The survivors of the St. Joss Shan Nursing Home were successfully recruited, and the number of employees in the umbrella company was expanded to 36 at once.

In the early days of the business, Lyon took matters into his own hands and spent several hours interviewing everyone here.

Of the 36 people, 12 are elderly people who are unable to work, 6 of them can barely move freely, and the remaining 6 have to rely on wheelchairs to survive.

Excluding the elderly, among the remaining 24 people, there are 17 men and 7 women, and they are the most common ordinary people in life.

Leon searched and searched, and only managed to come up with 5 technicians, two nurses, a welder, a lathe worker, and an auto mechanic, all of whom were quite ordinary workers.

However, the original leader here Aggie was more powerful, he took 6 young people who were willing to participate in the battle, joined the security department, and expanded Leon's soldiers to double digits.

The remaining 13 people, who have neither the courage to fight nor the ability to excel, are all assigned to the logistics department, and what awaits them will be as tiring and boring as coolies, but it is better to be safe, isn't it?

For this kind of result, Leon is still relatively satisfied, if this is a card drawing game, he is like he didn't spend a penny, so he prostituted 36 consecutive draws, and drew a blue card martial arts faction Aji, 5 green cards ordinary technical individuals and 13 white card coolies, well, and 12 black card patients.

Although there are no S cards and SSR cards, there are enough of them, which is equivalent to picking them up for nothing.

After finishing the personnel work, before Leon could take a break, the beautiful little assistant Amy came over with a notepad.

"Boss, I've found a problem."

Leon smiled faintly: "What's wrong?" ”

"We drove five cars from the quarry, Mr. Aji and they have three cars, and these eight cars can't hold more than 40 of us at all, not to mention those sick elderly people who need medical equipment here, and these things need to take up a lot of space."

"We need more trucks."

Leon glanced at Amy with some surprise, not expecting this girl to think of this.

"You're right, Miss Amy, thank you for the reminder." He pretended that he hadn't thought of it, and praised the little assistant.

Proper recognition will allow leeks to thrive.

"Please go and call Mr. Glenn and Mr. Aggie."

"Then you go and count how many of our people here are able to drive trucks."

"Yes, Mr. Custer." The little beauty left with a smile on her lips.

After a few minutes, Glenn and Aggie came to Leon's side.

"Boss, what do you have to say?"

Leon greeted the two of them warmly and said:

"Two gentlemen, I have a task for you to do."

"You two are the most familiar with the terrain around here."

"Our team needed a lot of trucks."

"Please go and scout the location of a nearby truck, and find a clear road by the way."

"You don't need to fight, you can act covertly, you can go to the rooftops of some buildings to observe, and your safety is the main thing."

"Look for at least 10 trucks, and discuss the details yourself."

"It's 2 p.m., get the mission done before dark, is that okay?"

Glenn and Aggie looked at each other, took a light breath, and said:

"Okay boss, we'll get it done."

Leon nodded with satisfaction, took out two cigars from his pocket, threw one to each of them, patted them on the shoulder, and said:

"Very good, behave well, I will record the merits this time, and there will be corresponding rewards when I return to the base."

"Accumulating meritorious service, promotion and salary increase, I am very optimistic about you."

Looking at the backs of the two leaving, Leon sighed in his heart that it is good to have a competent subordinate and save a lot of effort.

After another five minutes, Miss Amy came over with a hot cup of coffee and some pastries.

"Boss, I have already counted, among the 48 of us, in addition to the elderly and children, a total of 30 people can drive cars, 12 people can drive large trucks, and the remaining 18 people can also drive small cars."

"I also arranged for Ms. Quinn to count all the valuable things in the nursing home, and I would arrange for the logistics staff to sort it out before dinner."

The car penetration rate in America is really high, and the car price is cheap, and basically every adult can drive a car.

Enjoying the coffee and pastries brought by Amy, Leon was quite satisfied, and the little assistant was very smart and sensible, even if she didn't arrange it, she knew what you should do.

"Very well, Miss Amy, please inform the Moore brothers and have them come to me with the battle team."

"Okay, boss."

After a while, Moore and Daryl came to Leon with 6 fighters.

