Time Travel: I am a Warlord in Doomsday America

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In the wilderness covered with weeds taller than a person, two tall and thin men and women stood up silently and watched the military truck enter the tree-lined road.

"The man Gray chose has been taken away. What should we do?"

the tall, thin woman inquired.

She was over two meters tall, with a long and thin neck and grayish skin.

"Let's go back to the station. We can't catch up with them."

The man stared at the military truck disappearing into the woods, feeling very annoyed at the truck for ruining their plans.

The two men walked in the direction where the military truck came from. When they passed a gloomy bridge hole, they noticed that the words left next to the hole had been altered.

Originally: There is a shelter ahead.

Now it's: Go to Georgia, there are tons of good people there.

The tall and thin man and woman looked at each other and felt it necessary to take the news back to the train station.

Unknown things are happening in every corner of this world.

At night, when Abraham drove the military truck back to Alexandria, he was stunned.

The original gate was blown to pieces by a Javelin missile, and part of the wall was overturned by the shock wave of the explosion. The surviving residents were still cleaning up the mess left by the battle, and the construction team was also transporting new construction materials to the community.

The Alexandria community was in ruins. The large holes and car fragments left by machine guns shocked Sigma. He already knew that Alan was in this community and was extremely worried about the girl's safety.

The Destiny Fortress brought Sigmar a long period of peace and stability. He had come out of the grief of losing his wife and daughter, but Sigmar still missed Alan, the flower that resembled his deceased daughter.

"Alan?! Alan?! Where are you!?"

Sigma jumped out of the back of the truck and shouted to the busy people in the community. The burly man was at a loss at this moment, afraid to hear the heartbreaking news.

Maggie, who was maintaining community order with Diana, heard someone shouting Alan's name and immediately walked over quickly to check.

"Sigma, why are you here too?"

When Maggie saw the familiar face, her pretty brows frowned. She had not forgotten that it was this man and his accomplices who burned down her house.

"Maggie! You're here! Is Alan okay? How is she?"

Sigma wanted to grab Maggie's shoulders and ask her to answer the question immediately, but his rationality enhanced by military training made him overcome this impulse.

Maggie reluctantly told Sigma that Alan was fine, just slightly injured. Sigma suddenly became quiet.

"Why don't you continue to work at your barbecue restaurant in Savannah? Just to find Alan?"

Maggie suddenly asked.

As the night grew darker, the surrounding residents found a generator and turned on work lights in various places that needed to be illuminated, adding a lot of light to the dark community.

Sigma did not shy away from his thoughts and responded to Maggie seriously: "Yes, I must protect her."

Some people may wonder why Sigma is so obsessed with Alan. In fact, he is not obsessed with Alan, but his past mistakes. He puts his hopes for his daughter on the current Alan, hoping that one day he can make up for his mistakes.

A bad person will not let others go, and a kind person will not let himself go. Even though Sigma has gotten over his grief and his heart has become more cheerful, he has never stopped torturing himself in his heart for his failure to fulfill his responsibilities.

Maggie didn't want to communicate with Sigma any more, and said bluntly that there were no vacant houses in the community. If he wanted to settle down, he would have to help the community expand the wall.

There is a large circle of houses and streets outside the walls of the Alexander community. If it could be included in the walls, the community's land area could be more than doubled.

Sigma nodded, not caring about the need for shelter.

Seeing this, Abraham came over, put his arm around Sigmar's shoulder, and invited him to live in his house.

This is roughly what is happening in the community. On the other side, the search team heading to the Savior Temple is monitoring Negan mobilizing the Saviors.

Inside the Sanctuary, Negan stood on a platform in the middle of the crowd and admitted his failure this time. However, he was not killed by the Scheidens. Instead, they portrayed to him what a civilized world should be like.

"For a long time, in order to survive, we have had to change, give up our kindness, and treat people we don't know with cruelty.

But the Destiny Front has established a new order, and they have far more power than the Salvation Army to maintain everything. So I am willing to join them, which will also bring a better life to everyone. "

Negan looked at the eyes of the audience. Most of the fighters who fought for him had confusion in their eyes. Only the workers in charge of production had light in their eyes.

Joining the Destiny Front meant that the Salvation Army lost their power and status and became the same as ordinary people, while the workers saw an equal life.

In order to prevent any accidents from happening on Negan's side, the search team only sent one representative to enter the Sanctuary with Negan, and the main team was on high alert outside the Sanctuary.

The light inside the Salvation Church was very dim, and the incandescent bulbs even flickered.

The representative stood behind Negan, took over Negan's right to speak, and said to the members of the Savior Hall below the stage:

"Look at the kind of life you live. Tell me, how long has it been since you last had fine food? The place where you live smells musty."

The representative pointed at the indignant Saviors, pointing at each of them and saying, "If you don't want to be recruited just for this kind of life, it's really shameful to be honest."

"What do you mean? People outside don't have it as good as we do in the Savior Hall. We have everything we want."

A portly Savior retorted loudly.

The representative of the search team sneered. He had thought so when he was in the Whisperers. It was not until he joined the Destiny Camp with Liu Tingbao Sigma that he returned to the refined life before the disaster.

