Time flies in the blink of an eye, and it's December.

The steel wall has been built, and every time they see this miracle wall that is more than 10,000 meters long, the survivors who participated in its construction will feel pride and pride from the bottom of their hearts, as well as a sense of participation and identification with this base.

It's all their own effort.

After half a year of development, the population of the umbrella company has gradually increased to 500 people, including 150 fighters, more than 230 logistics personnel, more than 80 technicians, and some elderly people and children who are unable to participate in the work.

A survivor camp of this magnitude should be unmatched in all of Georgia.

The construction of the fence not only greatly increased the security of the camp, but also freed up the company's guards, and the fighters of the combat team no longer had to devote a lot of energy to defending the base every day, and finally most of the fighters could be sent out.

At present, Leon has selected 30 security employees with excellent marksmanship, named them Patrol, led by Aggie, who are responsible for patrolling the base every day to protect the security of the base.

Moore, Daryl, and Glenn each lead a squad of 30 people, which Leon calls a commando team, and are responsible for carrying out the main combat missions in the base.

There are also more than 30 people led by Colonel William, named as a special operations squad, responsible for carrying out war missions.

The main task of the commando team is to clear a road to the city center, connecting important buildings such as large department stores, television stations, solar energy factories, etc.

This is a comprehensive long-term mission, not only to clean up zombies, scavenge materials, clear roads, but also to build a safe passage to block the zombies from entering in various places, with the help of terrain advantages, so that they can effectively access all the resources in downtown Atlanta.

It was necessary to map out a route that was both safe and could obtain large quantities of supplies, but with the help of helicopters, it was not too difficult, and Leon decided to complete it in a matter of months.

Leaning back in his office chair, he browsed through a fiery red laptop, an item he had picked up from her villa with Kevila, a very useful treasure in the girl's mouth.

A notebook that stores the map of the whole of America, most of the region, as a rich second generation who likes hunting activities, Kevila needs to often go to some places without mobile phone signal, this map that does not need network support, is specially customized by the girl who spent a sum of money to find someone.

Although the map inside is not particularly detailed, and only records the locations and routes of all the towns in the country, it is indeed an important treasure in the current world.

With this map, Leon can send his warriors to any city he wants without fear of getting lost.

While he was thinking, Colonel William walked into the office with a serious face, and he gave Leon a military salute and said:

"General, we found a camp 30 kilometers away, on the outskirts of the town of Faith, with a population of about 200, living on tents and RVs."

"Our people found a lot of traces of soldiers in the camp of the other side, and according to their trajectory, they should have only come here this month."

Leon was suddenly interested, and it had been half a year, and this was the first time he had encountered other camps with more than 100 people, and what kind of attitude should he treat them, which was a question worth considering.

He knocked on the table and said to Colonel William:

"For the time being, you can't be sure of the other side's intentions, you send the most elite scouts, mainly monitoring, to find out the opponent's combatants, combat equipment, and their attitude towards outsiders."

"If the situation allows, take a few prisoners without alarming the other party."

The expression on William's face did not change, and he replied in a loud voice:

"Yes, General, promise to complete the mission."

Watching the colonel leave, Leon entered into thinking again, and how to deal with other large forces has always been a problem for him.

Whether it is peaceful coexistence, or non-aggression, or defeat them to absorb nourishment, this is the question.

Although he is a power leader, if he rashly provokes a war, it is still easy to arouse the dissatisfaction of his subordinates, and once the war casualties are too large, it is easy to cause his subordinates to mutiny and be ousted by others.

This is the experience and lesson learned from so many years of history throughout the ages.

He even had some expectations in his heart, hoping that these guys would be all bad guys, so that attacking them would be a natural act, and he would be praised and recognized by his subordinates.

After thinking about it, he tuned the radio to Moore's channel.

"Moore, this is the boss."

"We have discovered an unknown force, temporarily slowing down the exploration of the city center, ready to fight at any time."

The voice on the other side paused for a few seconds and replied:

"Boss, do you need to bring someone back now?"

Leon said lightly:

"Not at the moment."

"The information is not yet clear, and there is no need to react too aggressively."

Moore's voice was a little disappointed, and he wanted to change his taste every day when dealing with those dumbfounded zombies.

"Got it, boss, member of the commando, ready for your deployment."

While Lyon was enjoying dinner, Kevela returned, she unceremoniously took Lyon's red wine, poured herself a large glass, sat down in the chair beside her, took a big sip, and stretched out comfortably.

"Black-hearted boss, you eat and drink here by yourself, call me out, and fly all day."

"He deserves to be a capitalist."

Leon admired the beautiful lines of the maiden and asked:

"What are the results of your and Professor Amrin's investigation, is that base surrounded by zombies?"

Kevela took the fork from Leon's hand, picked up a steaming steak from his plate, stuffed it into his mouth, and said:

"The situation is very good, that base is in the mountains and forests, there are no zombies found there, we don't have time to go in to investigate, but judging from the surrounding traces, there should be no traces of a large number of people surviving inside."

"If the living are not there, it must be stuffed with the dead."

"Maybe you can send an elite team to scout there, and you don't need to send too many people."

Leon nodded, he was going to explore that military base in the near future, there might be a war soon, and going to the base to get a wave of practical military equipment might reduce the casualties on his side.

Kevira took a bite of the steak and seemed to lure the worms out of her stomach, and she got up and got into Leon's arms, took the knife and fork from his hand, and ate and drank with a comfortable look on herself.

Leon's brows jumped, and he thought, good guy, you're really welcome, you ate my dinner, don't blame me for being unkind.

He unceremoniously put his hands into the warm place and began to play a prank.

The girl turned her head angrily and bit Leon's chin, muttering:

"I'm hungry, bastard."

"Let's play this again when I'm done eating, okay?"

With a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, Leon said:

"You eat, I play with mine, don't interfere with each other."