Chinese agents survive in a zombie apocalypse.

Chapter 78 Leaving the City, Entering the City

"...He must have been drunk last night."

These are three whole boxes of medicine! In the apocalypse, they're more precious than gold, since gold can't save lives in a critical moment.

However, Moore was soon disappointed.

Susan was clearly not on his side. She walked to the trunk, picked up the backpack, and unzipped it.

Then he found some medicine that Li Ailun might need in the cardboard box and put it in his backpack.

"Allen's injuries haven't fully healed yet, so we need to keep some spares."

Susan put her backpack away and explained to Guillermo.

"No, no... we don't need so much, just leave us half."

Guillermo didn't want to owe such a big favor, but the people in the nursing home really needed these medicines.

“It’s alright. We can keep collecting supplies while we’re out there. You have to take care of so many elderly people, and it’s not easy for you to lack medical care and medicine. You need them even more than we do.”

"..."

Seeing so many medicines being given away for nothing, Moore felt heartbroken and couldn't help but reach out and touch the cardboard box, keeping a little bit for himself, feeling a strong sense of thievery.

Snapped......

"What are you doing?"

Upon seeing this, Susan slapped his hand away.

Moore withdrew his hand and said awkwardly:

"...My wound hurts, please give me some painkillers."

"You didn't complain about pain in your wound even when you were drinking last night..."

Susan rolled her eyes, fully aware of Moore's little scheme, and said irritably:

"Alright, I've prepared your medicine too. Quickly help me move your luggage to that car."

Moore was very unhappy about not getting the medicine. He glanced at Li Ailun next to him and said somewhat resentfully:

"Why didn't you just tell him to move it himself?"

"Allen is injured."

"...I also have injuries on my hands."

"That's a minor injury."

"..."

Reluctantly, Moore helped Susan load the luggage into the SUV, then got into the driver's seat and started the car.

"Thank you, thank you for your generosity, I don't know what to say..."

Guillermo looked at Lee Allen with gratitude and opened his arms to give him a hug.

"..."

Li Ailun wasn't used to hugging and cuddling with men, so he reached out and held him down, then patted him on the shoulder and said:

"I wish you good luck."

"You too."

"..."

Li Ailun said no more, turned around and walked to the SUV, opened the door and sat in the passenger seat.

Amidst the grateful gazes of the residents at the nursing home, the car slowly drove out of the factory area and headed towards the outskirts of the city.

......

...West District Reservoir Camp.

Rick came out of the tent; he had changed into a police uniform.

"...Is that all?"

Sean had been waiting outside, and as soon as he saw him come out, he immediately questioned him:

"Are you planning to just leave like this, abandoning everyone?"

"I won't abandon everyone, at least not you and Lori."

"Tell her."

Sean reminded him from behind.

"...She understands."

Rick turned and looked at him, saying with great confidence.

“Listen… I don’t understand, Rick. Can you tell me? Tell me why we should do this?”

Sean strongly disagreed with Rick's decision, thinking it was incredibly foolish to risk one's life for someone else.

"Why would you take this risk for scum like Moore Dixon?"

"...Watch your words."

Daryl, who was listening nearby, found it jarring and couldn't help but warn him.

"I was very careful; that scumbag was being quite lenient..."

Sean looked at Daryl, not intimidated by him at all.

Seeing that he had no rebuttal, she then turned to Rick and said:

“...Moore Dixon, he won’t give you water even if you’re dying of thirst.”

"What kind of person he is is none of my business. I will not let anyone die of thirst or be dried up by the sun."

Rick looked at his partner and explained:

“We left him there like an animal caught in a trap. Nobody can die like that, let alone a living person.”

"..."

"Just you and Daryl? Is this your plan?"

Seeing that Sean hadn't managed to change Rick's mind, Lori, who had been silent for a long time, finally couldn't help but ask.

Rick thought for a moment after hearing this, then turned to look at Glenn standing to the side, his meaning self-evident.

"...No way."

Glenn noticed Rick's gaze and, to be honest, he was somewhat resistant, after all, that was Mole Dickson.

“You know the way. You’ve been there before. Getting in and out isn’t a problem for you. You said it yourself.”

Rick knew this was a difficult situation, but he desperately needed Glenn's help, so he tried to persuade him anyway:

"I know this is unfair, but I feel safer with you, and I think she feels the same way..."

