Chapter 68 Worry

Woodbury Camp.

Governor Philip was sitting in his office, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, staring at a pistol on the table, deep in thought.

This was the first time they had discovered traces of a helicopter in several months. Although they did not track where the helicopter landed, the mere discovery that there were still people who could use this advanced means of transportation made him feel a little excited.

Philip could imagine what a boost it would be to his power and to Woodbury if he could get his hands on this helicopter and the pilot inside.

Unfortunately, after entering the forest, the car's speed decreased significantly and it was no longer possible to follow the helicopter.

"How about this, does anyone know of any special place near that forest?"

The Governor's expression was quite calm, as if he had only asked the question casually.

Martin held the baseball bat in his hand and scratched his head in distress. He was just a soldier. It was okay for him to fight and kill zombies, but if he was asked to do something else, he would seem powerless.

The other men in the office also hesitated and did not answer. After nearly a minute of silence, a burly black man with strange tattoos all over his body said something awkwardly.

"There seems to be a prison over there. My uncle seemed to have served time there before, but I haven't visited him, so I don't know the exact location."

"Be careful, bring weapons, and don't expose yourself. If you find anything special, come back and tell me as soon as possible."

"My uncle was imprisoned there for two years. After he was released, I don't know what he offended, but someone cut off his kidneys and corneas. I was the one who collected his body."

"Five years ago, my uncle had no money to buy drugs, so he found a fat guy on the street. Unexpectedly, the guy was very uncooperative and was stabbed twice by my uncle. A passing policeman saw him and sent him to prison."

Big O'Neal scratched his head and said:

"I don't quite understand what he said, but maybe this organization is not as dangerous as we see it. It's just that the boss named Leon has a bad personality."

No matter what, if there is a chance to get more advanced equipment, he will not be stingy with the lives of his men and will definitely find a way to give it a try.

Being treated so kindly by the boss, the black man Gale was a little excited. He tried to recall for a few seconds and said:

Thinking of the two companions who were casually executed, Axel couldn't help but shudder. Everyone had been locked up in the same place for more than half a year, and no matter what kind of people they were, they would develop some feelings. Although Link and Connie were not good people, Axel felt that it was too cruel to shoot these two living people to death just based on one contact and some past crimes.

Governor Philip maintained a kind smile on his face. He was not interested in the criminal history of his subordinates' families. After thinking for a while, he said to Martin, his most capable subordinate:

"Martin, you and Gail go look in that forest over there and see if you can find the prison."

"That guy named Leon is the boss of our company. I heard he is a very powerful man who can kill dozens of those monsters head-on by himself."

"I've inquired about it. The organization we're joining is called the Umbrella Corporation. They've also imitated the operating model of the past. As long as you work for them obediently, you can get a place to live, food, and a salary."

Axel discovered that the other warriors were ordinary people who were easy to get along with. They were not as cruel and terrifying as the boss named Leon.

"We will have to live with them in the future, so everyone should be careful not to offend the boss named Leon."

Axel glanced around, took out half a bottle of brandy and some dried meat from his pocket, and quietly took out a few glasses, pouring a large glass for O'Neal and Oscar respectively.

"My mom kept urging me to go see him, but I had no interest in him. He was the one who taught me how to take drugs, took me to steal things, and always wanted to take the lion's share of the profits. He never paid back the money I owed. He was an incorrigible bastard."

"There are doctors, food, and advanced equipment here. It is said that their base also has normal water and electricity supply."

He believed that in today's world, few people could do what he did, and in this doomsday world, he was the strong one.

Axel patted Oscar's shoulder comfortingly, and also patted his good friend O'Neal's shoulder, and said:

"No matter what the Umbrella Corporation does, we have no ability to resist it. Let's just work honestly. I heard that they are willing to take in the elderly and children. I think such an organization can't be that bad."

Philip's face twitched, and Gale quickly continued:

Big O'Neal patted Oscar on the shoulder and told him the information he had found out.

"But once, I heard from my mom that the prison was not far from the interstate highway, probably a few kilometers away from where we entered last time."

Axel whispered to the two of them:

"Mr. Glenn told me that our organization is the last hope for humanity, and only the Umbrella Corporation can develop an antidote to the zombie virus."

Hearing this, the Governor immediately became interested. He stood up and walked to the black man, patted him on the shoulder with a very kind expression, and asked:

"Gail, it's okay, just tell me everything you know."

Martin turned the baseball bat in his hand and nodded to the Governor. As a veteran who often accompanied the Governor on missions, he was very accustomed to the outdoor environment and was not afraid to go out.

Oscar had a miserable face and said with an unpleasant expression:

"I have asked other people about this. Now, all the cities, all the villages, and all the people outside are in such a terrible state. More than 99% of the human population has died and turned into man-eating monsters."

In the prison on the other side, Axel, Oscar and O'Neal were gathered together and discussing in a low voice.

After enjoying a hearty lunch at noon, they also had corresponding exchanges with other members of Glenn's team and collected a lot of intelligence.

"Without the army and government for eight months, my wife and children must have died."

"Everything we do is for the reconstruction and continuation of human civilization."

Looking at the two men's departing backs, Governor Philip dismissed the rest of his men and sat back in his office chair.

From the beginning of the disaster to now, he relied on the strategy of making the most of a small force, daring to fight and struggle, and constantly swallowing up those small camps to build this large camp with nearly a hundred people.

"Damn it, what the hell is going on? Why has the world become like this?"

"They all said that the world outside is very dangerous now. A few people can't survive outside. There are zombies everywhere. Umbrella Company is the safest place."

"He has supreme authority here. He can do whatever he wants, and no one dares to stop him."

"At least their food is good. I've had this kind of brandy before. It costs at least $1,000 a bottle. I wouldn't have been willing to drink it like this in the past."

Oscar picked up the wine glass, looked at the mellow wine inside, thought that he might have lost his wife and children, took a big sip and said:

"We have nothing to lose except our lives."

"Can the world get any worse?"

 

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