The Walking Dead TWD

Chapter 135 Appetizers

Eastman finally left a letter, which was an explanation to Zhou Nan, and then he walked out of the prison.

He planned to follow the railroad to Fort Benning alone, trying to find a new way out.

If Zhou Nan knew his movements, he would be surprised to find that Eastman's direction would pass by the terminal!

Whether Eastman, who believes in the goodness of human nature, will ever reach the final destination is perhaps only known to himself.

The current terminal seems to be in a harmonious state.

If not, then congratulations to Eastman.

Eastman might inflict some suffering on these cannibals, or he might be eaten.

Woodbury

The governor looked at the note in his hand with an expression neither sad nor happy, and no one knew what he was thinking at the moment.

At this time, news came over his radio.

"Governor, we have confirmed that the remnants of the Nighthawk Society are hiding there!"

"It looks like a battle just took place there, and they're sending a large number of people to clean up the mess. Now is the perfect time for us to take action!"

After hearing the news, Philip's hands shook violently.

Nighthawk had been hiding here and there for the past few days, and had been reluctant to engage in a head-on battle with him. His fist felt like it was hitting cotton, and he couldn't exert any force at all. This feeling made Philip so uncomfortable that he vomited blood.

Now that he had finally found out the location of the Nighthawk Society, Philip no longer hesitated.

"Very good, keep a close eye on them and report any movements you discover immediately!"

Philip looked at the photo of Penny on the table again and whispered, "Baby, wait for me to avenge you."

Philip's expression then turned ferocious. He picked up the radio and ordered, "Everyone, get organized! We must set off immediately!"

"By the way, bring those shoulder-mounted bazookas too. This time, I'm going to kill them all!"

Following the Governor's order, Woodbury came out in full force.

Only some old people without fighting ability remained in the town. It seemed that Philip had made up his mind to destroy the Nighthawk Society.

Meanwhile, at the factory, they were completely unaware of Woodbury's actions. Eamon was still in the room with the intercom, planning to call more people over.

This time he made the trip in person just to destroy Woodbury.

Of course, it would be best if we could successfully enslave them.

"In the early hours of last night, Woodbury attacked us. There were about thirty of them..."

Amon waved his hand to interrupt Tonio. He sneered, "Only thirty of us beat nearly a hundred of you like this?"

"You guys are such a waste."

Tonio whispered in defense, "They have machine guns. We're so overpowered we can't organize an effective counterattack."

"In the end, they ran out of bullets, which gave us some time to catch our breath..."

Eamon nodded thoughtfully. "Machine gun, army stuff?"

"There's no Army stationed around here except Fort Benning."

Tonio reminded him, "Originally, there were troops stationed at the CDC, but they were eventually overwhelmed by the zombie horde."

"When we went over to check, we didn't know who had taken most of the things."

"I think these heavy weapons are likely from the troops stationed at the CDC..."

Eamon interrupted Tonio again, "CDC?"

"Is there anyone else there?"

Tonio shook his head. "The CDC's door is completely closed. We've had people waiting there for a long time, but no one has ever opened it."

"We tried to break the door, but it was too strong, so we gave up."

"Maybe the zombies have already destroyed them from within. Who knows?"

Just as the two were talking, a shrill whistle sounded from a distance.

Judging from the sounds, it seems there is more than one place.

Eamon and Tonio's expressions changed.

"FUCK!"

"Whoever made this noise, I'm going to skin him alive today!"

The two men took the radio and asked what was going on while running to the roof to observe the situation.

After reaching the top floor, they looked towards the source of the sound.

Then, Tonio and Eamon were stunned by the scene before them.

The main door, side door and rear door of the factory were all rammed open by the truck.

The group of zombies attracted by the whistle were continuously entering the factory through the gap.

Looking into the distance, there was a large black mass of zombies. It was obvious that these zombies were deliberately attracted by someone.

The entire factory was in chaos at this moment, with dense gunfire ringing out. Eamon quickly used the radio to ask everyone to retreat back to the building for defense.

It is much better to guard one entrance than to face zombies rushing towards you from all directions.

Faced with life and death, the members of the Nighthawk Society reacted quickly, and soon everyone retreated into the building. Thanks to the walls, this group of zombies actually no longer posed a threat to them!

Philip and other members of Woodbury stood in the distance and admired it all.

Seeing that all the members of the Nighthawk Club seemed to have retreated back into the building, someone also said something.

"It's bad, they've all retreated, and now the zombies can't do anything to them!"

Philip saw that the members of the Nighthawk Society had retreated and were successfully surrounded by the group of zombies. Instead of being worried, he was happy and said with a smile.

"Why are you panicking?"

"I originally wanted to get them all to huddle together so that I could catch them all in one fell swoop!"

"In the end, they actually huddled together!"

"Although these zombies are only given to them as appetizers, they are not so easy to swallow!"

After Philip finished speaking, he waved to his men and made a gesture of pulling the trigger.

The subordinate also handed Philip an RPG with understanding.

Only then did everyone look suddenly enlightened.

After a simple aim, Philip fired the rocket directly.

Unfortunately, he missed the target and the shell fell into the swarm of zombies.

With the huge explosion, countless limbs and arms were thrown into the air.

Philip shrugged. "Well, I accidentally injured a friendly force. Professional matters should be left to professionals."

"But this big furry thing is really fierce. I don't know where those people got it from."

After saying that, Philip returned the RPG to the person who had given it to him earlier.

Philip patted him on the shoulder and said, "Just blow up that building. It's better to blow a few more holes for them so that these hungry zombies can have a good meal."

"I'll leave it to you!"

On the other side, Tonio was hiding under the table with his head in his hands, his expression terrified.

"What was that noise outside just now? Was it a howitzer?"

Not only Tonio, but everyone was in chaos.

Then, there was another huge explosion.

The building also shook, and the wall on the first floor was actually blown open by the artillery shell!

The zombies behind stepped on the flesh of their companions and came towards the gap.

Just as the Nighthawks were about to resist the zombies, the familiar explosion sounded again, and a hole was opened on the left side of the building.

The situation is extremely critical!