rebuilding in walking dead

It was like throwing a match into a barrel of powder. After the Mississippi nuclear submarine incident broke out, not only did it bombard half of the world and create a lot of ruins, but it also triggered the nuclear counterattack systems of many countries because of sensitive weapons such as intercontinental missiles.

That day was the nightmare of all the survivors. The whole world fell into madness. There were sky collapses and earth cracks, violent storms and rainstorms, earthquakes and tsunamis. Countless survivors, countless zombie monsters, along with high-rise buildings, grass and trees, were reduced to ashes in the magnificent mushroom cloud.

The blue sky was no longer clear, the sea water evaporated, the earth was destroyed, and dark clouds composed of countless radioactive dust floated in the sky.

The world, which had already gradually formed a new order, has entered the stage of reshuffle again.

.........

Five years later, it is the spring of March 2020.

Darryl Farm, United States Territory, Georgia.

Daryl, a crossbow man who is nearly thirty years old, is wearing a white vest that reveals his strong and muscular body. He is holding a shovel and doing farm work on his farm.

Beside him, several young survivors employed on their family's farm were also working diligently and meticulously. Even though they were exhausted and their thin clothes were soaked with sweat, they did not slack off at all.

She stood at the door, watching the interaction between her boss and little Alice, and couldn't help but smile warmly.

Avril gathered her long golden hair. As a victim of the zombie virus, the five years had not left any trace on her. Instead, it made her physical condition better than ordinary people. Ever since she was infected with the virus, the pain seemed to have left her body.

Hearing the familiar voice, Daryl quickly looked up and saw his beautiful fiancée riding on a black county horse, looking at him with a smile on her face.

Just as he was enjoying the fun of the game and the thrill of killing, the office door was pushed open, and a cute little blonde girl wearing a princess dress and twin ponytails rushed in with an innocent and lovely smile on her face.

Even though he is a relatively introverted person, this tough guy couldn't help but smile.

That was the first time they discovered a large organization with more than 10,000 people. Fortunately, both sides were positive organizations that adhered to order and did not provoke a war because of discovering each other's traces. They even reached a mutual trading relationship because of more frequent exchanges.

As more and more survivors joined the Human Rights Alliance, job differentiation, the gap between the rich and the poor, and the level of status gradually emerged.

Georgia, Human Rights Base.

The Federation's base was near Binghamton, New York. About two years ago, when the organization's residents were extremely short of food and organized large numbers of teams to go out on expeditions, they came into contact with the Human Rights Alliance for the first time.

Daryl nodded noncommittally.

Thanks to President Leon's forward-thinking, the Human Rights Organization not only organized people to build a large number of farms in the first year after the disaster, but also used vacuum compression technology to produce a large amount of compressed food before the old food had completely rotted.

In fact, Leon had heard the little girl's movements a long time ago. When she rushed over, he gently grabbed her with his left hand and hugged her tightly in his arms.

They were busy until noon. With a clear horse neigh, Beth, a beautiful girl with a ponytail and a more mature and beautiful appearance, came to Daryl's farm riding a black mare.

Leon was coaxing his little daughter with a smile, and a cold-looking blonde beauty also walked in from outside the office.

After the disaster, the Federation, as the force closest to the two large cities of Washington and New York, was joined by a large number of survivors who were elites with professional knowledge.

A large organization of 50,000 people, under the control of senior managers such as Lyon and a large number of scholars and technicians, gradually turned into a small society with semi-militarized management.

"Isn't this great? Isn't the reason why our soldiers fight so desperately so that their families and children can live a safe life?"

Moreover, because of its proximity to two major cities, the Federation is far ahead of the Human Rights Union in terms of medical technology and drug production.

In addition to supplying its own needs, a portion of the agricultural products produced each year will be reprocessed into canned food or other easy-to-preserve foods as reserve food to deal with future disasters.

Leaning back on his leather chair, Leon looked focused. He used his extraordinary hand speed to control the hero on the screen to slaughter all the enemy monsters. In this game called Warcraft, he was really bullying the weak ones.

Although their population has now swelled to over 50,000, the Human Rights Alliance is not short of food.

Although monsters in the wild have become much rarer than they were a few years ago, the ubiquitous radiation has made these virus-infected monsters even more bizarre and dangerous.

"Darryl, lunch is here, let's all eat together."

The girl looked at the men still working in the fields and couldn't help but smile. She waved her hands and shouted to them:

Lyon nodded. During the past five years, the Human Alliance did not continue to expand its territory, but instead focused most of its energy on building and consolidating the two territories of Georgia and Florida.

However, having plenty of food does not mean it is cheap. In this era when most survivors are starving and freezing, food is hard currency comparable to munitions and medical supplies.

The warm and soft touch in his arms filled Leon's heart with love. He also kissed the little girl on the forehead and asked:

"Are you having fun in Miami Beach, Alice?"

After all, the increasingly worsening environment has made it more difficult to raise delicate livestock such as chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep, and they have become more precious.

Therefore, the living conditions of this large organization with about 30,000 people are far more difficult than those of the Human Rights League.

Beth shook her head and thought for a moment, then pouted and said:

"I heard from my sister that they seem to be running short of food again, and they want to send a large caravan over to conduct a large-scale trade with us."

We often have to come to the Lianhe area to seek more food through trade.

Seeing this, a few young people who were still eating nearby glanced at each other. Some of them were very discerning and took their bowls to other places without disturbing the couple.

There is no need to even prepare special feed for them, as they can digest any kind of garbage well.

At this point, Beth laughed triumphantly and said:

"Of course, they certainly wouldn't say that they were trading civilians to us. I heard that they called these civilians dispatched workers."

