The Paths Align

George's expression became unnatural. He wasn't really in favor of seeing Airon act that way, but he believed it was necessary in certain situations.

"Adam, do you remember anything about this place?" Abraham took the radio and asked.

"Well, even though it wasn't the route we escaped from, one of the attackers we encountered mentioned that they would alert the bases in this area. So there should be around four survivor bases controlled by the people who have been expanding their territory in Florida."

"Zz... New world, paradise, many names have been given to this union as something new, but those men you killed are members of the central base."

Upon hearing this, Abraham couldn't help but interject: "We're acting too hastily, and that's not good for our people or the group's security. Airon, both you and I know that we must keep a close eye on these people and make sure your plan can work."

George, who had been listening, agreed and pointed out, "If these people have a cult-like system, no matter if you talk to them about freedom or unity, they won't listen to us."

"Well, from what we were able to get out of those people, the leader of this group calls himself Caine and is said to have had a strong relationship with the bearded man Glenn killed..."

"Within the leadership of this man, there are others like him. In total, there would be nine leaders, and they all obey his orders, just as the soldiers did when the bearded man ordered them to attack us."

Abraham, who had walked over to the window, looked at the pitiful state of several people killing walkers and said, "These people live a hellish life, as if they were so afraid that they can't control their rage or anger... According to the support bases, they are distributed at these points, so in some way, they form a dome to protect the central base while also clearing out any threats..."

"Zz... Sir, this is another truck full of various supplies heading towards the central zone of the city..."

"Now we know where all those supplies are going. If there are bases, they will somehow have to distribute the food so that everyone can eat well..."

"Can someone serve as an undercover agent for a few days?" George suggested something much more important.

"Would it be convincing?"

"It could be..."

"With so many people in this place, they could easily launch a countermeasure against armed people, but how can it be so simple? Even if it were me, a simple plate of food would be more than enough to be happy these days..."

Airon perfectly understood the mindset of any survivor. After all, at the beginning of all this, he knew that many of those in his community would do everything possible to stay or even approach him. Such behavior was not strange.

"Even if that possibility exists, I'm afraid they don't have anyone who can organize so many people. Nobody would be so foolish as to risk something like that." Abraham understood these people and was somewhat certain about what was happening in this place.

This matter had become clearer than everyone had thought. Abraham and George remained silent as they watched Airon close his eyes, so they waited to see what decision he would make.

"I don't want to kill innocent people, not with our numbers... If I want them to trust me, I must give those people confidence." At this moment, Airon's expression became extremely cold, visualizing again and again what he would do later.

"Are we going to reorganize?"

"Yes, I want to do things right in this place..."

"Very well!"

Looking at Abraham, Airon said quietly, "You stay at this point as support, I want to see these people up close."

"We're coming with you."

"No, if something goes wrong I want to be the one at the forefront of this disaster, this place won't be difficult to handle..."

"We need to keep communication open..."

Seeing Airon's insistence, no one could say anything else, so they followed suit.

"We'll stick to the original plan unless I change my mind, do you understand?" After carefully observing the outside for a while, to make sure no one could see this place, Airon quickly left the residence, using the terrain to walk quickly through the houses, and disappeared from the view of the people who stayed in the building.

Three hours later, a familiar figure appeared in a distant alley, it was Airon, who had been out of contact for a long time. After a few minutes, George ran to the door and as soon as he opened it, a figure entered and both of them instantly asked, "How do you see it?"

Abraham and George were very interested in what Airon had seen, but he first walked to a backpack and took a few sips of water. "The little information we have is not entirely false, so we're on the right track."

"So should I contact Rick and the others? Do you want to take immediate action?"

Airon shook his head at this and said, "No, we'll meet with the others for now..."

"Now? Why?"

Because staying here can't solve any problems, not until the central base has a place to drive the Florida walkers and send in an elite team."

Another half hour later, it was already very late at this point, and the sky was darkening, everyone headed back to the house they had found in the forest to take action.

...

Night is the world of the undead, who do not rest for a single second.

Soon they arrived at a car and got in, as they started the engine some walkers were knocked down on the way, and they all headed towards the artificial forest.

