Police Headquarters, inside the underground shooting range.

Under the sparkling gaze of the little ones, Leon picked up a pistol, and without aiming at all, he raised his hand and pulled the trigger.

Syllable!

"Ten Rings!"

Joel shouted in surprise as he looked at the fixed target that had been hit.

But as soon as his voice fell, a series of pistol shots rang out one after another, and the 12 bullets were fired out by the man in front of him almost without any stagnation.

Bang Bang Bang! Bang Bang Bang!

In front of the sound of the last bullet hitting the bull's-eye, in the center of the bull's-eye made of iron sheets, a perfect circle was cut out by twelve bullet holes.

The round piece of iron flew out with the impact of the last bullet, leaving only a fist-sized hole in the bull's-eye.

The scene was silent for a few seconds, and then it was immediately filled with the innocent praise of the children.

"Wow, that's amazing!"

"Brother Leon, it's amazing!"

"That's amazing, Uncle President!"

Facing the adoring gaze of the children, Leon made a false gesture, quickly picked up a magazine from the table, and showed them the superb skill of changing the magazine in seconds, before pretending to be light:

"If you want to have good marksmanship, there is no shortcut, you can only practice hard for a long time."

"However, if you get it right, you'll get the best results."

"This afternoon, I'll teach you one by one."

With the demonstration of the big president Leon, the training enthusiasm of these little guys was also extraordinarily high, and it was not until dinner time that they were urged by the phone call of the little wife Peggy several times before they ended this training.

During this period, Leon also took the time to talk to Joel a lot, knowing that he and Sarah are both Atlanta natives, and the two of them also have Joel's younger brother Tommy, who joined the umbrella company almost two years ago, and can be regarded as an old senior among most employees.

After the shooting training, Leon accompanied Clementine to Professor Marlock's research center.

The little girl went to feed her little friend Tom the Giant again, as usual, and after more than a year of getting along, she had established a good master-slave relationship with Tom, and the mutant giant would obey Claymanting's orders to the letter, without any resistance.

Little Claymanting also believes that Tom is her friend, and he is not disgusted by the ugliness of the mutant giant.

In order to maximize the combat effectiveness of the giant Tom, Leon also specially asked the scientific research department to customize a set of alloy armor weighing about three tons for the mutant giant, as well as a giant alloy mace weighing more than one ton.

Although the destructive power of this beast of war had not yet been tested, just watching the power of the giant Tom wielding an alloy mace with ease, he could imagine the destruction and destruction that could be brought by the little Clementine as he commanded him to charge into the enemy camp.

After seeing off the little girl, Leon, led by Professor Marlock, went to the interrogation room where Thormilton used to be.

Through the one-way mirror on the wall, he saw the bald doctor he had brought back from the Wesson Virus Lab.

The guy was sitting in a chair with a smirk on his face, like a mentally retarded man, piled up with children's building blocks one by one, apparently burned out by the hypnotic effect.

A middle-aged soldier in a military uniform, wearing black-rimmed glasses, and a stitched scar on his face came out of the room, came to Leon, gave a standard military salute, and then handed over a black notebook, and said:

"Report to Your Excellency the President, I'm the interrogator of the Military Department, Liebert, and this is the interrogation record of the prisoner you need."

"If you have a question you'd like to ask, let me know and I'll get you the answer right away."

Leon looked at the hideous-looking inquisitor a few times, recognized him as one of General William's right-hand men, and his interrogation ability was undoubted, so he nodded and began to look at the black notebook in his hand.

The information sorted out in the notebook is very clear, and almost the life of this bald man, from birth to the present, is sorted out according to the timeline, which looks very comfortable.

The bald man's name was Curus, and he was once a graduate of the medical school of a prestigious university.

However, this man grew up in a very poor family, in order to study, he was burdened with a high college loan, and after graduation, in order to repay the loan, he chose to embark on the road of crime.

After entering the hospital, he has been using the gray rules to make money on his own, and finally was reported by a colleague in a medical accident, and his doctor's license was revoked because of this.

Since then, Culus has also started his career as a black market doctor, helping criminals and gang members with shady jobs, selling organs, making poisons, smuggling flour, and killing many low-class poor people under his scalpel.

It wasn't until three years ago that he was chosen by a mysterious employer to lure him with power and money to help him do more unsavory work.

Before the disaster broke out, this guy was even directly involved in the research and spread of the zombie virus, causing countless innocent civilians to die under his evil deeds.

Unfortunately, his mysterious employer and the mysterious organization behind him have a one-sided and secretive connection with Curus, and the bald doctor does not know whose orders he obeyed until his death.

