Chapter 15: Set off!

　　Sean pushed Lori into the car first. Lori was shocked when she saw the gun in Carl's hand, "Carl! What are you doing?"

　　"It's okay." Carl put away the Glock and returned to his seat.

　　Carl's hands were actually shaking, not sure if it was because he was holding the gun or because the gun was too heavy.

　　But because Carl was sitting down, no one except Sofia could see what Carl was doing with his hands.

　　Sophia was stunned by the scene just now. How could a child pay attention to these details at this time?

　　Clang.

　　Sean Glenn also came up and the door of the RV was slammed shut.

　　Daryl rode his motorcycle past the RV, and Moore, who was sitting on the back seat, laughed:

　　"Hey, old man, hurry up, the zombies are coming to bite your ass."

　　Finally, without abandoning anyone, Dell started the RV without any hesitation.

　　The RV started, and the zombies in the camp continued to chase the RV without giving up.

　　The walking dead don't know what fatigue is, nor do they know that they can't catch up.

　　It will only move towards the target instinctively until the target completely disappears from its perception range.

　　Carl clutched the Glock tightly in his hand, lowered his head, and his facial expression was completely hidden in the shadows.

　　Sean walked over to Carl's side.

　　Well, actually it was Lori who wanted to come.

　　But Sean persuaded Lori, he knew that communicating with Carl was the best option.

　　"Carl."

　　Carl looked up.

　　"Are you OK."

　　"It's okay." Carl handed the Glock to Sean.

　　Sean took it, hesitated for a moment, put it behind her waist, and then she said to Sophia:

　　"Sophia, can you go play with your mother for a while? I want to talk to Karl about something."

　　Before Sophia could answer, Carol suddenly squeezed in between the seats and carried Sophia away.

　　Not far away, Ed was looking in this direction with resentment.

　　Carl took the window seat and Sean sat down next to him.

　　After a long silence, Sean put his hand on Carl's slightly trembling shoulders.

　　"Karl, I heard what they said, but I want to hear the real situation from you."

　　Carl recounted everything that had happened in the calmest voice possible.

　　"So, Carl, why are you shaking, are you scared?"

　　Carl shook his head and looked Sean straight in the eyes, "I am indeed afraid."

　　"What are you afraid of? The gun? Or the threats they make against you?"

　　"No...

　　I'm afraid...

　　It's me."

　　"What?" Sean was surprised.

　　"Sean, you know what? I..."

　　"What's wrong, Carl?"

　　"I wanted to pull the trigger and shoot that bastard so badly that my fingers almost gave out of my control.

　　But my body started shaking again, and I didn't know whether I wanted to or not, I didn't understand."

　　"Carl." Sean looked at Carl blankly, wanting to say something, but hesitated, not knowing how to start.

　　"I don't mean to kill anyone, Sean. I just want to kill him. He's a jerk, and I don't want Sofia to grow up in his shadow."

　　"Ed? He's a real jerk.

　　But, Carl, killing is not the best solution.

　　We all encounter assholes in our lives.

　　Sometimes I can't help but think, how nice it would be if I could twist their heads off and kick them like a ball.

　　But it's just a thought, we are human beings, we live in a society with sound laws.

　　The law is never a standard, it is just a boundary.

　　Carl, you can never touch it, not even now."

　　"Sean, I understand. I understand everything. Okay, I feel much better. Really, I can understand."

　　"..." Sean reluctantly stopped talking, he had already prepared a lot of things to say.

　　Carl was also helpless. He really couldn't understand why people in this world liked to say things that seemed very profound all the time.

　　The RV was driving on the downhill road. Outside the window was a lush jungle on one side and a small blue lake in the valley on the other side.

　　Carl leaned against the window, staring blankly at the scenery passing by.

　　The road ahead is unknown and full of dangers.

　　Wandering around, where is home?

　　"Carl." Sean's voice pulled Carl out of his thoughts.

　　Sean took out the Glock, placed it in front of Carl, then held it with both hands, and separated his hands. The slide, barrel, and gun body were already separated.

　　"Don't you want to learn shooting? Before you want to learn anything, you should get to know him first and watch him carefully."

　　Carl was immediately interested and watched Sean's movements intently.

　　"The Glock 17 in my hand is from Austria. It is a standard light weapon and can become the main standard light weapon of the Austrian army. It has many advantages.

　　More than 90% of the overall accessories are made of plastic, making it an extremely light gun body.

　　The ultra-high bullet capacity, excellent stability, and simple structure make it very suitable for novices like you. Now all you need to do is understand its structure first.

　　This is the barrel, the caliber is 9mm×120mm..."

　　Carl listened very carefully. No man could resist the temptation of guns.

　　After Sean finished explaining all the accessories and their functions, he demonstrated the complete disassembly and assembly to Carl.

　　This time Sean moved very slowly. In order to let Carl see clearly, he would stop at each step of the assembly to give Carl some instructions.

　　Even so, Sean completed the disassembly and assembly in about a minute, and then Sean handed the pistol directly to Carl.

　　"Give it a try. You'll learn more by doing it yourself than just watching."

　　Carl nodded, recalling Sean's steps in his mind, and then removed the slide, barrel, spring one by one...

　　Because of what I just saw, Carl was very impressed and did not make any mistakes.

　　After disassembly, assembly is done faster than disassembly because of previous experience.

　　Soon, Carl took a complete Glock 17 in his hand and handed it to Sean.

　　Sean was stunned.

　　Karl couldn't help but yelled, "Sean, what's wrong, am I very slow."

　　Sean scratched the back of his head and forced a smile, "Yeah, it's very slow, 53 seconds..."

　　"What about you, Sean? How long does it take you to disassemble and reassemble like this?"

　　Sean took the Glock and said, "For me, it will take about five or six seconds if I'm fast."

　　"what the hell."

　　Carl thought he had good talent, but now it seems that he is really slow.

　　Sean smiled and said nothing.

　　Sean wasn't lying, he could complete the disassembly and assembly of one side in just over five seconds.

　　But what he didn't say was that it took him nearly three minutes to complete the procedure the first time.

　　And in Sean's memory, Carl's time of 53 seconds was really nothing, but if it was the first time.

　　At least in Sean's memory, there was no way a pistol could be disassembled and reassembled within one minute for the first time.

　　Is this talent? Sean couldn't help but feel a little sad.

　　"Johann Ham is almost here." Dale, who was driving, suddenly said.

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