Chapter 134: Kingdom of God
At least before he figures out what the other party is planning, he can't rashly send troops to take risks.
After some consideration, he asked Sherman to send a group of students from the armed mechanical group, carrying some reconnaissance drones, to Frank's military fortress.
Prepare to use this inconspicuous high-tech equipment to assist Frank and Constantine in gathering intelligence on the Shark Gang.
Of course, as an organization with a military satellite system, he did not forget to have people keep an eye on the warship in the port of Miami and the Shark Gang members hiding in the city center.
However, military satellite monitoring also has many limitations. They can only barely see the changes on the exterior of buildings and the movement trajectories of large numbers of troops. Judging from the resolution, they cannot even see the appearance of those people.
However, half a month passed, and Constantine and Sherman did not obtain much intelligence.
What is certain is that the Shark Gang did receive funding from a certain force. In the past half month, huge cargo ships carrying food, equipment, and unknown equipment have come to Miami from time to time to take over from them.
According to Constantine, the current members of the Shark Gang are completely different from the past. Not only do they no longer capture other survivors as food reserves, they are even actively hunting zombies and mutant monsters in the city center.
Michonne has long been accustomed to the rhythm of killing over the past few years. After she chopped down three zombies, the alloy samurai sword in her hand did not stop. She spun around and another flash of sword light flew, instantly knocking down two tattered zombies, one fat and one thin.
"If possible, I hope to have a chance to have a meeting with His Excellency the President of the People's Union."
Michonne nodded thoughtfully, then followed Charrich into a building that looked like a movie theater.
He coughed lightly and said:
"Thank you for inviting me, Ms. Michonne."
There were six or seven dead zombies lying on the ground, some of them had been shot in the head by bullets, and some had been pierced by iron spears.
"Your Majesty, when we face other survivors, we usually adopt three plans."
Michonne took a deep breath, adjusted her breathing, opened the black mask on her head, revealed her appearance, looked at the three survivors in front of her with brown eyes, and said:
Seeing that Michonne was obviously shocked by their gestures, King Ezekiel, who was sitting in the middle, continued to pose and said with a smile in a low voice:
"Welcome to God's Kingdom, Ms. Michonne."
Over the past few days, with the attitude of accepting everyone who comes, they have gradually found five survivors, a broken family of three and a young couple, who have joined their base.
Michonne heard this, stared at Ezekiel for a few seconds, and said:
"King Ezekiel, if you really want to, I can contact the president of our Human Union right now."
"trade?"
"Tomorrow morning, I will have a formal conversation with Lord Lyon."
After this friendly meeting, Michonne was invited by Richard to visit the Kingdom of God.
"The President hopes to unite all kind-hearted human survivors and rely on everyone's strength to defeat all zombies and villains."
The residents here include both old and young. They make a living by collecting supplies and growing their own vegetables, fruits and melons. They have a clear division of labor and do things within their ability.
"If you wish, you can now invite some members of the Kingdom of God to visit our base."
Military satellites? Air Force systems?
Ezekiel opened his mouth, very shocked. He originally had a little confidence in the Kingdom of God that he had worked so hard to build, and thought that he had done very well.
"We bring in some products and equipment that our organization makes itself."
So, in the shocked eyes of the three guards of the Kingdom of God, the warrior wearing strange black armor, waving the bright white samurai sword in his hand, looked just like the swordsman masters in the movies.
King Ezekiel smiled and nodded, then asked in a slightly puzzled tone:
"Ms. Michonne, although I have heard Richard's brief explanation of your organization, I still don't quite understand it."
Berlin Township, New Jersey
That afternoon, Michonne was alone in the town looking for car fuel. With the assistance of the Human Rights Alliance base, their base was not short of necessities such as food and medicine.
Richard scratched his cheek awkwardly, nodded and replied:
"Yes, Ms. Michonne, King Ezekiel is a wise and brave leader, and he wishes to thank you in person for your help."
Immediately, she jumped out of her hiding place and rushed to the back of the zombie group. She aimed the sharp alloy samurai sword in her hand at the necks of several zombies, drew a dazzling blade light, and chopped with all her might.
The most peculiar one is the one on the left. It is actually a big tiger with a strong physique, clear stripes and bright fur. It is lying lazily on the ground. After seeing Michonne, its eyes did not fluctuate at all, but just yawned lazily.
