Cleaning begins

After hearing Merle's ridiculous words, Airon felt the oppression he was feeling in his thoughts ease a little and decided to pay no attention to the current situation. Indeed, although violence cannot solve all problems, it could be considered good for everyone to learn how to fight. 

"Airon, we came here voluntarily! It has nothing to do with Merle's or the others' decisions." Amy stepped forward, stood in front of everyone and saluted. 

"Besides, we also want to get used to fighting walkers, our marksmanship has improved a lot, me and my sister have learned a lot of things." 

Andrea also smiled awkwardly when she heard what her sister said and raised her hand to greet Airon and the others. 

"Me too!" Carol next to the crowd raised her hand and said weakly. 

"We can help you cook!" Jacqui also raised her hand generously. 

"Yes, for it is always considered expedient to save ammunition, not all the time we will have a large amount of cartridges for them to learn to shoot." Shane said, thinking along the same lines. 

Ignoring the stares of the people around, Airon decided not to take responsibility for the safety of all the people in his community, someday they would have to learn to defend themselves. 

As this group of people spoke, Hershel's family standing in the doorway of their home was stunned. They thought it was a small group looking for supplies. Although they had heard Airon mention the CDC, they knew that he still had companions, but they really did not expect the other side to send so many people at once.

After taking a closer look, all of these people do not seem to be in bad condition, they are all strong men and women, some are young and some are middle aged, which means that the size of this group is definitely larger than these people. 

When the time came, a brief meeting was held, and all the newcomers knew what was going on, they actually wanted to occupy a prison occupied by walkers. 　　 

Airon stood in front of the crowd and said in a loud, clear voice, "I think everyone is now aware of why we are moving from the CDC. Occupying the prison and cleaning it is very important." 

After saying that, Airon paused and continued, "Since we have a large number of people, we can open multiple numbers of areas at once with relative ease. In this mission, all of us who see the situation feel that everyone should be focused, your job is to eliminate the walkers. I don't want anyone to lose their life because of a simple oversight, can you do that?" 

"We can!" 

"Alright! No more wasting time, we need to move now." 

... 

When all was settled, a modified VR was driving down the road, followed by several more cars and they were all heading towards the prison. Driving down the road leading to the prison, Airon and his group cleared the road in no time, and then simply drove to the prison. 

Once the road is clear, there is no longer a need to go through the trees to get to the prison. Crossing the road previously was blocked, Airon raised his hand and looked at the time, it was almost nine o'clock and he saw that everyone was quiet. 

In the modified RV, Airon was in the passenger seat while Dale Horvath drove and beside him was Otis, Glenn and surprisingly Maggie. 

"I told you there was no need for you to be here Otis, it could be very dangerous this time, and you Maggie, Hershel is going to be very angry when he can't find you!" 

"I'm aware enough to make my own decisions. Besides, this has nothing to do with my dad, I'm not here for you guys." 　　 

Airon didn't bother to look at Maggie, but seeing the goofy grin on Glenn's face made his expression turn to surprise. When did these two get so close so fast? 

Otis in the back row hesitated for a moment, he looked at Airon and his eyes met before he said, "Airon, even though I live with Hershel, it doesn't mean I agree with his thoughts. Those things are not sick people, I often go out hunting and I know those things are no longer human..." 

When he looked at everyone's attention focused on him, Otis continued, "I don't think we can stay at the farm forever, once we run into a bit more walkers, we might just have to run away.... So I'm hoping you can convince Hershel to leave that place and we'll flee to a safer place." 

Seeing the mood tighten a bit, Rick looked at Otis' somewhat serious expression and said, "I don't think Hershel would consider moving everywhere. I had a conversation with him earlier, his family has taken care of the farm for many years and it's not at all easy to leave that place for him." 

"I had that thought, but now considering it's the time when the walkers in the city are expanding outward, very soon a big wave of walkers will form. Once the farm is in the way, there won't be a very good outcome." Airon said with certainty 

After hearing Airon's words, the scene of a large number of walkers flooding the farm formed in Otis' mind, and he felt a shiver run through his body. Otis shuddered and his worries became heavier and heavier. 

Looking at this, Airon only sighed, took the gun in his hands and said, "You have nothing to worry about, I'll try to talk to Hershel as soon as possible." 

Otis could only nod his head, and the current situation could only remain like this. 

"I'll help persuade my daddy too!" Hearing the other party's words, Maggie looked at Glenn beside her, the two held hands in silence. 

After a while, several cars slowly stopped at the main gate of the prison, and everyone got out of the car orderly with cold weapons in their hands. Immediately everyone formed a circle and the walkers in the vicinity were picked off one by one. 

Glenn took a bolt cutter and easily cut the prison door lock while the others eliminated the nearby walkers. 

Airon watched all of this calmly. As soon as everyone started moving with their cool weapons, he knew they had practiced hard. 

As he moved, he nodded as he stood in the center of the prison. The prison facility looked very old though. The door is a double door with a three-layered wire mesh structure. On one side of the gate is a tower. On the wall of the tower is a sign with the name of the prison. 

Looking in, there is a large playground, which should be the prison's place of activity. The playground has been occupied by walkers at this time, and there are corpses even on the wire walls. 

Everyone rushed through the gate, and Glenn and Daryl immediately closed the gate and locked the latch, and the walkers gathered outside the fence stopped. 

The prison is designed with inner and outer fences, and the place where everyone is now is the open space between the two fences. 

Airon acted immediately, he called everyone to attention and began handing out assignments, "Everyone listen up, Daryl and Merle, take fifteen people to the west side, Shane and Morgan, you take another fifteen people and the rest follow me." 

"Everyone keep watching, now take up your positions, make noise and call the walkers from outside the fence." 

"By God, look at that!" one boy suddenly pointed to the entrance leading to the inner courtyard from the innermost part of the courtyard.

They all looked in the direction and saw that the sliding gate was open and there were many walkers inside. 

"According to the original plan, I'll close that door!" Airon instructed everyone to go to the designated spot first. 

"It's too dangerous!" 

"There are too many walkers inside." 

Airon signaled everyone to be quiet and then said, "Okay, with the plan Rick and the others decided on, you need to pick the best people with the marksmanship, Shane and Rick go to the towers on both sides, everyone will fire without restraint and finish off the walkers in the courtyard."  

"Make sure you don't waste ammo." Rick added as he moved. 

Seeing that everyone was determined, people stopped coaxing him and ran to their posts. After everyone arrived, they started making noises, Glenn held the patio door with his hands and reminded Airon, "Be careful, on the count of three, two, one, now!" 

After speaking, he pulled hard with both arms, and the sliding door opened with a clang. 

At this moment, Airon was holding a pistol in his left hand with a silencer and a machete in his right hand. His figure moved quickly forward as the door opened. 

At this moment, the situation stimulated Airon's body, and his calm heart began to beat more violently, sending oxygen to all his extremities, followed by adrenaline. 

At this moment, Airon felt really excited, the machete in his hand moved, slashing two walkers passing by him. Blood splattered to the sides, staining his machete and hands, soon after those two walkers fell to the ground.