Time Travel: I am a Warlord in Doomsday America

"Someone's up there."

The male zombie pulled the rope, stopping the tall and powerful zombie from moving.

"Let's leave here. Gray hasn't completed what he asked us to do." said the female zombie.

The male zombie nodded and dragged the giant zombie towards the terminal door. Gray asked the people in the community to collect the mutated zombies in the wilderness. Only then did he complete one of his targets.

"Roar!!!!!"

The giant zombie, nearly three meters tall, looked towards the second floor of the terminal with a ferocious look on its face, and its heavy body was unwilling to move an even a step.

The male zombie frowned, and a trace of anger appeared on his gray face. He reached into the pocket of his clothes made of rags and took out a blue scale the size of a ping-pong ball.

"Go away! You beast!!"

The male zombie held up the scales and waved them in front of the giant zombie. The giant zombie, which had a violent look on its face just now, immediately calmed down, and the muscles that were bulging on its body also shrank in outline.

The giant zombie stopped resisting and started walking following the male zombie's footsteps.

Heavy footsteps could be heard from time to time in the terminal. At the entrance to the boarding bridge on the second floor, a trace of doubt flashed across Daryl's face. The mutant zombies were obviously moving in a farther direction, which was unreasonable.

"Sir?" the soldier asked when he saw Daryl stop.

"It's okay, let's retreat back to the airport."

Although Daryl found it strange, he gave up the idea of ​​going to find out. The [Ghost Mask] has no effect on mutated zombies, and the shoulder-mounted launchers carried by soldiers can easily cause contamination in indoor environments. To be on the safe side, it is better to retreat to the airport and wait for changes.

The group ran down the boarding bridge and returned to the machine gun crew position that had been set up.

A moment later, a group of zombies rolled down from the boarding bridge, their rotten bodies twisted and twisted, and sticky blood plasma flowed out.

The zombies that fell under the boarding bridge piled up in piles, but Daryl did not order the machine gunners to open fire. There was no need for the team to waste machine gun bullets on these fallen zombies.

Daryl commanded the team, and everyone used small-caliber ammunition to clear out the half-dead corpses.

The search team was blessed with luck and did not encounter any tough problems for the time being. However, Alan, who was out with his teammates, discovered a group of fleeing people on the road.

On the road leading to the mountaintop village.

Aaron was driving a pickup truck with Alan and others. When the pickup truck passed the intersection, it suddenly encountered several cars covered with bullet holes and blood.

The opposing convoy seemed to be heading in the direction where Alan and others came from, and the pickup truck driven by Aaron almost collided with the leading car of the other side.

Alan, sitting in the co-pilot seat, quietly took out his revolver. Eric in the trunk had already started the drone and mounted two bags of explosives.

A strange convoy stopped at the intersection. Aaron and the other driver looked at each other behind the windshield, and the atmosphere froze for a moment.

"What should we do?" Aaron stared at the driver opposite, his momentum was not inferior at all, but his lips moved slightly, and he asked Alan in the passenger seat.

Alan frowned and gripped the revolver tightly in her right hand. The current stalemate between the two sides was very unfavorable to her.

The number of people in the strange convoy is definitely larger. If the vehicles stop on the road and the two sides start shooting at each other, Alan will be at a disadvantage.

"Wait, the other side seems to want to communicate with us."

Alan stared at the leading unfamiliar vehicle. The reflection of light prevented her from seeing the face of the person sitting in the passenger seat, but the other person had already put his hands out of the window, indicating that he was not carrying any weapons.

Alan breathed a sigh of relief. If the other side was hostile, there would be no need to act like this. After all, they had the advantage of numbers.

"Who are you? Where are you from? What do you want to do?"

Alan stuck his head out of the car window and asked loudly to the person on the other side.

"Shit! It's you! You're that girl!"

From the passenger seat of the lead vehicle came the female voice that Alan had vaguely heard.

Alan jumped out of the car with a frown and put the pistol back into the holster. She remembered the owner of the voice. It was the voice of Laura, the deputy of Negan, the leader of the Saviors.

Laura also got out of the car. She was in a bad condition. There was a bullet scratch on her face, and the wound was still bleeding.

Carl and Patrick snuck out of the back of the pickup truck, holding their rifles.

Alan glanced at Aaron in the car. Aaron was holding the steering wheel tightly with both hands, staring at the opposite side with gritted teeth.

"Calm down Aaron, they have paid a price to join us, and no one can defy the will of the Destiny Front."

Alan was worried that Aaron might do something irrational, so he immediately reminded him.

"I know, I just..." Aaron whispered something while steering.

Alan looked at Laura. Laura's team was obviously under attack. Although the two sides had been enemies before, the situation had changed. The Savior Hall had already belonged to the Destiny camp. Alan needed to ask about the other party's situation and provide help.

"What happened? Who attacked you?"

Alan walked towards Laura and snapped his fingers at Eric again, who immediately dropped the package of medicine from the pickup truck.

Laura looked at Alan with a complicated expression. The Savior Temple was attacked by an unknown force. To be honest, she suspected that Negan had been deceived and the attacker might be from the Destiny Camp.

"What's that look in your face?"

Although she was young, Alan was not small in stature or aura. She looked at Laura menacingly, as if she was questioning a subordinate.

"A group of tall people attacked the Sanctuary. They had automatic firepower and the ability to drive zombies. We couldn't defend the Sanctuary, so we had to take the rest of the people and evacuate."

Laura calmed down and got out of her doubtful thoughts. She was still immersed in fear just now, and the thoughts in her head were obviously incorrect.

The Destiny Front wanted to destroy the Saviors, and they would have started on the day Negan was defeated. Why wait until today and let these people escape?

"Tall?! How tall?"

Alan felt something was wrong. No matter how tall the enemy was, Laura had no need to use body shape to represent them. Unless...the opponent's height was far beyond the normal range.

"Taller than any basketball player I've ever seen. I'm afraid they're eight feet tall," Laura said with lingering fear.

She hadn't mentioned that these people were wearing heavy steel vests and moved very fast. Even if the Saviors shot them in the limbs, they couldn't stop their movements.

Bullets don't seem to be able to stop this group of people...

"Fake!?"

Laura's description reminded Alan of the enemies mentioned in the textbook, the cultists in the Newnan War! The textbook called these people zombies. Every one of them was a mutant human who opposed civilization and order, and was a potential enemy of the Destiny Army.

"Where is Negan? Is he dead?" Alan calmed down and continued to ask.

Aaron turned his head away while sitting in the car. He was afraid that if he stared at Laura with a sad face, he would laugh out loud.

It's really a matter of fate! It will be reincarnated again!

"He was...assigned a mission by the leader and went somewhere else. I couldn't inform the Savior Hall of the situation." Laura was still a little uncomfortable with addressing Zhang Qiang.

Alan nodded seriously, then waved to Aaron to turn the car around. The plan to go to Hilltop Village had to be put aside for the time being. She had to first bring the remnants of the Savior Church back to the Alexandria community and report the situation to the principal.

"Follow our vehicle and take the medicines and use them first." Alan said to Laura without question.