The man sitting in the middle was a middle-aged black man with dreadlocks, a gorgeous fur jacket, and a fashionable look and a very dignified posture.
The sturdy Richard swallowed his saliva slightly, took away the bloody spear in his hand, looked at the armored warrior opposite him and said:
"Thank you, my friend, for saving us."
These are the people of God's Kingdom.
"Did he come to New Jersey, too?"
"Mr. Richard, nice to meet you."
"Rebuilding our homeland and creating a bright future for all."
"Ms. Michonne, what attitude will your organization take towards other survivors when they encounter them?"
"I can also give you some as gifts when the time comes."
Ezekiel muttered the word for a few seconds, then looked up and said to Michonne:
"Thank you for your answer, Ms. Michonne."
Michonne shook her head slightly, pulled out a satellite phone from her belt, pointed at it and said:
"I can use this to contact His Excellency the President."
"Can you tell us your name?"
Ezekiel and the two people present nodded silently after listening to this. Regardless of whether they believed it or not, at least this organization that sounded very friendly and noble was countless times better than those plunderers who killed, looted, enslaved and destroyed.
However, having survived the apocalypse for more than two years, all the survivors know not to easily believe what others say, because it can often be a fatal trap.
After walking among the residents for a while, Michonne also received curious stares from the residents of God's Kingdom. However, the high-tech black guardian armor had a strong deterrent effect, and no one really ran up to say hello to her.
That fierce momentum does look quite captivating.
"Are you all from the government and the military?"
As soon as she entered the Kingdom of God, Michonne felt slightly moved.
"My name is Michonne."
"I am a warrior from the United Human Community, Michonne."
Ezekiel was stunned when he heard this, and asked in surprise:
"Shouldn't the President of the People's Alliance still be in Georgia, thousands of kilometers away?"
The corpses fell to the ground. After chopping down five zombies in a row, Michonne did not feel tired at all. Instead, she felt unusually refreshed. As expected, compared to using her brain to think about problems, she still preferred to kill these ugly monsters.
"Thank you for your enthusiasm."
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Michonne hesitated for a few seconds, but answered truthfully:
"We will talk about the Kingdom of God's position then."
The sword flashed and moved, accompanied by a few women's happy roars. Among the more than 50 zombies, at least 40 were killed by the other party alone.
Michonne came back to her senses, nodded slightly to Ezekiel, and said awkwardly:
"It's good to meet you, King Ezekiel."
Out of the purpose of the Human Alliance to unite all friendly forces, Michonne did not reject Richard's kindness. After a brief conversation with her teammate O'Neill and other survivors in the base, she came to the Kingdom of God base more than ten kilometers away.
"What kind of organization is the United Human Community?"
Michonne has a very upright character, and in her opinion, there is nothing wrong with the attitude of the Human Alliance towards other survivors, so she only thought about it for a few seconds and answered truthfully:
Standing on the far right is a tall, burly man wearing a bright metal breastplate and holding a two-handed axe, like a king's guard.
There is no survivor of the apocalypse who does not yearn for the security and prosperity of the past peaceful times.
"Yes, we not only have military satellites, but also a complete air force system. Basically, we can reach any corner of the world through airplanes."
"King Ezekiel, our base in New Jersey is about ten kilometers away from here."
Although he felt a little disappointed, he felt more excited and happy when he heard the good news.
In just a moment, the knife came down and three rotten and decayed zombie heads were chopped off to the ground.
"If possible, I hope you can report the intelligence of our Kingdom of God to the President of your organization tonight."
Michonne guessed that they were looking for supplies here, and accidentally ran into a group of zombies. Faced with danger, they chose to use a pistol to rescue themselves, but now they are surrounded by more and more zombies.
"If they are kindhearted survivors, we will recruit them and make them a member of our Human Alliance. We will protect them, provide them with various resources, and then assign them tasks based on their abilities, so that we can work together to build the future of mankind."
"The most important task of the Human Union at present is to save as many survivors as possible across the United States and preserve the vitality of humanity."
Ezekiel was stunned again when he saw the satellite phone. He didn't expect that two years after the end of the world, he could still see people using this thing.
Although the location is small and the only way to block the zombies is to rely on the fences between the buildings, most residents have peaceful and happy smiles on their faces.
Only by figuring out the Shark Gang's weaknesses will he have a chance to kill them with one blow.
Unexpectedly, in other parts of America, someone has already unified the survivors of the entire state and mastered such powerful technological capabilities.