Still quite enthusiastic, with a smile on his lips, Moore shouted:

"Boss, what do you have to say? Old Moore is always ready to serve you. ”

Daryl nodded with Leon with some restraint and did not speak.

With a gentle smile, Leon gave each of them a cigar, and he smelled a little wine on Moore, and presumably drank a little wine before, and without saying much, he spoke:

"There is expected to be a battle tomorrow, and today I will take you to familiarize yourself with how to fight these zombies."

"Go get your gear and meet at the back door in 10 minutes."

Everyone was a little confused, but they still agreed in unison:

"Okay, boss."

After 10 minutes, Leon changed into a leather jacket and leather pants suitable for sports, and with weapons and a combat team, he met at the back entrance street of the nursing home.

He casually observed, then led the group to the ruins of a construction site.

The ruins are not large, with piles of waste and stones on them, surrounded by tall walls that are impassable, and more than 30 zombies are wandering around.

Leon nodded, feeling that this was the right place, and he turned to the men of the battle group and said:

"You guys just watch here, don't do anything, and see how I deal with the zombies."

It's been four days since I came into this world. He has gradually adapted to this apocalypse, he doesn't have to worry about the zombie virus, and he doesn't have much fear of these monsters, but more disgusting and disgusting from the heart.

As the other fighters watched, Leon pulled a stuffed animal out of his pocket and threw it into a corner of the ruins.

The plush toys hit the ground, and the cheerful children's music sounded.

Ding-dong! Ding-dong! Jingle bells!

The more than 30 zombies on the ruins were involuntarily attracted by the sound of music, and their original movements began to move towards the corners one after another.

Leon stood in place, pulled out a pistol with a muffler from his waist, held it flat in front of his eyes, and shot the zombie in the head as he moved.

Burst! Burst! Burst! Burst!

12 bullets burst the heads of 9 zombies.

I ran out of magazines and replaced them with another one in a hurry.

Keeping a distance of about 10 meters from the zombies, Leon's hit rate can reach about seventy.

Burst! Burst! Burst! Burst!

After the two magazines were fired, more than a dozen zombies had fallen.

At this time, some of the zombies had already reacted when they heard the movement, and they turned their heads to look at Leon, as if their eyes were shooting fierceness and greed.

Expressionless, Leon inserted the pistol into his waist and pulled out a machete more than a meter long from behind his back.

Looking at the zombies that were slowly approaching, the strange energy in Leon's body slowly flowed, and he swept a knife, cutting off the heads of the last two zombies, and then slashing down with the help of inertia, splitting the head of another zombie.

After killing three zombies in a row, Leon did not continue to rush forward, but took advantage of the shortcomings of the difficulty of the zombies to turn around, circled around the corpses for half a circle, and found two lone zombies on the periphery for sniping.

With the help of the open terrain, the zombies with clumsy movements couldn't touch the corners of Leon's clothes at all, and after a few circles, 5 more zombies were sniped by Leon alone.

After a round of killings with pistols and machetes, only 7 of the more than 30 zombies remained, gathered into a pile, still chasing Leon without fear and without stopping.

Leon didn't continue to fight with the machete, he took a slight aim, threw the machete like a spear, penetrated the brain of a monster, and then observed for a few seconds, found a platform more than a meter high, climbed over, and ran up.

On the platform, I waited for the zombies to surround the platform.

Without pedals, these irrational monsters simply could not climb onto the platform, they desperately huddled together, stretched out their arms, towards Leon, powerless to grab indiscriminately.

Leon, who was standing on the platform, took out his pistol again, and changed the magazine with a relaxed expression, as if he was shooting a fixed target, one shot at a time, and the gun shot the head, killing all the zombies.

After the battle, Leon leisurely lit a cigar and walked over to them under the watchful eyes of the battle group, either adoring or frightened or incredulous.

The tone was indifferent, as if it was just a splash of dust and said:

"This is the first lesson, and I want to tell you that these monsters are not scary, they are slow, they have no intelligence, and they only bite with their teeth."

"Aside from the virus, which is easily lethal, they are not even as effective as a wild dog."

"Don't be afraid of them, with the right methods, each of you can kill dozens or hundreds of this garbage."