Saul, there is not much to describe about the suffix of his name. Anyway, he was a lawyer before the disaster. He was good at using sophistry, deceiving opponents, and exchanging interests to fight for the rights of his clients.

Thor glanced at the Saviors with disdain and asked soul-searchingly, "So can you tell me what you usually eat for dinner?"

The fat Savior said proudly, "I often deal with the living dead in the outside world, so my dinner supply is usually the best. I have eggs, bread, fruits and vegetables, and some canned meat. Occasionally, I can even eat fresh meat."

"Is this the best treatment you can get?"

Thor turned around and looked at Negan with an indifferent smile. Negan kept silent because he knew that comparing himself with the Destiny would be a humiliation.

"Let me tell you what you will get if you join the Destiny Front!"

Thor stretched out his left hand and began to bend his fingers. "Eggs, every day, fresh milk, various dairy products, a continuous supply! And all kinds of fish! Vegetables, fruits and grains are the most basic, I won't say more."

"You know what else we have?"

Thor suddenly opened his arms, closed his eyes and said:

"Fresh chicken and pork, you can cook them any way you want. Our cafeteria has a menu from top oriental chefs. I will always love that dish, sweet and sour pork with pineapple. The hot pineapple chunks have the aroma of fruit, and the juice bursts in your mouth when you take a bite. Then there is a piece of pork wrapped in sweet and salty sauce. The soft and firm meat is full of gravy. That feeling is really..."

Thor swallowed his saliva in a pretentious manner, and the members of the Savior Hall below the stage couldn't control themselves and swallowed as well.

Then, Thor opened his eyes and said with regret, "Unfortunately, there is not much supply of pork and pineapple. We can only eat them once or twice a month. Most of the time, we can only eat various vegetables, fresh chicken, fish, fruit pies, corn tortillas, rice, cakes and bread. We can drink beer on non-working days."

"The expired canned food collected from outside has long been eliminated from the warehouse. Our people don't eat expired food."

After Thor finished speaking, he looked at the faces in the audience who were lost in their imagination. He snapped his fingers at the microphone, bringing people's thoughts back to the existing reality.

"Our working hours are not uniformly regulated according to the production bases in different places, but they will not exceed 8 hours a day, and we have at least two days off a week. Some large-scale planting bases work one week and rest one week, and the workers work in batches. We have an advanced planting and breeding model before the disaster, and the number of workers required per unit time is not large, and the workload will not squeeze people's body and mind."

"To join the Destiny Front, you must work, or you can choose to join the army. The government will allocate you a house. We don't have currency or a gap between the rich and the poor. We only have a work points system. If you do a good job, you can spend points to get better supplies. In addition, the government will pay for your births, raise and educate your children for free until they are 12 years old."

Thor spread his hands and asked the audience a soul-searching question: "So, tell me, what reason do you need to refuse to join the Destiny Front?"

The crowd suddenly chattered, but soon fell silent again. Everyone had been attracted by the Destiny Position described by Thor, but there was no reliable trust between the two sides for the time being.

Until an older black woman stood in the crowd and said loudly: "These are what you said, I don't believe you, I want to see the facts."

Thor pursed his lips. He was very patient with this group of people who had not yet joined the Destiny camp, because this was the task assigned to him by his superiors, but do you think he would be so good-tempered to prove himself to a group of outsiders?

Thor sneered and said:

"Let me tell you in a demonstrative way. If the Destiny position was not rich, when you were defeated, we should have sent the armored vehicles outside to drive in and kill you all to prevent you from robbing our survival resources."

"But our resources and system determine our approach. We need a large population to work and utilize the existing resources, and our civilized system determines that we will not kill the survivors outside at will. This is why you are still alive to listen to me."

"If you don't believe it, you can go to Georgia and see for yourself. It's only a day's drive away. We welcome you to join the Destiny Front. If you don't want to go or can't go, that's fine. Just stay here and work under our system."

"But if anyone wants to sabotage, let me tell you, there are professional soldiers and special forces from before the disaster waiting outside. If you want to be the enemy of the Destiny Front, then you'd better be able to withstand the torture of the CIA level before the disaster."

Thor looked at some of the Saviors in the audience with resentful looks in their eyes. Some of them were holding their rifles in their arms and shaking them threateningly. It turned out that these people who had lived under the mob system for a long time were beginning to want to explode again.

Thor clapped his hands without hesitation, and the sniper from the Savior Hall who had been observing immediately notified the troops to start the action.

"Now drop your guns and lie on the ground. You will be safe. Anyone who resists will die."

Thor glanced at the watch on his wrist and began to count down: "10,9..."

Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta————!

The sound of heavy machine guns suddenly rang out outside the Salvation Church. The glass of the Church shattered one by one, and the fragments of glass hit the people under the wall.

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, throw away the gun in your hand! They are coming!"

Thor stood on the high platform, not worried at all about being hit by stray bullets from the heavy machine gun. He still looked at his watch and counted down while "comforting" the frightened people.

Puff puff puff puff puff!!

The sound of tear gas grenade launchers was heard outside the building, and tear gas bombs quickly flew into the Salvation Church, filling the air with choking smoke.

Thor and Negan put on their gas masks silently, and Negan was still loudly persuading the Saviors to put down their weapons and not run out with guns and implicate others.