After the battle, the armored warrior who looked like a swordsman swung his sword. He shook the blade, shook off the black blood on the blade, and then inserted it into the scabbard behind him.
"I think Lord Lyon would be willing to talk to you once."
However, Michonne clearly noticed that the combat effectiveness of this gathering place was not high. There were only about a dozen guards in charge of the battle, and there were very few hot weapons. Most of them held metal long-handled weapons in their hands.
Ezekiel suppressed the surging emotions in his heart and was silent for nearly a minute before he said to Michonne:
Ezekiel's eyes lit up when he heard this. If he could go to the other party's base, he would be able to better understand their strength and confirm whether their words were lies.
At the same time, the advance exploration teams of the Human Alliance each had different experiences.
Michonne thought about it and felt that they shouldn't be so anxious to talk. At least they should give both sides some time to get to know each other.
Just as she was about to go to a gas station or car sales center to find some transportation and fuel for the base.
"You can still communicate by phone now. It seems that your organization is really powerful."
Mithune was very surprised to hear the title of king. She asked Richard in an uncertain tone:
"If the other party is unwilling to join the Human Union, we will treat them in a friendly manner and strive to establish a cooperative relationship with them, trade goods and resources, and help each other."
A few minutes later, probably with the permission of his superiors, Richard came to Michonne and said:
"Ms. Michonne, the leader of our camp, King Ezekiel, hopes to meet with you and express his gratitude in person."
Suddenly, she heard the sound of gunfire not far away. Based on her experience, it should be a revolver.
However, what makes Michonne depressed is that according to the information she learned from Miss Peggy, among the five advance teams, the results achieved by her and O'Neill are the worst, and the number of survivors has just exceeded 12 people.
"An independent organization has been established to ignite the torch of civilization and rebuild the human home."
Although he didn't know what their intentions were, Lyon chose to wait and see.
Two minutes later, when she crossed two alleys and came to the place where the gunshots were heard, she saw three male survivors wearing black leather armor and holding spears, struggling to face the siege of forty or fifty zombies.
Speaking of this title, Michonne was a little embarrassed, but she still explained:
"We have gathered all the survivors from across Georgia, led by the Honorable Leon Custer, the Grand President."
This is a united and friendly community of more than a hundred people, located in a remote corner of Berlin town.
"If they are looters or hostile survivors, we will defeat them, then gather those who surrender and let them use their labor to atone for their past crimes."
"Thank you for saving Richard, Chattus and Boal today."
"No, we are just ordinary survivors like you."
Michonne recognized their leather armor. This was the armor worn by the guards from the Kingdom of God who were more than ten kilometers away from them.
"My name is Richard, nice to meet you."
Michonne shook her head decisively and said:
So she invited Ezekiel:
"Thank you for giving me this information, Ms. Michonne."
"Yes, President..."
The three survivors in black leather armor immediately became more motivated when they saw the arrival of external reinforcements. They immediately perked up and cooperated with each other, trying their best to use iron spears to block the advance of the zombies.
As an independent woman with a strong character, Michonne is now feeling a strong urge in her heart and wants to find an opportunity to prove her abilities to others and prove that she is not a reckless woman.
"A warrior from the human community."
"Since our two strongholds are not far from each other, as neighbors, I will just ask Richard to visit you with some gifts from our Kingdom of God."
Ezekiel thought about it for more than ten seconds, and suddenly asked a rather pointed question.
"From today on, you are a guest of our Kingdom of God."
"However, this happened so suddenly that I still need some time to sort out my thoughts."
Without thinking twice, Michonne immediately chose to investigate the scene. The base was short of manpower at this time, and any opportunity to recruit survivors should not be missed.
The Jasmine team, which had developed the best, had a base with nearly 100 people, far surpassing the two of them, with a number nearly ten times theirs.
Obviously, people living in this gathering place are much happier than those survivors struggling on the brink of life and death.
It occurred to me that President Lyon seemed to be particularly interested in this camp.
"king?"
After walking for about a minute or two, the two came to a spacious performance hall. In the bright and spacious room, there were three strange figures on the stage, posing in different poses as if they were performing a drama.
So, half an hour later.
Big O'Neill and other people in the stronghold were surprised to see Michonne, wearing black guardian armor, returning to their stronghold with two strong men holding fruits and vegetables and leading a fat pig.
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