A day later, at least a dozen vans that previously belonged to the SWAT were parked in a secluded location from those people's bases, preparing for the strike.

After withdrawing from the enemy settlement, they quickly gathered with the other people and now the group totaled four hundred people with weapons ready to act at any time.

But now, the high command was discussing something very important.

"Adam, if you really want to go to the safe zone, you have to do it now. As for the future, you'll have to wait for our people to take care of everything. We'll start an emergency operation to take over the survivor camps in this place, so there will be nothing to worry about."

Adam continued to think about this, whether to be an undercover man inside that enemy base until Airon's group was ready to attack.

He wanted to flee with his daughter to Alabama... However, after getting along well with Airon's group for more than a few days, he discovered that it is a very harmonious organization internally. He could even tell from their informal conversations that they were not afraid of that community of ten thousand people, they seemed rather indifferent. 

At first, he thought these people just had blind confidence, after all, they easily dealt with a small enemy group. But just this morning, he overheard a man named T-dog contacting the base and in just six hours a small group of more than three hundred people arrived, all of them equipped with military weapons. 

They have Alabama under control, from the number of people, weapons and equipment, vehicles, it would be difficult to compare these two organizations. 

"I think I can do it, I'll do what I can." 

"Well, I guess we're ready now." 

... 

Florida, unknown area. 

The place where Airon's group exchanged gunfire with the people who attacked them on the road. 

Daryl took a day to finally find this place, thanks to the fact that the Humvee caught fire after Airo and the others left, the black smoke could be seen from a great distance. 

Parking his motorcycle to the side, Daryl approached the wreckage of the Humvee with his crossbow, and two charred walkers could be seen, as well as two other corpses hanging down with their guts out. 

There were some bullet shells scattered on the ground, and although the body was burnt and deformed, fortunately, it was only roasted and not carbonized. 

He could see several wounds on the bearded man's body that caught his attention, and he secretly thought that these people should have been interrogated, and were finally killed for some unknown reason. 

After checking the space in the car, he really wanted to leave this place now. He continued walking a few steps forward and discovered more bullet shells on the way, and at the same time, an obvious brake mark appeared. 

"Could it be our people?" 

The moment he saw the bumps, the shadow of the modified RV shone in his mind. Without hesitation, he quickly pulled out the radio on his waist and wanted to ask. 

"Zz..."

But at that moment there was the sound of a vehicle accelerating towards his direction. Daryl jumped and quickly hid the radio, got on his motorcycle, and tried to get out of there. 

The vehicles on both sides seemed to have spotted him, and the two vehicles quickly approached as the engines roared violently. 

When Daryl got on the motorcycle, the two cars were less than 100 meters from his position and could get to him in a fraction of a second. 

However, Daryl didn't give up, he pedaled and the bike didn't ignite, he pedaled again, but it still didn't ignite. 

"Damn it!" 

At the last moment, Daryl stepped hard on the pedal and finally ignited the motorcycle, with a twist of his wrist, the motorcycle moved a few meters. 

However, two cars were already approaching at that moment, and one of them saw that Daryl wanted to escape, so he turned the steering wheel blocking Daryl's path. 

The other car followed suit, also crossing the middle of the road, and four people got out on both sides at the same time, aiming their guns at Daryl who was on the motorcycle. 

"You're in such a hurry to leave? Take it easy, old man, we need to talk..." A cold voice was heard, the tone seemed to be of someone who takes justice into their own hands. 

Being aimed at by a group of people with guns, Daryl could only raise his hands and slowly turn his head to look at where the sound was coming from. 

A tall man with brown hair and a well-proportioned figure was looking at him with a smile, and the people around him were all wielding weapons, it seemed that if he dared to make any move, they would shoot and kill him immediately. 

Daryl knew it was difficult to leave, but still planned to explain a few words and test the other party's reaction. 

"I was passing through this place, saw there was smoke so I came to see if someone was in trouble and needed help..." 

The man only took a step forward until his subordinates surrounded him. 

"Hehe, then it's not up to you to decide what happens next, man who likes to get into trouble."