Gomi was woken up by the early morning birdsong.

"What time is it?" A dazed Gomi asked.

Seeing that the two of them did not answer, Gomi reluctantly opened his eyes, only to see Mohr booing Gomi who had just woken up.

Gomi poked his head out secretly, and there were walking corpses outside, no wonder they didn't dare to speak, and the three of them nested in the car until noon.

When he poked his head out, he was relieved to see that there were only a few walking corpses left before.

"I felt something was wrong in the middle of the night, when I looked out the window and saw that it was full of walking corpses, we were already surrounded, fortunately I woke up Otis otherwise, what if he snored and summoned the walking corpses, I wanted to wake you up, but you didn't wake up at all." The two of Mor were vigilant for a night, and Gomi had a good night's sleep. Hearing this, Gomi was a little embarrassed.

"I'll drive, you guys go sleep for a while." To make up for the two of them, Gomi decided to drive himself and let them rest. Hearing this, the two of them hurriedly shook their heads. "No, it's better to be vigilant."

Looking at the few walking corpses, Otis started the car, "Today we will go directly to Atlanta, and we will not stop on the road." Gomi shared his thoughts with the two.

"Okay, let's go to Atlanta first to check on the situation, and by the way, see if there's anything in need in the city." With that, Otis kicked the gas pedal and went straight to Atlanta.

Here, Rick and the others found a place with only a wall and no roof last night and slept overnight, but fortunately the weather was not too cold, otherwise several people would have caught a cold.

Drive Gomi's Hummer and explore the surrounding places where you can stay.

"Rick, go check out the farm over there." Herschel knew the farmers in the surrounding area, and he knew where there were farms.

"Did you see yesterday's fire?" Rick asked T-boy, who was in the same car, and T-boy, who was sitting in the co-pilot and was in charge of guarding, looked at the observation hole and looked around. Hear Rick's inquiry.

"Of course." T'T replied.

"The fire must have been set by Gomi, I don't know what happened to them, I wanted to go over and see it, but...", Rick said and looked at Carl and Sophia, who were sleeping soundly in the back seat, "I have to keep them safe, I promised Gomy." ”

Rick drove the car, following Herschel's car.

Gradually, Maggie's car slowed down. Seeing this, Rick had no choice but to stop the car.

Rick stepped out of the car and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"There's no more gas." Herschel pointed to the oil gauge and saw that it had bottomed out.

"Damn it, it's all to blame on those damn walking corpses, if it hadn't come suddenly, we wouldn't have been driving around on this road without gas." Hammering down the steering wheel, Herschel was furious.

"Wait a minute, or I'll take you to the farm you said to see if there's any gasoline." Rick told Herschel what he thought.

"It's also a good idea, so that T-boy you go to the back and control the direction of the car, and I'll sit in Rick's car and show him the way." Herschel suggested.

Hearing this, T-boy got out of the car. Rick walked the car over Herschel's car, tied the leash, and Herschel pointed in the direction and drove away.

On Gomi's side, the blue pickup truck has arrived in downtown Atlanta.

Atlanta, which was supposed to be full of corpses, is now only three or three walking corpses, which is really different from before.

"Otis, go in this direction." Gomi pointed in a direction, and Otis drove the car over.

"This is where to go, Gomi." Looking at the unfamiliar surroundings, Moore asked.

"Go home." Gomi's voice was a little sad.

Otis glanced at Mohr and sensed something was wrong with Gomi.

"Gomi boy, you know that I don't don't comfort people, don't show a sad face and try to make me care about you." Moore cares about Gomi in his own way.

"Well, Gomi, I want to say, since it's all in the past, it's better to think about what to do in the future, dwelling on the past will only make you sad." Otis drove through the streets and comforted Gomi.

"Thank you, I'm fine." Gomi smiled again when he heard the two of them care, and there was a warm current in his heart, no longer cold.

Arrived at Gomi's house.

"Come up and sit down." Faced with Gomi's invitation, the two looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders.

The parents' bedroom was a mess, and Gomi's room was a bed except for the desk, and Gomi took the rabbit Jody on the bed, and Gomi stroked it for a while.

