Motivations?

This time, the convoy seemed to be fully prepared and stopped before approaching the building where Dominic's people were located. After waiting for a while, they heard the sound of a loudspeaker coming from the building across the street.

"Listen, people on the other side. We have no malicious intent. We request to send a representative to negotiate peacefully."

Upon hearing that distant voice, everyone in the attack positions looked at each other in confusion and finally turned to Negan.

After tilting his head thoughtfully for a moment, Negan grabbed the radio.

"Zz... Commander, those bastards want to talk."

"Zz... Got it, wait a minute."

The voice coming from the intercom was muffled, and for everyone who heard it, the sound of the wind howling could be heard. Dominic's voice sounded a bit robotic, and Negan just had to follow orders.

After half a minute, the voice returned over the intercom.

"Zz... What's going on?"

"Commander, as I said a minute ago, those people just asked to engage in a non-violent conversation."

After Negan finished speaking, there was silence from the intercom.

At that moment, Dominic and Daryl were standing not far away with other people who traveled with them on motorcycles. Dominic was surveying the area, looking for the best places to take action later.

He assumed that the other side would contact their people, but he didn't expect it to take so long. Originally, it only took ten minutes to get there, but the other side took an hour. Where had they been during this time?

The answer was already obvious. Possibly, they had been assessing the risks of facing them in an open area, meaning someone must have returned without them noticing. They had killed everyone hours ago, but many things could have escaped in such a chaotic situation, ultimately allowing a man to return.

Now, those people arrived where Dominic's people were, opening their mouths to negotiate, but most likely they wanted them to join their side. After all, who would be willing to take a war to such extremes?

Thinking about this, Dominic pressed the button on the radio in his hand. "Zz... Everyone should stay alert; we'll continue with the plan, and remember, do not show hostility. If things go south, the drones will destroy the enemy convoy."

"Understood."

Leaving the radio, Daryl and Dominic continued with their tasks while returning. The groups didn't exchange fire, but each side represented an organization. And with that, walkers in the surroundings were attracted by the crowd of people.

...

Temporary Base.

There were notable differences; for example, behind Negan, all the soldiers wore combat suits that covered their entire bodies. Their attacks were violent, and they didn't need gunfire to take down a few walkers.

In contrast, the two on the opposite side, who belonged to the wolves, kept stabbing with daggers, and both sides made judgments based on their aura.

Though Negan showed no expression on his face, he was secretly proud, having a slight psychological advantage on his side.

Two people on top of a building in the distance had been watching the situation. After about half an hour, the people on the other side finally retreated. Some words were exchanged, but the most notable thing was that neither side would attack until things were clarified.

"Captain Negan, you must save the kidnapped people!"

"We'll help you in battle, that's for sure."

They exchanged words this time, but they wouldn't retreat, so will everything be fine in the future?

Of course not!

"Don't worry, we won't leave without reclaiming this country!"

...

Just as the opposing team disappeared at the intersection ahead, Daryl accelerated and sped off. The flexibility of the motorcycle was fully revealed at that moment.

"Be careful!"

"Commander!"

Just as the motorcycle group reached the first intersection, a car suddenly came out from one side. Daryl's eyes widened, he clenched his teeth, and his facial expression instantly turned fierce.

The front of the motorcycle twisted, avoiding the front of the car at a critical moment, and slid to the side. The motorcycle then lost balance; the body immediately hit the ground, and it slid far along the road.

The other motorcycles were slower and reacted instantly, stopping quickly and dismounting.

Dominic's reaction was lightning fast. When the motorcycle fell sideways, he pressed the foot pedals and, with both arms, jumped to the side of the road, pulling Daryl along with him. Then, before the situation could catch them off guard, everyone raised their weapons.

The people in the car seemed confused too. They hit the brakes, and, after a moment of hesitation, a man stepped out of the cabin.

"Whoa! Don't get nervous! Relax, I don't have a weapon!"

The man saw two men pointing guns at him as soon as he got out of the car.

"Everyone out of the damn car!"

The others in the group watched as Dominic and Daryl fell to the side due to the car.

However, the other side didn't obediently exit the car but got out through the other door, and then two guns were also pointed at them.

Two women emerged from the car. One had short blonde hair, and the other had long brown hair.

The one who appeared to be the leader had the appearance of an old man. He looked at everyone with a calm expression. Just by his appearance, he seemed like a peaceful old man.

But Dominic felt a chill when he saw the old man. He advanced a few steps with his weapon raised, unwilling to face danger unprepared.

The old man then spoke. "I take it you're with the people in the buildings, aren't you?"

Without answering the other side's question, Dominic asked directly, "And I assume you're part of the wolves, aren't you?"

The old man looked directly at Dominic with a bit of surprise, then glanced at the woman beside him and spoke a few words quietly.

"Listen, I think there's been some misunderstanding between us! Though we work together, that doesn't mean we have relationships, and I'm sure a group of them has someone special to me."

"You said they have one of your people?"

The long-haired brown-haired woman, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke, put away her weapon, and told the two people next to her.

"They're not with them."

"How do you know?"

Then Daryl saw Dominic holster his weapon, asked quietly, and, after getting a confirming answer, holstered his weapon as well.

The old man at the front smiled slightly, took two steps forward, and extended his hand.

"Hello, my name is Mark. These two are with me, Jasmine and Pool."

"I'm Dominic."