Chapter 306

Andrew's expression became serious, and he frowned as if thinking about where to start.

"In the beginning, there were three survivor bases here. We all had our own ideas, so we didn't interact with each other until the Legion arrived. Believe it or not, we were not plunderers before. The bearded man you killed before was just someone sent by the Legion, and we all had to obey his orders."

Hearing this, Glenn couldn't help but interrupt.

"You'd better not lie. Yesterday, someone was recognized as having participated in the massacre, so he was taken away and killed."

Andrew nodded slightly and said with some hatred.

"I know. That guy's called Farrell. He's pro-Legion. He's usually very close to Paul and the others. Oh, and Paul is the guy with the beard."

"He is the one sent by the Legion. There are nine other people like him. They usually command us when we go out. We just follow their orders."

"That's why I said it's not that simple. Our three survivor bases didn't want to be threatened by them at first, but one of them resisted more fiercely, so those bastards from the Legion wiped them out, and took several managers from the other two bases with them, just to establish their authority."

"We thought we would agree to it and then collect weapons and manpower to fight back later. But the other side sent a team of ten people to our base. They had a lot of walkie-talkies. As long as they found any unusual movement from us, they would rush over quickly. So we didn't dare to act rashly."

"They also forcibly divided our people into two groups, one group was the core personnel and the other group was the cleanup personnel you just saw. We didn't think much of it at first, but later we found that over time, the two groups would become enemies. Although we had weapons, the other side had more people, and we couldn't kill people without reason. Gradually, conflicts arose between the two sides, which made our base unstable, and we could no longer pose a threat to them."

"As for the materials we collected, they will be strictly inspected by these people. Once weapons and equipment are found, they will be reported immediately. Those people will immediately send people to take the weapons and equipment away. The materials handed in every month cannot be concealed. Sigh..."

As he spoke, he began to sigh again, his expression extremely distressed.

"You can communicate with those who are cleaning up the zombies?"

Glenn didn't understand why both sides couldn't rationally solve the problem they could see. If the two remaining settlements could unite, with at least 400 people, wouldn't there be enough manpower to fight against that legion?

"It's not that simple. Among these people, there are those who want to get close to the Legion. We know some of them, but we don't. It's even possible that they have planted spies among us. We don't know any of this. How can we resist? We'll probably be wiped out before we can even organize our forces. No one is willing to take the risk."

The matter was finally clarified. Glenn and Tzi couldn't help but look at Lu Jiayi who was in deep thought. They were waiting for this man's decision.

"Andrew, I will investigate this carefully. If what you said is true, I will let you go. But! If not..."

At that moment, his expression became extremely cold, and Andrew in front of him seemed to have returned to the moment when his companion was killed yesterday, and a chill went straight to the top of his head.

He shook his head quickly and could hardly speak clearly.

"I, I promise! It's the truth, all the truth!"

"very good."

He nodded with satisfaction, then pulled Glenn and the other man aside and whispered instructions.

"You guys stay here and watch him. I'll go investigate."

"I'll go with you."

"No need, I can act more covertly on my own. Don't worry, it's very easy to deal with these people."

"Oh well."

Seeing that Lu Jiayi insisted, the two of them didn't know what to say and could only nod.

"After I get out, you tie him up again to prevent him from causing any trouble. Do you understand?"

"yes!"

…

About an hour later, the streets returned to their previous silence. The other party's actions were scheduled in time, so we had to take advantage of this period of time when the other party was relaxed to find out as soon as possible.

After observing carefully for a while and making sure that no one could see this place, Lu Jiayi quickly rushed out of the residence and moved quickly between the houses using the terrain. Soon he disappeared from the sight of the two people.

Three hours later.

Just when Glenn and the others were getting impatient, a familiar figure finally appeared at the corner of the street in the distance. It was Lu Jiayi who had been away for a long time.

Tzi quickly ran to the door of the room, and just as Lu Jiayi ran to the door, he opened the door and quickly closed it.

"How about it?"

The three people in the room looked at him eagerly, but Lu Jiayi walked to the backpack first, picked up the water and took a few sips, then nodded slowly.

"Andrew is telling the truth. I have already looked around this place thoroughly. I even went into the school."

T grinned happily and waved the walkie-talkie in his hand.

"Then should I contact Rick and the others? Should we take action to eliminate those people from the Legion?"

Lu Jiayi shook his head slightly when he heard this.

"No, let's leave."

"leave?"

"Why?"

“Because staying here won’t solve anything.”

…

Another half an hour passed. It was already very late and the moon was faintly visible. Four people were walking through the overgrown woods.