"Hopefully it's still there." groped under his bed, took out a one-meter-two storage box, and blew the dust.

When he opened the storage box, it was a composite bow that was better than his father's, which Gomi secretly saved money to buy, and after his parents immigrated from there, they adhered to the idea of the older generation of Chinese and did not allow him to hold weapons when he was a minor, which he secretly bought a year ago on the eve of Gomi's birthday. The parents gave him a small pistol.

Pulling open the drawer to the side, he took the small pistol, a Glock pistol with a silver handle that contrasted with the red-painted casing.

He removed the other pistol from his chest, plugged it in, and patted it. "Now, there's nothing to remember."

When I walked out of the room, I saw the two of them sitting on the sofa, staring at each other.

"Let's go, I'll show you, big baby." With Jody the rabbit on his waist and a gun with a silver handle on his chest, Gomi with a compound bow in his hand made them feel like all their previous grief had vanished.

Of course, the bullets were packed into the backpack that I carried with me.

Gomi's parents immigrated to the wealthy and opened a Chinese restaurant in Atlanta, just downstairs. But they only work as bosses, not cooks, so the chef they hire only needs to check the accounts every day.

Gomi and Moore opened the door of the warehouse, which was full of shelves full of grain. Looking at so much food, "we have to find a big car, there are too many of them, my pickup truck can't fit it." ”

"There's almost two tons of rice, and five tons of flour and all kinds of canned food, and smoked meat, smoked chicken, and so on." Although Gomi doesn't care about the family's business, they always talk to his parents every time he eats, so Gomi is still aware of his parents' ability to stock up. Gomi's hoarding is inherited from them, and they always talk about being prepared for danger in times of peace, so they hoard a large amount of grain in the warehouse at home. Now it's cheaper, Rick, they're waiting for someone.

"With so many things, even if there is a big car, it will take several days for the three of us to move it." Moore looked at the small warehouse, but the food was well organized.

"Let's go to the car dealers." Gomi was wondering where there were big trucks, and the only place where he could find them was over there.

The three of them were ready to leave, and Gomi locked the warehouse, ready to wait for the cart to be found before moving it.

"Maybe we can go to the police station, where there are guns, and by the way, we can find some guns to take away." Moore proposed.

"Okay, let's go to the police station first, Otis, do you know the way?" Gomi thought for a moment, agreed with More's statement, and turned to look at Otis.

"I've never been to Atlanta, most of the time on the farm, or in the small town." Otis also suffered.

"Over there, go over there first." More pointed to a bus stop. Otis parked at the bus stop.

"Police station, police station." Moore searched for the word "police station" on site to site. "Found it, the line is bus No. 19, go this way, turn the corner on Storu Road." Pointing to a stop on the bus stop sign, Moore was excited.

The three of them got into the car, and Otis looked for the Storo Road and turned in.

"How can there be a wall." The three looked suspiciously at the police station, which was surrounded by barbed wire.

"There's someone in there!" Moore and Gomi said in unison.

"Hurry up, if there are people then they must have heavy weapons." Realizing the seriousness of the situation, Gomi hurriedly yelled at Otis.

Hearing this, Otis shuddered, and drove away from the area with one foot on the accelerator, and several people in the police station were still lamenting, "It's good for them to come in, we can grab their car and get out of here." ”

The Gomi trio, who fled quickly, almost went to heaven.

Escaping from the area of the police station, the trio breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's good we ran fast, otherwise we would have died there." Otis said with a sigh of relief.

"That's the only way to go to car sales." Gomi said helplessly.

Finding the largest car sales company, looking at the various cars in the parking lot, Otis parked the car in front of a Peterwalt's car, "That's it, I hope this car still works." Seeing this, Moore got out of the car and prepared to break the glass and then dock the line to set the car on fire.

"No, Moore, let's go to the store, there should be a key there." Stopping Mohr from smashing the car window, Gomi suggested.

"It's a good idea." More agreed to Gomi's proposal.

The three of them then drove the pickup truck to the store.

The cautious Gomi took his father's compound bow with him, folded his own bow and put it back in the bow and arrow box.

The three of them looked at each other and nodded.

