Time Travel: I am a Warlord in Doomsday America

The three boys did not have much tactical equipment and resources brought out from the Destiny Front. For certain opportunities, Eric specially made packages suitable for drone tactics.

The package that fell on the face of the Savior Army leader dispersed in the air, and a large amount of gray-white dust flew around, instantly covering the upper bodies of the Saviors.

Although the motorcycle was still moving and several Saviors only drove in the dust for a short second, they soon felt heat bursting in their eyes and a burning pain!

"Fuck!! It's lime!!!"

The team leader closed his eyes and shouted in pain, while immediately slowing down the motorcycle and gently turning the brake handle.

The team members behind were not as experienced as the leader. After the lime powder took effect in their eyes, several men immediately tightened the brakes. The motorcycles running at high speed began to skid on the road, and the people driving them were thrown out!

boom! !

A Savior hit the leader who was still driving steadily, and all the motorcycles collided with each other at once. The Saviors fell to the ground, their bodies rubbing against the ground at high speed, leaving a large number of deep wounds that could be seen to the bone.

"It worked. Miles."

Eric breathed a sigh of relief and sat up from the car with Carl.

Miles stopped the pickup truck, grabbed the rifle from the passenger seat, and walked toward the screaming Saviors. The three boys followed him, each wearing a bulletproof vest and holding an automatic weapon.

"who are you?"

While Miles was asking the question, he shot the Savior leader in the thigh.

"Fuck! Ahhh!! Damn it, you guys messed with the wrong people!! Get ready to die!"

The leader felt a sharp pain in his eyes and thighs. He had broken bones all over his body after falling off a motorcycle at high speed. Now that he was in the hands of an unknown force, he knew that the other party would definitely not waste supplies to treat him. He was doomed today.

Miles shook his head and shot the leader in the head. "Flowers" of brain and plasma exploded outside the broken skull.

"What about the others? Are they as tough as him?"

Miles looked at the men screaming in pain on the ground.

After all, he was brought up by Moore, and his methods were ruthless and he did not hesitate.

Seeing that no one responded to him, Miles shook his head in disappointment, walked past the Saviors one by one with his gun in hand, pointed the gun at their heads and called out their names.

boom! boom! boom! boom! !

Gunshots rang out in Dumfries. Miles shot and killed four Saviors until he reached the last one, who suddenly shouted:

"I'm the Saviors! You can't do this to me! Negan will liquidate you!"

"Who is Negan?"

Finally hearing useful news, Miles squatted down and asked next to the Savior.

......

In the Alexandria community, Alan held the walkie-talkie and kept repeating the contact words on the channel. Just now she heard Eric's voice.

Eric arrived near Washington, along with Patrick and Carl, and that was all she had heard so far.

Alan's response did not receive any feedback. She estimated that there was still some distance between her and Eric and the others. Now she could only hope that Eric and the others would find the right direction and narrow the distance between the two sides.

Otherwise, Alan's communication range would not be able to cover them.

"This is Alan, responding to Eric, please reply if you get it."

Alan repeated it over and over again on the intercom without getting tired of it.

"Alan?! Thank God! Where are you!!" Eric's reply finally sounded on the intercom.

A smile appeared on Alan's face. She told Eric about the team's situation in the Alexandria community and asked Eric about their location.

“We’re in Washington…” Eric responded.

"Stay away from Washington. There are suspected blue-armored giant corpses in the city. We are southwest of Washington. I will bring people to find you immediately."

Alan jogged with the walkie-talkie in hand, found Maggie, and explained the arrival of Eric and the others.

"What? You said your friends... Carl is here too?"

Maggie's eyes widened. This wasn't necessarily a surprise to Rick, but it was definitely a shock.

Carl wouldn't bring Judith with him, would he?!

"They are all here. It seems like they left Gran Town with another team." Alan said.

"You go find them, I'll tell Rick to be mentally prepared..." Maggie said helplessly.

Alan made an OK gesture and quickly ran to the door of Abraham and Aaron's house and called the two together.

The three found a car, took several guns and left the community.

Half an hour later, the sedan returned to Alexandria with the pickup truck carrying Carl and others.

Rick had heard that his son Carl was coming, and was standing at the gate with a stern face, waiting for Carl.

When the gate opened and the pickup truck entered the community, Carl, who was sitting in the back compartment, made eye contact with Rick behind the door. Rick's expression was calm, like a puddle of stagnant water.

'pill!'

Carl noticed Rick's horrified expression and felt cold all over. He had completely lost the rebellious spirit he had when he and Moore deceived Zhang Qiang in order to leave Gran Town.

"Hey, Dad!" Carl greeted Rick with a stiff smile.

"Carl." Rick said indifferently.

The horrific mental violence from his father made Carl feel suffocated!

The pickup truck stopped in the community. Sean knew that Carl had arrived. Although he had many doubts in his heart, he was very happy that his "adopted son" could come to accompany him.

"Karl!"

When Sean saw Carl jump out of the pickup truck, he immediately rushed over and hugged him.

Carl was held in Sean's arms and breathed a sigh of relief. At least this godfather did not put pressure on him.

At this time, Sean had a lot to ask Carl, such as why he left Gran Town, how Judith was doing now, whether Carl encountered any danger on the road, etc.

Miles pulled the Savior with his hands and feet bound out of the trunk of the car. His body weighing more than 100 pounds fell to the ground, letting out a groaning scream.

Something was stuffed in the Savior's mouth.

"Who is he?"

Rick left the gate and followed, asking Miles about the identity of the prisoner.

"A member of an outside force, they call it the Savior Army, they wanted to attack us on the way, now there is only this one left."

Miles kicked his prisoner in the back with disdain.

"Leave it to me and Sean. We will torture you to get all the information. Carl, come along and watch."

Rick pointed at Carl, who immediately swallowed.