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rebuilding in walking dead

The Walking Dead" has concluded, yet we long-time fans still have many lingering regrets. Enter Hu Sheng, the fortunate protagonist chosen to venture into this apocalyptic world and begin his own journey. Starting with nothing but his own two hands, he must scavenge for all resources. As the doomsday progresses, mutant zombies may appear, but they won't be excessively powerful, staying within the realm of what "The Walking Dead" fans are accustomed to. After all, endless human scheming and minor conflicts can get quite dull. PS: The protagonist has a balanced personality, being neither a saint nor a villain. He possesses some unique abilities, but his fighting skills remain within human limits. PS: The protagonist is a regular adult man, with love being just a side aspect of life, neither ambiguous nor celibate.

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Chapter 48: Watchtowers, Tanks, and Helicopters

  On September 19, Lyon had no work arranged for himself.

  He put on a casual shirt and jeans and went to inspect the construction site of the wall outside the base.

  Everyone who saw him along the way would bow to greet him, and Lyon would respond politely, trying not to act like an arrogant leader.

  He saw many familiar faces among the working people, including Morales, Morgan, survivors from the chemical plant, captured prisoners, and even some underage boys and girls who came here to help, carry small items, clean up, and earn some pocket money.

  This project has been underway for more than half a month. When Leon looked up, he saw that a steel wall about two thousand meters long had been erected here. Occasionally, zombies outside would rush onto the wall and roar wildly, and then be easily killed by the soldiers on duty nearby with daggers.

  After inspecting the wall, Lyon walked towards the high-end hotel, which was now the camp where Colonel William and his troops were stationed.

  Although the middle-aged officer and his soldiers have joined the Umbrella Corporation, Leon did not split these soldiers and add them to the three combat teams due to power and coordination issues.

  These soldiers are all those who have learned professional military skills in military academies. They include scouts, gunners, tank soldiers, communications soldiers and firepower soldiers, and have a complete combat system.

  It is a bit of an overkill to use them to deal with brainless zombies, so Leon decided to expand and reorganize them at some point in the future to establish a professional violent force specifically for dealing with human enemies.

  When he arrived at the location of the high-end hotel, he found Colonel William holding a radio and giving commands.

  Seeing Leon, the middle-aged officer spoke briefly into the radio and put it away.

  Then he walked quickly to Leon, saluted respectfully, and shouted:

  "General, may I ask for your instructions?"

  This old-fashioned officer was not used to calling others boss, and in order to take his subordinates' feelings into consideration, Lyon let him choose this title.

  "Colonel, what are you doing?"

  Colonel William stood straight and spoke in a powerful voice:

  "General, I have already applied to you to build several defense towers around the base to detect enemies within a 10-kilometer radius and prevent enemy attacks. I am arranging soldiers to select suitable locations."

  Lyon nodded. As an ordinary person, he had never considered such professional facilities, but he did agree to William's request.

  "Very good, you can apply to the Logistics Department for any materials you need. As long as it is within a reasonable range, I will approve it as soon as possible."

  William saluted again and said:

  "Yes, General."

  Just as he was about to leave, Lyon thought of something else and turned to Colonel William and said:

  "There are still too few tank drivers among the soldiers, and our combat squads will soon need to be equipped with tanks on a daily basis."

  "Be prepared. I will need you to set up a tank driving training class soon to help me train tank soldiers for the long term."

  "Is there a problem?"

  "No problem, General. I will complete the mission."

  After inspecting these two places, Leon was about to walk into the base when he suddenly saw a layer of gray black armed helicopters on the square outside the base, and an idea came into his mind.

  He took out the communicator from his waist bag, tuned to the channel of Daryl's team, and said:

  "Hello, this is Leon Custer."

  "Ms. Kevila, please reply."

  After a few seconds, a pleasant female voice responded:

  "Boss, what do you want from me? We are killing zombies right now."

  Leon didn't care about such trivial matters, and said lightly:

  "Tell Daryl I need to requisition you for another mission and to meet me in my office as soon as possible."

  Half an hour later, Leon was sitting in the boss chair playing Diablo 2, and Kevera walked in with a smell of sweat. She walked to Leon carelessly, and the faint smell of zombie flesh and blood came from her body.

  Before she could speak, Leon slapped her on the butt and said:

  "You smell so bad, go take a shower inside first, then come out and talk to me."

  Kevila narrowed his eyes slightly, smiled, and said with a hint of charm:

  "Isn't your little kitty here? How dare you let another woman take a bath here? Aren't you afraid that she will scratch you at night?"

  After saying that, without waiting for Leon to answer, she casually pulled the corner of her clothes upwards, immediately revealing her snow-white skin, which was only slightly blocked by two thin black underwear on the top and bottom.

  She untied her ponytail, letting her blood-red hair sway gently, and walked lightly into the spacious and bright bathroom, saying lightly:

  "Leon, I didn't bring any change of clothes. You don't want me to come out naked, do you?"

  An hour later, Leon brought Kevera to the helicopter and pointed at the black armed helicopter and asked:

  "Didn't you say you could fly a helicopter?"

  "Will this work?"

  Kevera licked the corner of his mouth, leaned against Leon, took out the helicopter key from his shirt pocket, and jumped onto the helicopter.

  Leon also followed and sat in the passenger seat, closing the door and watching the girl insert the key, turn on the switch, and perform a series of dazzling operations using her hands and feet.

  The helicopter's propeller began to spin with a whirring sound.

  Perhaps because it had not been operated for several months, as the propeller turned, the entire fuselage began to shake violently.

  This frightened Leon, who valued his life like gold. Even though his body was different from that of an ordinary person, he couldn't stand falling from a high altitude. He shouted loudly:

  "What the hell is this? Is this helicopter broken?"

  Kevila seemed very calm. She said with a mocking smile:

  "This is a normal phenomenon. Huh, I thought you were really not afraid of anything."

  Leon quickly fastened his seat belt, grabbed the window handle, and said fiercely:

  "Next time, even if you beg for mercy again, I will make you cry and call me daddy."

  Kevera made a face at him nonchalantly, then leaned back and pulled up the joystick hard. With the humming sound of the propeller, the helicopter slowly flew into the sky.

  This was Leon's first time riding in a helicopter in his two lifetimes. He watched the plane fly higher and higher, the ground getting farther and farther away, and the buildings he was familiar with getting smaller and smaller. It seemed as if they had escaped from the hustle and bustle of the world and entered the peaceful sky.

  Surrounded by blue sky, white clouds, gentle breeze and rising sun, even if the human world is destroyed, the sky is still so beautiful and unchanging.

  Kevila held the joystick, turned around and asked him:

  "Where are you going? The plane doesn't have much fuel left. It can only fly 20 to 30 kilometers at most."

  Leon leaned back on the airplane seat, admiring the surroundings, and said:

  "Just go downtown and see what Atlanta has become from the sky."

  Kavila shrugged indifferently, then suddenly thought of something and said:

  "Next time, fill up the jet fuel and I'll take you to my villa. There are a lot of good things there that should be useful to you."

 

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