Time Travel: I am a Warlord in Doomsday America

Sigma turned his head and the face that came into view was someone he knew at school.

"Hopkins? You guys?"

"King? You..."

Wang Zhiqiang, Soap and Price, three legendary special forces soldiers, completed their surveillance mission together today.

Soap and Price had already changed into combat uniforms, bulletproof vests, and were holding their favorite rifles in their hands, with spare weapons behind their backs.

Price slowly lit a cigar and blew a puff of thick smoke at Sigma.

He said regretfully:

“Sigma, live in the same dormitory for a few days.

I thought I understood your kindness, but I didn't expect you to choose the wrong path. "

Sigma was stunned, his eyes were filled with tears from the smoke, but he reacted in a moment.

The Hopkinses knew who they were from the beginning.

"You knew about this a long time ago!? Why didn't you catch me!?"

Sigma growled and turned to look at the burning house. He was still worried about the people inside.

Wang Zhiqiang held the gun but was not in a hurry to take action.

He looked at his watch and saw that the fire had been burning for almost a minute. He waved his hand to the Scorpion troops, all his compatriots in plain clothes and holding weapons, and shouted:

"Everyone, take your weapons and go to the grassy area by the river!! Do not enter the woods!! Put them all on the grassy area, in an open area, and beat them hard!!!"

The armed Scorpion soldiers took their guns, some got in vehicles, and headed towards the outskirts of the farm together.

Deep in the woods, the Whisperer, who had already seen the fire, used the intercom to inform Hera:

"Rogers succeeded! Sigma... should have succeeded too. I heard gunshots! There's no one patrolling the river!"

Zhi…

Hera's voice sounded. She was in the channel, notifying all Whisperer leaders:

"Bring the sheep! Let's go!"

At the outermost edge of the farm woods, pairs of rotten feet crossed the road and staggered into the woods.

Not only in this direction, but also in the woods surrounding the farm, in the east, west and south directions, there were several waves of large-scale hordes of zombies staggering forward.

The zombies hidden in these three directions perfectly avoid the routes that school staff take to the farm every week.

Hera was smarter than Zhang Qiang imagined. After knowing the school's firepower, she asked her leader to lead a larger group of zombies to surround the farm from more directions and disperse the already scarce manpower on the farm.

But she didn't expect how terrifying Zhang Qiang's method of increasing troops was. In just a few days, there were twenty or thirty more special forces from the Scorpion Unit.

All these soldiers were placed on the farm by Zhang Qiang as laborers, while the real laborers were taken back to school.

Together with the farm's original soldiers and armed forces, there are now more than forty armed personnel on the farm, and a variety of heavy firepower have also been brought over.

The black mass of zombies entered the woods together. There was a constant sound of rustling leaves, but drowning out the sound was the restless roars of a large number of zombies.

“Hoooooo!!!”

"Ugh!!"

Hera stood at the end of the corpse group and watched her men advance with the flock of sheep.

The heads of the zombies kept moving past Hera and continued to appear in an endless stream.

She was very proud. She didn't believe that a dozen guns could solve a zombie horde of this size, unless the other side had a machine gun defense line with unlimited firepower.

The twenty members of the Scorpion Force, who were directly commanded by Wang Zhiqiang, have already taken their positions on the grass by the river.

Two snipers carrying thermal imaging SVDs were lying on top of the vehicle, with their mission to prioritize killing the Whisperers in the zombie horde.

On the river bank, two Whisperer leaders had walked out of the woods, followed by dense crowds of zombies. In order to speed up their progress, they risked being shot first and walked to the front of the zombie group.

But on the rest of the way, they must let the zombies cover them.

A large number of zombies stepped into the river, and some of them slipped and fell into the shallow river.

The zombie horde has occupied this section of the river, and more zombies are crossing the river. After whispering to each other, the two Whisperer leaders also joined the zombie horde crossing the river.

Only by climbing up the grassy slope on the other side of the river could the swarm of zombies enter the field of vision of the Scorpion Army's defense line.

Price had already left with his gun in hand, and went to the outskirts of the farm and patrolled in other directions with scattered members of the Scorpion Corps.

Wang Zhiqiang looked at his watch again.

The soldiers who were guest-starring as the fire brigade wrapped the members of the Green family in fireproof bags and rescued them one by one.

One after another, figures crossed the sea of ​​fire, protecting people wearing fireproof bags in their arms.

After rescuing one person, they rushed into the fire again to rescue the next person.

Hershel, who had just been brought out by the firefighters, tore off the fireproof bag on his body. His face was full of anger and confusion. The firefighters behind him did not answer him, but just grabbed the fireproof bag and rushed into the house again.

Family and friends were all around, and the eldest daughter Maggie and the youngest daughter Beth were both horrified as they watched their once warm home being engulfed by flames.

Hershel walked up to Wang Zhiqiang and asked angrily:

"What happened?! Why is it on fire!?"

Hershel absolutely believed that someone had set the fire on purpose. He had always paid great attention to the safety of his home!

Wang Zhiqiang has been in charge of the security of the farm for the past two weeks, and Hershel had reason to question him.

