based on what he said, we should be able to win over him."

Moore looked at her confused, he didn't recognize this person.

"Who is Mercer?"

Diana raised the corners of her mouth, looked at him amusedly, and then looked outside inadvertently.

"You should see him every day."

Can you see it every day? Apart from the K and Q just now, the only guys that I see every day who have some characteristics are Xiao Hong.

Thinking of this, Moll raised his eyebrows and said with some enlightenment.

"Xiaohong's name is Mercer! Damn it, I said his attitude has become a little better these days."

The smile faded, Diana lowered her voice again, and her expression became extremely serious.

"Moll, if you really want to leave here, I can ask Mercer for help. At least I can ensure that you are alive when you leave here."

He smiled noncommittally. Moore didn't take Diana's words to heart. This month of observation made him understand one thing. This place is not as violent as he imagined. Although these soldiers are dressed like people in Star Wars Same, but at the end of the day, they are just ordinary people.

So he was confident that he could leave here safely. As for Mercer's help, he was not very grateful.

"Don't worry about this matter. I will definitely not go back immediately after I leave here. If you have any news, I can help you bring it back."

"Tell Lu we'll be ready in two years."

"no problem."

Not long after, the two left here under the protection of Cass, while Moore continued to sit there, wondering what he was thinking, until a guard came in and took him out.

That afternoon.

In a small town far away from the federal station.

Bang!

Bang!

Plop~~

"Fake Oil!"

A car drove farther and farther on the road, and a man with a sack on his head was lying on the side of the road with a bag thrown next to him.

The man stood up while cursing, and pulled off his hood, revealing the man's face, which was none other than Moore.

"You're riding on a horse, this bastard, didn't you just punch him a few times and just throw him down?"

After patting the dust on his body, Moll quickly showed a smile on his face. Looking at the zombies wandering towards this side not far away, he took a deep breath and smelled the familiar corpse smell. , but I miss you so much at this moment.

"Hey hey hey, it's finally out."

He picked up the backpack on the ground, looked at the surrounding environment, picked a random direction and left.

About half an hour later, the sound of an engine sounded over the town, and then a dilapidated hatchback car drove out of a yard.

"Baby, it's just you and me. Let's hit the road."

Patting the steering wheel, Moll's expression became very relaxed. He had done his best to protect Diana's family, but these bastards wouldn't let him in, so now he could only settle for the next best thing.

I took out the map and traced a route with a pen. There was no specific destination anyway, so just treat it as an apocalyptic highway survival.

A white figure flashed vaguely in the rearview mirror, and the corners of Moore's mouth were raised, with a playful smile on his face.

He was secretly amused. These guys still want to play tricks on me. Do they know that I am the ancestor of tricks?

After getting along for a month, it was impossible to say that Moore didn't know anything about these guys. They didn't reveal much, but he learned a lot of information.

Not to mention that Diana and the others often came to visit him. Every time they came, they would share some information about the base with him, and he also learned a lot of inside information about this community.

Would the people in the Federation not know about this? Of course they know, but so what? Maul was just a bargaining chip in their eyes to force Diana to surrender to them.

As for why Diana's children were not used to threaten him, it was because neither her two sons nor Catherine had any fighting ability. Cas and Maul looked like they had explosive fighting ability, so it was obviously not a good idea to choose one who looked good. It has become a matter of course for the old gangster.

To put it bluntly, some people just didn't want Diana to have a happy life and tried every means to cause trouble for her.

The people behind now are obviously sent by the other party to follow them, and their purpose should be to find out where their base is.

Moore ignored the people behind him. They could follow them if they wanted. Even I hadn't decided where to go.

With a sarcastic smile on his lips, he stepped on the accelerator, and the car drove onto the main road, buzzing away in the distance, leaving the two federal guards driving behind him looking at each other.

"Want to follow?"

"Let me ask."

"..."

"Go back first."

…

Two days later.

Bang! Bang!

"Hehehe, I can't kill you with this little one."

A walking zombie blocking the road was hit by a car and rolled to the ground. Moore turned the steering wheel, and the wheels ran over the walking zombie's head with a squeaking sound.

Moore smiled wickedly, but his eyes were always paying attention to the surrounding environment. The distant scene attracted his attention.

"Damn it, are you here again?"

The car drove forward for a few hundred meters and slowly stopped on the side of the road. What appeared in front of Moore was a large section of blocked road.

I jumped on the roof of a car and looked at the situation in the distance. I saw an overturned truck occupying the road. There was only a small gap to pass through, but it was obviously unable to accommodate a car.

Besides, his car couldn't get through the abandoned vehicles in front of him. After a few more curses, Moore took out an oil can from the back seat, which was filled with a full jug of gasoline, and put on a backpack. , and finally put the machete on his shoulder.

He looked at the zombies walking around, swung the machete in his hand, selected one of suitable size, and peeled off the entire face with the knife.

"It tastes quite strong, honey."

Shaking the mask in his hand, he shook out some of the black and smelly liquid inside, then hung the mask on a wire and tied it to the back of the backpack.

I took out the map and looked at it. It was still a few kilometers away from the next town. It seemed that I could only walk there.