As Rick spoke, he turned his head to gesture to his wife behind him.

He really liked this Asian guy and was confident he hadn't misjudged him.

"..."

Glenn glanced at Lori, and what else could he say but nod?

"Very good, the three of you will go on an adventure together..."

"Four..."

T, who was standing to the side, spoke up at this moment. He had already decided to go with Rick.

Daryl turned to look at him in surprise, then continued wiping his crossbow bolts, saying sarcastically:

"Pshaw... I'm truly flattered by so many people."

"Do you see anyone else willing to step forward and save your bastard brother?"

"Then why are you going?"

"You wouldn't understand, we're not the same kind of people..."

T-boy said.

He returned to the city not for Mor, but to make up for yesterday's mistakes and to ensure he had a clear conscience.

"Then let's have four people."

Dell felt that this number was sufficient, neither too many nor too few.

“It’s not just four people, you’ve put all of us in danger.”

Sean is now strongly against Rick going back to his death, which could also cost him three adult fighters in the camp. He looked at Rick and said:

"You know that, Rick."

You see that walking corpse, right here.

They appeared at the camp and began their operations outside the city.

“They’re coming. We need all our manpower. We must stay here and protect the camp.”

Sean looked at Rick, hoping he would stay and ignore that damn Mole Dixon.

"In my opinion, what's needed here more is more guns..."

Rick looked at Sean and said.

"That's right, a gun!"

Glenn suddenly remembered the bag of guns and left it on a street in the city.

"Wait, what gun?"

Sean looked stunned upon hearing this.

"Six hunting rifles, two high-powered rifles, and about ten pistols. Before I left, I searched the entire police station's warehouse..."

Rick looked at Sean and said:

“I dropped that bag while we were stuck in Atlanta, right there on the street, and we have to get it back.”

How much ammunition?

"A total of seven hundred of all kinds."

"..."

Sean opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything more in protest.

Yes, he was tempted...

"You went through so much trouble to find us, are you now going to turn around and leave?"

Seeing that Sean was convinced, Lori could no longer sit still and had to step in herself.

"Dad, I don't want you to go."

Little Carl knew the city was dangerous, and he didn't want to be separated from his father again.

"..."

Rick remained silent, his heart also filled with turmoil, unwilling to be separated from his wife and children whom he had just regained.

However, Rick had too many reasons to return to town.

It wasn't just the people he handcuffed to the rooftop, nor just the guns lying in the street...

"Forget about the guns, Sean is right."

Mole Dixon?

Even with those guns, it's not worth the risk.

Lori stood up agitatedly, looking at Rick angrily and saying:

"tell me why?"

"I met a man and his child."

I owe them a favor, Lori...

"If they hadn't taken me in, I would have died long ago."

"..."

"Without them, we would never have been able to reunite."

They said they would come with me to Atlanta.

If I don't remind him, they will repeat my mistake.

"..."

Lori was at a loss for words, and could only ask in bewilderment:

Why can't you contact them?

"The walkie-talkie was left in that bag."

He also has one; we agreed to contact each other again when they're closer to their arrival.

Rick explained to her.

"Is that our walkie-talkie?"

Upon hearing Rick's words, Sean immediately realized what was going on.

"Correct."

"Then why not use this civilian radio station?"

Andrea asked as well.

"Civilian radio stations are allowed."

But those junk walkie-talkies are from the 1970s and are not compatible with other bandwidths.

Even the antenna in our car doesn't work.

Sean explained to Rick.

"I need that bag."

Rick looked into his wife's eyes and spoke to her earnestly.

"..."

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Lori looked away to avoid his gaze, but did not say anything to object.

Seeing that his wife had given her consent, Rick walked over to Carl's side.

He knelt down, looked at his son's innocent face, and asked in a questioning tone:

"...Okay?"

Little Carl looked at his father and then nodded.

In his eyes, his father had always been a courageous and upright hero, so he accepted it quickly.

"Ok."

Rick gently ruffled his son's hair, a gesture of farewell.

Then they made a deal with Dale and Jim, promising to exchange a gun and a truck for the wire cutters.

Sean also gave Rick the few bullets he had left for self-defense.

After that, the four of them stopped dawdling and set off in the truck, amidst the worried gazes of everyone in the camp.

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