Time Travel: I am a Warlord in Doomsday America

After the auditorium meeting, the school entered a new stage.

Simple banners were hung on the school buildings to remind people of the glory of labor. But Zhang Qiang suppressed people's desire to work at this time and gave everyone a holiday.

The reason is that it is not safe outside and he wants to create a quiet environment for everyone.

Zhang Qiang is showing his broad mind. He is a qualified leader who thinks for the workers.

In order to gain more prestige, Zhang Qiang began to fight the zombies alone at the school gate, showing his strength and dedication, which made people believe in him to the fullest.

Perhaps if there is another external opportunity, everyone's attitude towards Zhang Qiang will become "fanatic".

Zhang Qiang started to increase his troops. As his points gradually increased, he cleared his points again and deployed fifteen military simulation soldiers. He formed these soldiers into formations and helped him clear out the zombies in the town.

Two days later, Zhang Qiang's score was 3079. Don't forget that the zombies killed by the soldiers can only be counted as one tenth, which is 1 point.

The more than 3000 points were earned by Zhang Qiang by killing more zombies himself while deliberately asking the soldiers to slow down the pace to clear the zombies.

In the town of Gran, pickup trucks and large trucks were driving on the road, and a large number of laborers were carrying corpses on the street and loading them into nearby vehicles waiting to travel.

The task of clearing the town was enormous, and large numbers of bodies were transported outside the town and filled into the deep pits where the excavators were working.

For some piles of corpses far away from buildings, Zhang Qiang ordered them to be burned on the spot. Fire trucks also drove around the town, following the orders of the armed guards.

Half a month passed like this before the town returned to its original quiet and desolate state, no longer littered with corpses like a cemetery.

The school also resumed normal work.

At this time, the United States has entered autumn, and some crops are ripe and can be harvested.

Zhang Qiang once again opened the auditorium meeting, praising people's contributions and celebrating the harvest with the workers in the school.

(In fact, Green Farm was fleeced a lot.)

Everything was peaceful until September passed and October came.

It wasn't until mid-October that Zhang Qiang's panel suddenly prompted:

The [Rescue] mission has been changed.

The reward condition is changed to the faction under your jurisdiction accepting new survivors. 200 points per person, no upper limit.

It was early morning at this time. Zhang Qiang, who was lifting weights in the gym, stopped and the task was suddenly changed. The reward was doubled from the original 100 points.

This seems to be a good thing, but Zhang Qiang knows the nature of the [Mission Panel] and there must be something fishy going on.

After thinking about it, Zhang Qiang started to speculate mainly based on the plot. It is autumn now, so what stage has the plot of the play reached... ?

Boom! ! !

The barbell was thrown on the ground, and Zhang Qiang suddenly realized that in the plot, the farm fell in autumn!

'Green Farm...'

Zhang Qiang rubbed his eyelids. The farm was a well-known location in the show! It should be the same as the Atlanta CDC. Why hadn't he thought of this before? !

However, I didn’t trigger any hidden missions when I went to the farm before. Could it be that... only the farm that has been turned into a sea of ​​fire and ruins by zombies can unlock hidden missions like the CDC?

Zhang Qiang felt that his reasoning was stuck in a vicious circle.

Giving up the idea of ​​entering a dead end, Zhang Qiang looked at the points on the panel: 7049.

All his expenses in the past two months were on daily consumption of bullets and deployment of new soldiers. He did not summon a single legendary special forces soldier.

The plan to expand the army was previously determined to deal with the Whisperers and the zombie tide.

The points consumed by a legendary soldier are enough to deploy five military simulations. Zhang Qiang also suppressed the idea of ​​summoning Task Force 141 and continued to deploy troops.

Now the number of his soldiers has expanded to thirty, and there are only a few zombies left around Gran Town, so the speed at which points are earned has slowed down significantly.

The good news is that after deploying twenty soldiers, his specialty upgrade slot will be unlocked.

In battle, Zhang Qiang can unlock special skill upgrade rewards for free by accumulating kills of zombies or enemies, or he can spend points to unlock them in a non-combat state.

