A Supply Point

After another five minutes, the modified RV moved slowly along a gravel-paved road on the side of the highway and, after a little more progress, found a small military base surrounded by chain-link fences. 

It's not so much a base as a temporary camp. There are not many facilities here. Most of the rooms are tents. There is only a row of houses in the back. It should look like a warehouse. 

The camp had been searched before, but the raid was not clean and there was still some stock left. 

Before coming here this time, Airon was simply looking for a sizable batch of weapons that could serve as insurance in case something went wrong. 

Thinking about this, considering that things had changed in unforeseen ways, he had to think about external variants that could put him in danger. 

After a long time, he had learned that no matter how many weapons he had, it was never enough and he would always need more. This was no longer seen not only by him, but also by all his people. 

In terms of the future, everything is on track, so Airon can only accept the changes and prepare for more unexpected things to come. Who could tell that a more powerful infection could not appear?

The saviors were more aggressive, they completely eliminated the Kingdom and he still doubts how it is that his soldiers did not die in combat. It should be known that they were experienced fighters, so something must have happened for them to stop firing. 

Were they really defeated in combat or in some cowardly way? This was not important, the important thing is that you should be careful and not get overconfident about things. 

At this time, the modified RV had already entered the courtyard of this small camp, at first glance the gate was not locked, but in fact not many walkers entered and they were all eliminated without much effort. 

There are some army green tents and some broken trucks in the yard. This time no one paid attention to these trucks. The most important thing now is to find supplies as soon as possible. 

"Split into two groups, Daryl, you take one group to the tents and I'll go to the warehouse to take a look." 

"Well, be careful." 

There should be a good amount of weapons in this place, but even if the two split groups after searching for a while they didn't find much. 

Looking at the few weapons that were found, Airon frowned, really something strange, is there nothing else? 

There shouldn't be many people who have set foot in this place, is there really something being left behind? Looking around the camp, it seemed the only places he didn't pay attention to were the few remaining trucks. 

"Daryl, did you find anything in the truck?"

"I didn't get on the trucks, I looked under but there was nothing."

"Did you know that sometimes the hidden things are in the most obvious places?"

As he passed behind several trucks, he discovered that the bodies of these trucks were all made of wooden boards, which seemed to be made to keep the outside safe. 

He opened the back lid of one truck, and with a rough metal rubbing sound, the back lid popped open. 

The whole group looked eagerly at the middle layer between the truck body, which was filled with not-so-thick boxes. 

Someone pulled out a wooden box casually and knew that there was something interesting in this heavy box. 

Click! 

A box full of bullets! 

Seeing this scene, these people didn't need to be ordered, they all walked to the back of the remaining four trucks, and soon came bursts of shouts filled with joy. 

"All right, keep it quiet, move everything to our trucks." 

Now that the supplies had been found, they had to be careful that there was no danger of any kind all around. 

"Don't delay!" 

A group of people desperately moved supplies, and the spaces in the trucks and the modified RV quickly filled up at a visible speed. Although the trucks were soon emptied, it was enough they needed. Half an hour later, there was still a truck full of stuff that hadn't moved. 

Airon thought that the people he brought weren't enough, he should have triaged a few more, then his observant eyes spotted some walkers approaching in front of the camp. 

"Daryl, Glenn."

When they heard their names, they both looked up at the same time, but saw Airon pointing his finger, looked through the hole in the truck and instantly understood what the other meant. 

Putting their weapons on their backs and drawing their machetes, the two walked toward the door. 

There is still one truckload of supplies left, and the four remaining people know that time is running out, so they all roll up their sleeves and start moving desperately. These team members are also used to it now. Anyway, every time they go out with the captain to find supplies, there will be plenty of results, but they are not exempt from danger. 

But they are always prepared! 

Holding a hand crossbow, Daryl first dealt with the walkers rushing forward, and then did not retreat, but walked straight ahead with a machete. 

The two cleared one by one in this manner, but gradually sensed that something was wrong. More and more walkers hurried toward the camp. At first, everything was settled by the two of them, but now things were getting complicated for them.  

Because the road bed here is very high, the location of the base is much lower than that of the road, and suddenly among the slow walkers came out one running forward with bloodshot eyes, and Gelnn who was familiar shot them with his gun. 

And when they saw the surroundings ahead, they were surprised by the sights. The walkers walking on the other side of the forest became much denser, and the number increased greatly. If there were no less than two hundred walkers among the horde. Based on the speed, the large horde of walkers that occasionally came out one with red eyes would take three minutes to reach their side. The two realized that they could no longer control the situation with cold weapons alone. 

Looking back at the truck, the four still struggled to move the crate, who knew if they could finish it in three minutes. 

Glenn raised his gun and after a few shots, the first walkers fell to the ground. 

"Go and inform the captain, we need to retreat quickly, I'll stop them first." 

Looking at Darryl who was getting farther and farther away, one soldier looked at another and then picked up the gun again and Glenn went to support him. 

Bang Bang Bang Bang! 

In burst fire mode, he saved bullets as much as he could, but the problem that followed was that the walkers inevitably moved forward. 

His body was also constantly moving backwards, and he ended up firing a magazine again. When he reached out, his magazine had run out! 

Panicking, Glenn his footing was lost and his body suddenly fell backwards. A walker opened its mouth and rushed towards him. 

The walker's hold came from his left arm, and Glenn, who had been surprised by the walkers, pushed forward vigorously, but the walker behind him came from the other side. 

They were a little way off, Glenn looked desperately at the loathsome heads that seemed in his field of vision, and Maggie's exhortation flickered in his memories. 

"I'll be back safely Maggie!" 

Just as he thought that, the sound of a car was heard in the distance.