Chinese agents survive in a zombie apocalypse.

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"Pfft... You think you can find clues like that?"

Daryl was quite skeptical.

"...The wounds were caused by a sharp weapon; there were no other injuries. It was a single, fatal blow..."

Ignoring the sarcasm in his tone, Rick continued to speculate:

"...This one was killed by a dagger. It's a penetrating wound, thin and round, likely from some kind of long, sharp weapon, perhaps a steel bar..."

"Mohr has a hand injury, so let's rule that out for now. They used two different weapons here, meaning there were at least two of them..."

Rick clapped his hands and stood up, turning to Daryl as he said:

"The bodies found on the rooftop and in the stairwell were all killed with cold weapons, not firearms, but the possibility of firearms cannot be ruled out..."

"Their willingness to operate in the city and engage in close combat with the walkers indicates that they are confident in their abilities and possess extensive combat experience, making them far from ordinary survivors..."

"..."

Daryl remained silent, surprised that Daryl could actually glean so much from the corpse, and said with some resentment:

"What's the use of just seeing this? Where are we going to find them now?"

"that......"

T suddenly interrupted them from behind. Seeing that they were both looking at him, he expressed his concerns:

"If Mor escapes, will he bring these people back to the camp and cause trouble?"

Rick's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this; he had completely forgotten about it.

"..."

Daryl sensed something was wrong. Knowing his brother's temper, he figured he might have already returned to camp for revenge. He could only say helplessly:

"It's very likely..."

"We must act immediately, get the guns, and get back."

Rick acted quickly, fearing things would get out of control if he went back too late. He said to Daryl:

“Moor knows the location of the camp and will come looking for us sooner or later.”

......

So the group started discussing how to safely retrieve the bag of guns.

Glenn, however, insisted that he would go alone.

Rick objected; how could he let Glenn go on this risk alone? He shook his head and said:

You cannot act alone.

"I'm not happy with you, and even I think this is wrong."

Daryl echoed this.

"This idea is feasible, let me finish..."

Glenn had his reasons, and he looked up at Rick and said:

“If we go out together, we will walk slowly and attract attention, but if I go alone, I will be more flexible.”

"Look..."

Glenn gestured on the ground, drawing a simple map of the nearby streets. He pointed to the map and explained:

"The tank is here, five blocks away. This is our first meeting. I pulled you into the alley; Daryl and I are going there..."

"Why me?"

"Crossbows are quieter than guns."

"..."

Daryl nodded.

Glenn then arranged another rendezvous point for Rick and T-boy to ensure that they would be met no matter which direction they evacuated from.

Rick and the others naturally had no objection to this, and they all nodded in agreement with Glenn's plan.

"Kid, what did you do before?"

Daryl thought this kid was really talented, so he asked curiously.

"Pizza delivery guy, what's wrong?"

Glenn said.

"..."

Hearing this, several people nodded.

Well, delivery drivers are all hidden talents...

......

After making their plans, they split up and began to act.

Glenn and Daryl headed to the location of the weapons, while Rick and T went to another rendezvous point.

There were no walkers in the alley. Glenn and Daryl cautiously approached the alley entrance and hid behind a trash can, carefully observing the situation outside the street.

Daryl nocked an arrow, looked at Glenn who was already ready to go out into the street, and couldn't help but say:

"You Chinese are quite bold."

"I am Korean."

"never mind."

"..."

Glenn took a deep breath and ran straight out of the alley, using the cars and obstacles on the roadside to conceal his movements.

Fortunately, there weren't many zombies on the street. He arrived at the street with the tank without any danger, pounced, and hid inside the sandbag fortifications. Then, using the fortifications as cover, he cautiously made his way to the location of the bag of guns.

On the other side, a figure was approaching Daryl; it was a survivor from the nursing home who had come out to search for supplies.

Daryl, a seasoned hunter, was very vigilant. As soon as he heard footsteps behind him, he turned around, raised his crossbow, and aimed at the approaching person.

"Hey...don't shoot, what do you want?"

Miguel had come over out of curiosity to see that there were living people, but he was startled when Daryl suddenly pointed his crossbow at him.

"I'm looking for my brother. He injured his hand. Have you seen him?"

When Daryl saw that a strange young man had suddenly appeared, he immediately thought of the unknown team that had rescued his brother and asked directly.

"Help......"

Seeing his menacing demeanor, Miguel called out to his companions in fear.