After calculating his current strength, Zhang Qiang began to perform his daily work as normal, including training with the armed team and teaching the children entry-level fighting skills...

At seven o'clock in the evening, the top management held a routine meeting.

Zhang Qiang sat at the chief seat. After listening to the reports from senior executives, he put the plan for the farm on the agenda.

This was something he made to prevent plot inertia and to protect the farm.

Moreover, the farm is one of the school's important grain producing areas, and Hershel had given Zhang Qiang enough face to cooperate with the school.

It is reasonable and logical for Zhang Qiang to help them overcome possible crises in the future.

“I plan to take a team of ten soldiers and go to the farm to perform security work myself.

Moore, you are responsible for notifying the armed forces personnel who are transferred back to the farm..."

Just when the school’s top management was having a meeting.

South of Gran Town, a tide of zombies has taken over the world of the dead... The Whisperers, an organization that has not appeared for a long time, are also holding a meeting.

Pelican Hill Resort is the territory of the Whisperers. The town at the foot of the mountain and the wilderness at the foot of the mountain are all surrounded by tides of zombies.

In the night, countless zombies were swaying at the foot of the mountain. The density was so high that the swaying bodies completely blocked the faint light from the moon.

This is the death line set up by the Whisperers.

Hera, the leader of the Whisperers who had previously appeared in the woods outside Gran Town.

She took off her corpse-skin hood, revealing her extremely pure blonde hair. She wore a leather windbreaker and sat at the head of the long table with her legs crossed. Ten Whisperer leaders were sitting nearby.

Unlike the school, the resort camp has no electricity supply.

The Whisperers abandoned the civilization they had as humans and devoted themselves completely to the so-called "nature".

The conference room could only be illuminated by candles at night, and the flickering candlelight could not illuminate all corners of the conference room. Only half of the leaders' faces were visible in the candlelight, and the rest were hidden in the darkness.

"Winter is coming, and the harvest in the mountains is not good. What do you think?"

Hera asked the leaders present in a low voice. In fact, she was just throwing out the idea and she already had a plan in mind.

None of the ten leaders spoke. They knew nothing about operating a force. Only in the Whisperers, an organization that had abandoned "humanity", could this group of rubbish become high-level officials through personal force alone.

"We have almost finished searching for supplies in the town. The nearest supply point is Gran Town, 50 kilometers to the north.

We can go there and loot.”

Sigma suddenly suggested.

Sigma, a newcomer who joined the Whisperers more than two months ago, has a two-meter-tall body and strength far beyond that of an ordinary person. With his extraordinary martial arts, he has become the leader of the Whisperers organization, where the law of the jungle prevails.

Obviously, he is also one of the few leaders with brains, although not many.

Hera looked at Sigma, and Sigma lowered his head tactfully, not daring to look Hera in the eye.

He had long since submitted to this woman who had blazed a trail in the world of the dead.

"It's a good idea, but there's already a camp in Gran Town. The newcomers who came back last time mentioned that the school is the main base of that group of people. They have a lot of heavy firepower and even artillery launchers."

Hera put down her long legs, pulled over a chair, and sat up straight near the conference table.

She said directly: "We don't need to fight with that group of people. I have a target, which is a location that the pastors outside accidentally discovered."

Hera said slowly: "A farm, without walls, without a large number of armed forces, they have vast corn fields, farms, and orchards..."

God knows what you did.

This was the first time Hera had the idea of ​​officially plundering the territory of other survivors.

But she could never have imagined the relationship between the farm and the school.

Her plans will run into an overwhelming force and she will encounter a terrifying demon who will punish her for her actions on behalf of God.

The school and the resort were the new goals of both parties. The reward change on the panel might be a hint to Zhang Qiang.

The next day, after eight o'clock.

Everyone in the school started to get busy. An Zhui called vehicles for Zhang Qiang and the soldiers, and Moore began to contact the armed forces on the farm for the handover.

Alan is going back this time too, and she brings her friends, Eric and Patrick.