Wang Zhiqiang replied seriously: "Mr. Hershel, there are traitors in the school colluding with external forces to cause sabotage. We have caught them."

A soldier stood by, holding Rogers, whose face was bruised and swollen.

"What? A ghost? Why is this happening in our school?!"

Hershel's face was full of surprise, and Maggie and Beth ran over to check if he had any burns.

"Where's Alan?"

Hershel came to his senses and asked about his adopted daughter.

Otis and Patricia squatted on the lawn, looking anxiously at the house in flames.

Sigma also didn't move, staring at the door of the house.

Until a firefighter ran out holding a fireproof bag... The little sweaty figure inside tore open the fireproof bag and breathed in the air with normal temperature from outside.

“Alan!!”

Hershel called out.

Alan, who escaped from the sea of ​​fire, rushed over immediately, hugged Hershel's old body tightly, and sobbed softly.

She almost thought she was going to be roasted in the flames.

When Beth and Maggie saw that Alan was safe and sound, the two sisters wiped away their tears with relief.

The house was burned down, and all the memories inside were also burning. The two sisters cried, and could only use the excuse that their family members were free to comfort each other.

Sigma heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Alan come out safely.

In the next instant, the huge body suddenly jumped up, pounced on Soap beside him and punched him, trying to snatch the rifle slung across Soap's chest!

"You are really going down this path to your death, you fool!"

Soap shook his head and dodged nimbly, avoiding Sigma's huge body that was rushing towards him, and watched the fist wind with violent force rushing past him.

"Drink!!!"

Seeing that his first attack failed, Sigma wanted to attack again.

Soap held the rifle and moved closer to Sigma, entering the giant's arms.

However, he raised his elbow at the same time, and with precise and clean movements, he struck Sigma hard on the chin.

boom! !

The chin was hit, and the pressure inside the head changed due to external force, causing a feeling of dizziness.

Sigma felt all the strength in his body drain away in a short moment, his legs and feet became weak, and he unconsciously took two steps back.

When his body gathered strength again and consciousness returned, the cold muzzle of a gun was pressed against his forehead.

"Surrender now, don't let me kill you. You can survive if you surrender."

Soap knew his superior's principles well, so he stood in front of the half-kneeling Sigma and tried to persuade him.

Sigma's eyes were red, he didn't expect that his sudden attack would only result in casual teasing from the little guy in front of him.

All the plans fell into the opponent's calculations. Sigma thought that he would definitely not survive, and Soap was just humiliating him. He just wanted to die quickly.

Sigma grabbed the gun barrel against his head with his big hand and shouted angrily at Soap:

"Come on!! Shoot!!! Kill me!!"

Hershel was terrified watching from the side. He asked Wang Zhiqiang:

"What's going on? Isn't he from the armed forces?"

Wang Zhiqiang patiently explained: "He was in the same group as the people who burned the house. I don't know anything else..."

Wang Zhiqiang's expression was serious, and he did not show any uneasiness at all when lying.

After hearing this, Hershel's expression was immediately filled with anger. He walked towards Sigma and wanted to ask him why he did this.

Unexpectedly, Alan had already approached Sigma first.

"Stay away from him kid!!"

Hershel shouted a warning from behind Alan.

"Don't get close to him!!"

Maggie and Beth also shouted anxiously.

Sigma, who was more than two meters tall, was already an enemy and a dangerous person in their eyes.

Ignoring the cries of others, Alan came to Sigma and said coldly:

“So… you’re the one who saved us last time among the monsters, and I said I’ve seen you before.

So... why are you hurting me and my family again?"

If Sigma hadn't saved her once, Alan would still have some feelings for him.

Otherwise, Alan would have pulled out a gun and pointed it at Sigma's head.

Sigma, who had given up on himself, turned to look at Alan, and seeing the cold eyes of the little girl, he chose to close his eyes after being questioned repeatedly.

'Yeah, why would I do this... I saved her... and now I want to hurt her...'

"Yes...I'm sorry..."

Sigma suddenly fell to the ground, holding his head with both hands, trembling all over...

Alan was stunned for a moment. Sigma's attitude made her puzzled.

Hershel, who was behind her, immediately carried her away from Sigma.

Just now, Hershel had heard what Alan said.

With complicated eyes, he looked at Sigma, whose body was shaking, his arms holding his head, and whose sobbing could be heard faintly.

After all, the old man was a kind person who believed in God. He said to Soap, who was still holding the gun:

"Young man, don't kill him. Let's talk about it later..."

Soap looked at Hershel speechlessly. He had already given Sigma a chance.

If he hadn't known that Hershel's words carried weight, he would have been ready to shoot and end Sigma's life.

Sigma's struggle just now was actually a request for death. Soap thought that he should satisfy this man's wish.

After all, if a man chooses to die, then he will die. This is straightforward enough.

Soap picked up the butt of the gun and smashed it on the back of Sigma's head, knocking the two-meter-tall man unconscious.

He took out the plastic bandages he had brought with him, tied Sigma's hands and feet, and left him on the grass for the time being.

Sigma, lying on the ground with tear marks on his face, looked a little funny. Even Alan, who was frowning, couldn't help twitching his eyebrows when he saw Sigma's appearance.

"Poor man..."