"Shut up, or you'll attract the walkers."

Daryl was stunned and quickly stopped his shouting, continuing to ask about his brother:

"Say it."

"Help......"

Miguel kept shouting for help.

puff......

In a fit of anger, Daryl knocked him to the ground.

Seeing him lying on the ground still shouting, Daryl quickly covered his mouth, afraid that the noise would attract the walkers.

"Shut up, stop shouting..."

Just then, two men ran in from the alleyway; it was bald Philip and his companion.

They rushed over at the sound and saw Miguel being pinned down by a man. Without saying a word, Philippe went straight up and kicked Daryl hard to the ground.

Then he started hitting Daryl relentlessly, making him scream in pain.

Meanwhile, Glenn had already gotten the bag of guns and also grabbed Rick's police hat. When he saw that some walkers had noticed him, he was so frightened that he hurriedly ran back.

When he rushed back to the alley, he saw this scene and was stunned for a moment.

"That's the bag, buddy."

"Take it, take it..."

Philip and his companion noticed the bag of guns Glenn was carrying, which was their unexpected target for this trip.

The two men then stopped beating Daryl and turned to snatch the gun from Glenn's hand.

When Glenn saw the two men rushing towards him menacingly, he instinctively turned to run, but they caught up with him and knocked him down with a single punch.

puff......

Daryl caught his breath, raised his crossbow, aimed at Philip who was trying to steal the gun, and shot him in the buttocks with an arrow.

"what......"

Philip clutched his buttocks and screamed in agony.

When they turned around and saw Daryl had his crossbow nocked again, they didn't bother to grab the bag of guns on the ground, but instead used Glenn as a shield.

"Help... Daryl..."

"Come back... you bastard!"

Seeing Glenn being taken hostage, Daryl hesitated to fire another arrow, and could only watch helplessly as Glenn was dragged into the car and taken away.

"Ho...ho..."

Startled, the zombies couldn't catch up with the speeding car, so they turned their attention to the alley entrance.

With no other option, Daryl could only close the iron gate at the alley entrance to temporarily slow down the walkers.

Just then, Rick and T-boy arrived and saw Daryl pinning down a young man and about to beat him up.

"Stop it..."

Rick stopped Daryl, who was almost out of control, and asked him what had happened.

"They kidnapped Glenn, that little bastard, and his bunch of scoundrels."

Daryl was extremely agitated; he had never suffered such a loss before. Pointing at Miguel, who was being pinned against the wall by T-Zai, he roared angrily:

"I'll make sure your ass is bruised and battered..."

"Guys, the walkers have surrounded us."

Seeing the growing number of zombies gathering at the alley entrance, T-zai spoke with some fear.

"Go back to the bakery, quick!"

Seeing this, Rick shouted loudly at T-boy.

He then retrieved the bag of guns and police cap from the ground before leaving with Daryl.

...department store, bakery.

"Those who were with you, tell me where they went."

Rick looked at the young Hispanic man and began to interrogate him about his background.

"I'm not telling you..."

Miguel felt somewhat relieved when he saw that the other person was wearing a police uniform; his only fear was that menacing-looking country bumpkin.

He personally witnessed the other side shoot an arrow into Philip's buttocks.

Poor Philip...

He couldn't even imagine how painful that must have been.

"My God, what exactly happened back then...?"

T-boy still doesn't understand the situation.

Daryl paced back and forth, clearly still furious. He glared at Miguel and said bitterly:

"I told you, this little bitch and her idiot buddy suddenly appeared out of nowhere and beat me up..."

"It's clearly you who's picking a fight with me..."

Miguel looked completely innocent. He hadn't done anything, yet someone was pointing a crossbow at him. Who wouldn't be scared? He defended himself, saying:

"Damn it, she's been clamoring to find her own brother, and now she's turning around and saying it's my fault..."

"They kidnapped Glenn, and they might have kidnapped Moore too..."

Daryl said somewhat excitedly.

He found the group of guys who had suddenly appeared very suspicious.

"Moll?"

Miguel was taken aback by Daryl's words. He recalled the three people who had come to their camp yesterday. Could it be such a coincidence...?

He asked with a look of surprise and uncertainty, "Do you know Moore Dixon?"

"..."

Upon hearing this, Rick and his two companions instinctively exchanged glances, all seeing the astonishment on each other's faces...

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