Coincidentally, Sean's job this week is to train Hershel and his family in shooting.

The group set off quickly, and it took the convoy half an hour to leave the town, then cross the forest road and arrive at Green Farm.

Hershel, who had already received the news from Daya, came to greet them. The farm workers changed in waves, but the flow of people remained very busy.

This made Herschel feel the atmosphere of life before the disaster. The upward life made the old man very energetic and he looked younger.

"Oh hahahahahaha…Ailan, sweetheart, you finally decided to come back!"

Hershel squatted down, hugged Alan who ran out of the car, and gently stroked Alan's head.

Zhang Qiang led the soldiers out of the car. He was not wearing heavy armor, but a casual red checkered shirt and jeans.

He felt bored and tedious to always be fully armed. He didn't like the monotonous life.

"Herschel, how are you doing?"

Zhang Qiang came over to greet.

Alan broke free from Hershel's arms, ran back to Zhang Qiang, and took her friends to play nearby.

"Everything is great! Man! Your expert, Sarah, has given me a lot of new knowledge, and this season's harvest has exceeded my expectations!"

Hershel said with a smile.

Zhang Qiang was not polite either. He came over and joked with Hershel about young people, bumped fists, and said:

"It seems that we have accomplished our mission very well."

"I can already feel God's gaze! Green Farm will continue to prosper!!"

Hershel bumped fists with Zhang Qiang in high spirits. He put his arm around Zhang Qiang's shoulders and invited him to sit in the small room.

Zhang Qiang winked at his fellow soldier code-named "Hornet", asking him to communicate with the armed team on the farm, and then let the armed team return to school after the handover.

The wasp left with a group of soldiers.

At the edge of the farm, in the woodland area by the river, a group of staggering zombies were walking out of the woods.

The two zombies in the lead looked a little abnormal, with white skin faintly visible around their necks. The normal white skin was clearly distinguished from their rotten and gray faces.

These are two Whisperers, and the petite female one among them is Hera.

She personally surveyed the environment around the farm and attracted some scattered zombies to protect herself.

"Mark, you know what to do."

Hera said to the whisperer beside her.

Place an undercover agent in the farm, get information about the farm, and then have your men gather the scattered zombies and the zombies in the wild together...

When the undercover agent triggers a riot on the farm, it will be time for the Whisperers to attack.

Hera thought her plan was perfect.

By the river, Mark was about to take off his corpse skin mask and prepare to play the role of a survivor being chased by a swarm of zombies.

He wanted to make himself look more miserable before going to the farm to gain people's help and trust.

sudden!!

"Ah! Damn it!"

(Wrong, dead.)

A pistol bullet pierced Mark's head. Mark, who was about to raise his hand to take off his mask, suddenly fell backwards, leaving a bloody hole as big as a bowl on his face. The flesh and blood tissue looked very fresh in the wound.

"Humph, at this distance, how can I not hit it?"

Four children appeared on the other side of the river at some point.

Alan showed off his silenced pistol loaded with hollow-point bullets to his friends and Carl, whom he had only known for a few weeks.

Hera paced in front of the group of zombies. Mark's sudden death made her completely dazed and she stood there.

'What happened and where am I?! How did Mark die? Were we discovered??'

Countless thoughts filled Hera's mind, making it impossible for her to think rationally about the current situation.

On the other side of the river, Carl was a little unhappy. He had just shown off his marksmanship to Alan, saying that he could hit a can twenty meters away. Alan then showed him a trick and shot a shaking zombie thirty meters away.

"You just started learning from the principal earlier. I will surpass you sooner or later!"

Carl said to Alan unconvinced.

Alan shrugged indifferently, looking a bit like Zhang Qiang in his rogue appearance.

Hera, who was leading the zombies in the woods, was awakened by the children's unbridled conversation. After she came to her senses and noticed that each child was holding a black silenced pistol, Hera dived into the zombies to hide.

"Are all the adults on the farm crazy?! What kind of parents!! Allow so many kids to play with guns!?"

Hera showed a rare panic. She had to leave. Something was wrong with the farm...