The ropes on Andrew had been untied. He was following the three people with a dagger in his hand, and from time to time he would swing the knife to kill one or two zombies that surrounded him.

Night is the world of the dead.

Soon they approached the car. Lu Jiayi walked forward, opened the door, turned around and knocked down three zombies with a few more slashes. Then he got in the car and started it. The car sped away from the woods.

One day later.

In a village northwest of Birmingham, a bus and a car were parked quietly under a water tower.

After leaving Andrew's settlement, they quickly found the main force through the radio. At this time, a group of people were gathered together to discuss something.

"Andrew, if you want to leave, just drive that car away. I'll fill up your gas tank and give you a weapon for self-defense. From now on, you'll have to rely on yourself."

Andrew looked at the car with a complicated expression. If he had been asked to leave a day ago, he would have gotten in the car and left without hesitation, even without the fuel and weapons.

However, after spending more than a day together, he found that this was a very harmonious team internally. He could even tell from their casual conversations that they were not afraid of the legion organization and even seemed to be indifferent.

At first he thought these people were just blindly confident, after all, they easily dealt with his team.

However, just this morning, he accidentally heard his acquaintance T Zai contacting the base, and realized that this was most likely just a search team out like them.

This means that there must be a large organization behind the other party. Looking at my own configuration when going out, compared with these people, I was defeated in seconds without leaving any trace.

If we compare the two teams horizontally, in terms of number of people, weapons and equipment, vehicles, etc., it is simply a dimensionality reduction attack. At this point, Andrew also had the idea of ​​joining the other side.

"You want to join us? We killed your teammates."

"Well, they can't really be considered teammates. They're just a guy sent by the legion, and there are two guys who are close to him. Only one of them can be considered to be with me, and I'm not familiar with him. Besides, we were the ones who started it in the first place."

"Good fellow... your explanation is really amazing."

…

Just as they were preparing to explore the area near the Legion Headquarters, they came across the place where they had previously exchanged fire with Andrew's team.

It took Daryl a day to finally find this place. Fortunately, the Hummer caught fire after Lu Jiayi and others left. The billowing black smoke could be seen from a long distance away.

Parking the motorcycle aside, Daryl approached the wreckage of the Hummer with a crossbow in hand. Two charred bodies immediately caught his attention.

There were several bullet casings scattered on the ground, and although the body was somewhat unrecognizable after being burned, fortunately it was only roasted and not carbonized.

The several wounds on the bearded man's body attracted his attention. He thought to himself that these people must have been interrogated and then silenced for some unknown reason.

After checking the space in the car and not finding anything, Daryl spat in frustration, cursing in his heart that he had come here in vain and wanted to get up and leave.

A faint light flashed by, and the man who was about to get into the car paused. He walked forward a few steps and found more bullet casings on the road, and at the same time, an obvious brake mark appeared.

Could it be one of our own?

The moment he saw the tire tracks, the shadow of the bus flashed in his mind. Without hesitation, he quickly took out the walkie-talkie from his waist and wanted to ask.

Buzz~

The sound of vehicles accelerating was heard simultaneously in front and behind. Daryl was startled and quickly put away the walkie-talkie and ran like a motorcycle.

But the vehicles on both sides seemed to have discovered him, and with their engines roaring, the two cars approached rapidly.

When Daryl got on the motorcycle, the two bikes were less than a hundred meters away from him, and they could get close to him in a moment.

But he didn't give up. He pushed the motorcycle, but it didn't catch fire. He pushed it again, but it still didn't catch fire.

“Damn it!”

Ta-ka. Boom, boom, boom.

At the last moment, Daryl stepped hard and finally started the motorcycle. With a flick of his wrist, the motorcycle whooshed out several meters.

However, the two cars had already come close at this time. One of them saw that Daryl wanted to run, so it turned the steering wheel sharply, and the car body drifted across Daryl's way, completely blocking his way.

The other car followed suit and also stopped in the middle of the road. Four people got off from both sides at the same time, pointing their guns at the crossbow man on the motorcycle.

"Are you in such a hurry to leave? Wait, we need to talk."

A frivolous voice sounded, its tone full of self-righteousness.

Being pointed at by a group of people with guns, Daryl could only raise his hands and then slowly turned around to look where the sound came from.

A tall man with brown hair and a well-proportioned body was looking at him with a smile, and the people around him were all holding guns, as if they would shoot him immediately if he dared to make any move.

Daryl knew it would be difficult to leave, but he still planned to explain a few words to test the other party's reaction.

"I just passed by here, saw the black smoke, and came to take a look."

The man did wave until his men surrounded him, then he stepped forward.

"Haha, then it's not up to you to decide."