Of course, Curus's intelligence is not worthless, in his memory, there is not only information about the survivor group located in Mexico, the Zero drug cartel, but also the location of several strongholds of the mysterious organization behind him in America.

Moreover, according to Kurus's memories and the information he summarized, there must be collusion between the military behind the mysterious organization, and their headquarters is not in the territory of America, but on a huge island.

Closing the notebook and handing it back to Livort, Leon was lost in thought.

The information obtained by Inquisitor Libert was very detailed, and after reading it, he also felt that he should not be able to ask for anything else.

After thinking about it, Leon asked Liebert again:

"What about the other soldiers who were captured with him, did you ask for any information from them?"

Libert shook his head when he heard this, and said:

"Your Excellency, they are just a group of ordinary mercenaries who have been kept in captivity elsewhere, have escaped disasters, and now they are also doing things with money, and they don't know who they are working for."

Leon was also helpless after hearing this, most of these mysterious organizations are intertwined and powerful, they have spread all over the world before, and their internal rules are also very strict, making it difficult for outsiders to explore.

Now that communications and traffic are severely damaged, it is basically impossible to find their heels.

He thought about it for a while, and decided not to provoke these large organizations for the time being, the sky fell and there were big men on top of it, and after these large forces fought each other and beat the dog's brain, it would be the turn of the People's Federation to rise strongly.

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Kentucky, suburb of Louisville.

Jasmine, Carol and Lee were sitting in a half-used pickup truck, along the direction of the interstate, on their way to the city of Louisville.

This time the new stronghold was built, and the three of them did not have the same good luck as they did the first time, and they caught a big fish at the beginning.

Although they found a good toy factory to use as a base, they did not find any traces of local survivors in the vicinity of the base for a week.

In desperation, the trio decided to go to the neighborhood of Louisville, Kentucky's most prosperous city.

Hopefully, some survivors will be found around the resource-rich urban area.

Just as their car was driving on the road, they suddenly saw a woman in a vest lying in the middle of the road, her skin was slightly wheat-colored, there were no signs of decay on her body, and her long golden hair was scattered, as if she had been injured in some way.

Seeing this, Lao Li lowered the speed of the car, looked back at Jasmine, and asked:

"Captain, there's someone lying on the ground in front of you, shall we go down and take a look?"

Jasmine clasped her hands on her chest, looked at the woman lying on the ground in the distance, snorted softly, and said:

"Hmph, there must be something, how can there be such a coincidence."

"However, since you see a living person, let's go down and have a look."

"Remember to bring all your helmets."

Soon, the half-used pickup truck stopped beside the woman, and after the three of them got out of the car, Carol stepped forward and helped the woman up.

About 30 years old, she looks pretty good, but the woman kept her eyes closed, as if she was unconscious, Carol shook her a few times, and the woman didn't see any reaction.

Jasmine snorted again, took out a kettle from her belt, and poured it directly on the girl's head, but her eyes looked at the jungle on both sides, and said:

"Don't pretend, come out, I'm an old hunter, I've seen your clumsy figures."

Maybe it was the high-tech equipment on the three of them that scared the people who were hiding, and they waited for Jasmine to shout three times before five people came out of the forest on both sides one after another.

An old woman, a small old man, two underage boys and girls, and a young woman with short black hair, the old man and the young woman with shotguns in their hands, pointed their guns at the three Jasmine with a somewhat cringing expression.

After these people came out of the forest, the woman who was lying on the ground immediately opened her eyes, got up, quickly ran to the side of the five people, and also took out a pistol from her pocket and aimed it at the three Jasmine.

Facing the muzzle of the gun, Jasmine and the three of them did not move, but just calmly picked up the assault rifle on their chests and pointed at the six people opposite.

They really didn't have anything to panic about, relying on the Guardian armor on their bodies, the damage of these light weapons could only make them feel physical pain, but they would not cause any substantial damage to their bodies.

This is also the basis for Lyon to dare to send members of the lone squad to establish bases throughout the country.

It can be said that without the suppression of heavy weapons, every member of the Stinger squad can easily complete the battle of one enemy and ten.

Seeing that the six people on the opposite side just pointed guns at them, they didn't dare to make the next move.

After more than ten seconds of confrontation, Jasmine shouted impatiently:

"Hey, what the hell are you trying to do?"

"If you want to rob, just say it."

