My name is...

This time the convoy seemed to be completely prepared and stopped before approaching the building where the people from Airon 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 intentions. We request to send a representative to negotiate for peace."

Upon hearing that voice from afar, everyone in the attack positions looked at each other with confusion, and finally, they all turned to George.

After tilting his head thoughtfully for a moment, he took the radio.

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

"Zz... I got it, wait a minute."

The outgoing voice from the intercom was difficult to hear, and for everyone who listened, they could hear the sound of the wind howling. Airon's voice sounded a bit robotic, and George only had to act according to orders.

After half a minute, the voice came out of the intercom again.

"Zz... What's up?"

"Commander, as I said a minute ago, those people just asked us to have a conversation without violence."

After George finished saying those words, there was silence from the intercom.

At this moment, Airon and Daryl were standing not far away with other people who traveled with them on motorcycles. They were looking at the place, searching for the best places where they could do something 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 it took them an hour. Where did they go during this time?

The answer is already obvious. They possibly measured the risks of facing them in an open place, which means that someone must have returned without them realizing it. They had killed everyone a few hours ago, but many things could have escaped in such a hectic situation, which eventually led to a man returning.

Now those people arrived where their people were, opening their mouths to negotiate, but most likely, they wanted them to join them. After all, who would be willing to take such extreme measures in a war?

Thinking about this, he pressed the button on the radio in his hand. "Zz... Everyone should be on alert, we will continue with the plan, and remember not to show hostility. If things go wrong, the drones will destroy the enemy convoy."

"Okay."

Leaving the radio, Daryl and Airon continued with what they were doing while they returned. The groups did not exchange shots, but each side represented an organization. And with this, the walkers in the vicinity were attracted by the crowd of people.

...

Temporary base.

To say that there are some notable differences, for example, behind George, all the soldiers wore combat suits that hid their entire bodies, their attacks were violent, and they did not need a shot to kill walkers.

In contrast, the two on the opposite side who belonged to the Fireflies continued to stab with daggers, and both sides made a judgment based on their aura.

Although George did not show the slightest expression on his face, he was still secretly proud; he had more or less a psychological advantage on his side.

The two people on top of the building in the distance have been paying attention to the situation here. After about half an hour, the people on the other side finally withdrew. Some words were said, but the most notable thing is that no one would attack until things were clarified.

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

"We will also help you in the battle, that you can be sure of."

This time they exchanged words, but they won't back down, so will everything turn out well in the future?

Of course not!

"Don't worry, we won't leave without getting South Carolina back!"

...

Just as the opposing team disappeared at the intersection ahead, Daryl accelerated and sped off, and the motorcycle's flexibility advantage was fully revealed at this moment.

"Be careful!"

"Commander!"

Just as the group of motorcycles arrived at the first intersection, a car suddenly came out from the side. Brother Daryl's eyes widened, he gritted his teeth, and his facial expression instantly changed ferociously.

Screech, boom!

The front of the motorcycle twisted, avoiding the front of the car at a critical moment and slid to the side, then the motorcycle lost balance, the body fell to the ground instantly and slid far away on the ground.

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

Airon's reaction was super fast. When the motorcycle fell to the side, he hit the pedals under his feet. With both arms, he jumped to the side of the road while pulling Daryl alongside him. Then, before the situation took them by surprise, they all raised their weapons.

The people in the car also seemed bewildered, they hit the brakes and after a moment of hesitation, a man got out of the cab.

"Wow! Don't get nervous! Relax, I don't have a gun!"

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

"Get everyone out of the damn car!"

The other group saw Airon and Daryl fall to the side because of the car.

However, the other party did not obediently get out of the car, but came out from the other door, and then the two guns also aimed at them both.

There were two women who got out of the car, one could see a woman with short blonde hair and a man with long brown hair.

The one who seemed to be the leader had the appearance of an old man. He was looking at everyone with a calm look on his face. Just from his appearance, he seemed like a calm old man.

But Airon felt a chill when he saw that old man, he took a few steps forward with his raised weapon, unwilling to face danger.

It was then that the old man spoke. "I must think that you are comrades of the people in the buildings, right?"

Without answering the other party's question, Airon asked directly. "And I must think that you are part of the Fireflies, right?"

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

"Listen, I think there must be some misunderstanding between us! Although we work together, that doesn't mean we have relationships, I'm sure some of them have someone special for me."

"Did you say they have one of your comrades?"

The brown-haired, long-haired woman who had been silent all this time suddenly opened her mouth, put away her weapon, and told the people beside her.

"They are not with them."

"How do you know?"

Then Daryl saw Airon put away his weapon, asked in a low voice, and after getting an affirmative answer, also put away his weapon.

Then there was a slight smile on the old man in front, he took two steps forward and extended his hand.

"Hello, my name is Joel Miller. These two people came with me, they are Jasmine and Pool."

"I'm Airon."

"Daryl."