Through the glass door, the three Gomi saw that there were a total of eight salesmen walking corpses inside.

Otis pushes open the door and begins to solve the eight walking corpses in an exploration formation on the farm.

Gomi bent his bow and arrows to deal with the three walking corpses in the distance, and as the arrows were fired, Otis picked up Gomi's dogleg knife and slashed at the head of the nearest walking corpse. More also drew his bayonet and disposed of the walking corpse in front of him.

Deal with the rest of the walking corpses, find the key wall, and get the keys to the Peterwalt car. Several people drove back to the car.

The roar of the vehicle means that the car has been successfully started.

Otis looked at his old pickup, and then at the behemoth in front of him. Looking at the pickup truck that he had killed with him from the walking corpse, "Old man, goodbye." ”

The trio took the contents of the pickup truck to the van: "We had to find a tow box to hold Gomi's supplies. Moore drove out of the parking lot.

"There's a cargo center over there, there should be." For Gomi, who grew up in the city, finding these was a no-brainer.

The trio drove the car to the cargo center and pulled the gate open.

As soon as I got in the car and drove not far away, a lot of walking corpses surrounded me.

"Why are there so many here, The Walking Dead?" Otis was puzzled, after all, he didn't meet a few in Atlanta, except for the eight he met at the car sales company.

"It should be that the gate is blocked, and they can't get out." Gomi thought of the door that had been closed when a few people had entered.

"Hurry up and find an empty container and go back." Seeing more and more walking corpses surrounding several people, Moore hurriedly said.

The men quickly found an empty trailer, and Moore ventured out of the car to hang it behind the front of the car, and the two people in the car were responsible for guarding Moore's side.

"Let's go." Hearing Moore's voice, Otis kicked the accelerator and ran out with the car.

Hundreds of walking corpses frightened the trio, found a gas station to fill up the car, and then returned to Gomi's warehouse, where they began to move, emptying things in the least amount of time.

Gomi went upstairs to find a few clothes that needed to be changed, "The water is off, or you can take a shower." He looked at the bathroom regretfully, turned his head and began to empty the warehouse with them.

Rick, on his part, found the farm Herschel was talking about, found some gasoline in the garage, and restarted the car.

"Gomi's car is really good for driving in the apocalypse, it's too safe." Seeing that the farm was quite quiet and not disturbed by the walking corpses, everyone decided to rest here for a while.

T-boy, who was on guard at night, heard some sounds and looked around carefully and found nothing. I didn't pay much attention to it, thinking it was just my own auditory hallucination.

When Glenn changed to T-boy's shift, it was already past three o'clock in the morning, and everyone in the house was sleeping soundly.

"The day after tomorrow is the day after tomorrow and the day after tomorrow is the agreed day with Gomi, and I don't know how they will be." Standing on the balcony, wary of the surroundings, worried about Gomi.

"Maggie's relationship with me, it seems that Herschel has acquiesced, and he didn't say anything when he saw the two of us together recently." Glenn, who is caught up in sweet love memories, doesn't notice that the walking corpse has already taken over the farm after all.

When Rick saw Sean in his dream, he was alarmed by a gunshot, cautiously grabbed the pistol by the bedside, and ran to the balcony.

"Shhh ”

Everyone quickly packed up their things and ran downstairs to the car.

"Rick!" Lori looked at several walking corpses next to the car, protecting Carl and Sophia behind her, Carol calmly took the spear, ready to deal with the walking corpses.

"Bang" Karl pulls out his gun to deal with the nearest walking corpse, and Carol wields a spear to finish off the walking corpse. A shocked Lori looked at Carl, and Rick, who heard Lori's voice, looked back to see that the approaching walking corpse had been dealt with.

Sitting in the car, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's too dangerous, hurry up, otherwise you will be surrounded, and you really won't be able to go." Glenn, who got into Rick's car, said.

Seeing more and more walking corpses surround them, Hummer opened a passage in front of him, and Maggie drove behind.

"Nowhere is it safe." Herschel muttered.

"We've got to find a place to settle down, Lori is pregnant, we have to find a place." Carol said to Rick.

Rick also wants to find a stable place to live in the people, who wants to go back and forth in this cold winter wax moon.