Among the six people, the woman who pretended to be injured looked at the three armored monsters in front of her, and secretly sighed that she and the others were full of bad luck, but for the sake of her children and family, she still pretended to be calm and said:

"I'm sorry, guys, for taking advantage of your kindness."

"We don't ask for much, we just want you to give us food and medicine."

Carol and Lao Li looked at the old and weak women and children who were hungry and weak on the other side, although there was a little strange in their hearts, there were no men in the prime of life among them, but the kind-hearted two still felt compassion and turned their heads to look at their captain.

Jasmine's voice did not change, she held her black assault rifle flat, and said:

"Are you all stupid?"

"Do you think that the broken copper and iron in our hands can compare to the assault rifles in our hands?"

The woman with the pistol swallowed her saliva and said with some bitterness:

"I'm sorry, we can't help it, our food has been stolen by others, the men have been killed to cover our escape, and everyone hasn't eaten any food for three days."

"Without a car, we can't go anywhere we can find food."

"Please, just give us some food and let us do whatever we want, at least, let the children live."

Jasmine snorted and said sarcastically:

"Taking advantage of the kindness of others is more hateful than directly doing evil, and if we are unarmed, who knows if you will kill people?"

"Don't say I won't give you a chance, put down your guns, and we'll give you a way to live."

The woman with the gun bit her lip and looked at the old man and the black-haired girl next to her for a few moments, and finally chose to slowly squat down and put the weapon in her hand on the ground.

Carol immediately stepped forward to collect their weapons, only to open them and find that there were no bullets inside.

Seeing this, Jasmine was not angry, but admired their courage, she withdrew the assault rifle in her hand, turned around and took out some bread and beer from the car a few days ago, brought from the base of the People's Union a few days ago, put them in front of several people, and said:

"Eat, for you."

She looked at the six survivors in front of her, whose eyes were shining, and she couldn't wait to start devouring them, and said:

"Would you like to work in our camp?"

"As long as you can endure hardships and be obedient enough, we will have food and shelter in our camp."

In the face of such conditions, the six defenseless old and weak women and children who were about to starve to death had any luxury, and immediately agreed to it in a hurry, for fear that Jasmine would regret it.

Ten minutes later, after a brief introduction to themselves, both parties clearly called each other.

The woman who pretended to be injured at first was Gianna, who had been a captain of a steamer, the old woman was her mother, and the little boy was her nephew.

The little old man and the young girl with short black hair and the little girl of twelve, were a family.

To Jasmine's surprise, the little old man introduced himself as Rob, who was the chief engineer of an oil company in Tennessee before the disaster, and that he was proficient in all the techniques of this field, and that the oil field they were responsible for had not yet been exploited.

But it was good news, as a high-ranking fighter in the People's League, she knew very well what the value of an oil company's chief engineer and the unfinished oil fields was.

And this oil field is in Tennessee, on the border with Georgia, which can be said to be a gift from God to the United Nations.

As long as she hands over this old man to the president, she will definitely get more attention from Lyon.

There is no woman who does not want a better life, more rights, and if there is, then that woman must have greater ambitions.

After a brief chat about their information, Carol looked at the two children with sad expressions and asked:

"Gianna, who killed their father, and where did you escape?"

When asked this question, all six of them were a little silent.

Old man Rob's breath, he got married very late, he is in his 60s this year, the girl with short black hair is her daughter, the little girl is her granddaughter, in order to save the family, his son resisted bravely and was killed.

Before the disaster, the family could be said to be a standard middle-class elite, with a son who was a lawyer, a daughter who was a top student at a prestigious university, and a granddaughter who was a top performer in a high-end private high school.

Unexpectedly, in just two years, his wife was separated and he lost many important friends and relatives one after another.

The old man's eyes glistened with tears, and he said:

"We don't know who those people are."

"They are numerous and ruthless, and each of them has a W symbol engraved on their heads."

"Five days ago, in the middle of the night, they set fire to the house where we lived, stretched out daggers from the darkness, and slit the throats of several people, even the elderly and children."

"By the time we got out of bed, a dozen people had already been killed."

"My son Manas rushed out with a gun, and in just a few minutes, they burned him alive with Molotov cocktails."

"If it weren't for Gianna, we wouldn't have escaped."

Gianna, a woman in her 30s, spat on the ground and said:

"I know them, they call themselves wolves."

"They are a bunch of madmen, with no fixed home, no camps, only leaders, who live by plundering."

"They think that humans are too cowardly, so they abandon their human identity, unleash their beastly nature, and take pride in brutal killing, in the end, they are just a bunch of scum who have been scared by zombies and deserve to go to hell."

(End of chapter)