"Boss, the railway between us and the Florida branch base has been basically completed. We can hold a completion ceremony at any time and start normal operation."

However, no matter what the world becomes, food will always be the most important necessity for survival for ordinary survivors who are still struggling to survive.

"Dad, I'm back!"

Leon smiled and scratched the little girl's chin, saying gently:

"No, little Alice, although big crabs are delicious, eating too much is bad for your health. Good children should eat more vegetables."

Not only is it divided into several major areas such as industrial areas, residential areas, commercial areas and public areas, but the original walls have also been reinforced and expanded, turning this original military base into almost a small human town.

Seeing that no one else was interrupting, Beth smiled sweetly and sat next to Daryl. The two of them leaned against each other and whispered:

However, although there is no further territorial expansion, due to the implementation of the stronghold network plan, in addition to the two major bases of the Human Alliance, the Human Alliance also has hundreds of small strongholds outside the bases in the territory of America, which help them to monitor this dangerous land at any time.

Alice pursed her lips, snorted, and said:

"Humph, I want meat, not vegetables."

The girl's voice was sweet with a hint of boasting.

"There are also more and more children who are not receiving an education."

"Their envoy hopes that we can send a force to escort them."

The little girl nodded seriously, touched her lips with her finger, and said sweetly:

Not only is the environment polluted, making it difficult to grow large quantities of crops, but they are also frequently attacked by monsters from the radiation zone.

Being held in the man's arms, the little girl immediately laughed like a silver bell, and gave the man two kisses on his slightly stubbled chin.

Although the professional skills of a large number of people can no longer play their due role in the apocalypse and can only be used as hard labor, for the Human Union, which attaches the most importance to talents, every talent who survives the apocalypse is a precious treasure left over from the old era.

Otherwise, the Federation would not be so extravagant as to always exchange scarce talents for food.

"You're sure to like it."

Sometimes she would think that maybe the zombie virus could really open the road to human evolution, and the Human Alliance, which had mastered zombie technology and was constantly developing new technologies, was her strongest reliance for evolution.

Hearing this, Leon nodded indifferently, sat back in his seat, and said:

.........

"The federal government promised to give us more discounts when we trade."

This place, originally known as Fort Benning Military Base, has undergone nearly nine years of transformation by the Human Rights Alliance and is now very different from its original appearance.

Ten years have passed since the end of the world. Both humans and monsters have divided their own areas. As long as they don't wander around in the wild or invade each other's territory, fighting is not as frequent as before.

"What's wrong? Did something happen in the Federation?"

With the income of ordinary survivors, it is not often possible to eat these delicious foods.

Daryl took a sip of the cold corn beer, the slightly spicy taste made his chest warm slightly.

However, unlike Georgia, where the AFL-CIO is located, New York State, where the Federation is located, is close to Washington and New York, two megacities that have been attacked by nuclear bombs.

It was the spring ploughing season, and with the great changes in the world, nuclear radiation was raging across the world, and horrible bacteria and viruses had spread to every corner of the earth, changing everything in the world.

"Since these workers have decided to sell to us, they are already our property."

"The beach is fun and warm, the crabs are delicious, and there are lobsters and big fish."

"Your Excellency the President has always attached great importance to children's education. Our school has expanded its enrollment several times."

Putting a large piece of smoked mole meat into the mouth, it has a slightly bitter taste and a gritty texture. Although the taste is not very good, due to its terrifying reproductive capacity and good nutrition, these mutant mole meats have become the most common meat for ordinary survivors.

"Today we have the cold corn beer that everyone loves, and I brought a big order of smoked mole from the Buffalo Tavern."

"You also know that in recent years, our Human Union has become more and more famous. More and more survivors have climbed mountains and waded through rivers, crossing countless dangers to join us."

"Do they have anything else that's worth exchanging for food?"

Beth shook her head, a smile on her face, reached out and took Daryl's hand, and said:

"Dr. Hathaway and Dr. Melfa have urged me many times. They need the latest monster samples in the radiation zone."

"It's not a holiday, but the class I teach has to go to the youth training camp this afternoon for a half-month military training. These kids are really clinging to me, and I have to go with them tomorrow, so I can only take the time to come and see you today."

Beth looked around with a guilty look, then put her mouth close to Daryl's ear and whispered:

"I heard from Miss Amy that this time they will trade us 2,000 civilians in exchange for 1,000 tons of food. In addition, they will reach a secret agreement with the military."

After waiting for more than ten minutes, until little Alice was taken away by the nanny, the blonde beauty slowly walked to Leon's side, gently helped him tidy up his collar that was messed up by the child, and said:

"Boss, the Federation's caravan will pass through Washington's radiation zone in three days."

While calling for her father, the little girl rushed towards the handsome man at a speed that an ordinary child would find difficult to achieve.

"These disgusting things are all hiding in the radiation zone. I don't know what they have mutated into."

"I will ask Colonel Frank to protect them, and send an elite unit of the Stinger Squad as well."

After all, their total number so far is just over 50,000, and occupying too much land would only disperse their defensive capabilities.

Beth nodded, and suddenly thought of something, and said with a little excitement:

"Darryl, do you know about this federal envoy?"

Daryl paused for a moment after hearing this, then asked:

The main commodities they can trade to the Human Union are various technical talents and medical supplies.

After swallowing the mole meat in his mouth, Daryl looked at Beth with a slight smile and asked softly:

"How come you have time to come here today? Is the school closed for the holiday?"

"The Think Tank hopes that you can choose a time to announce this good news to our residents."

The people in the Federation are not fools. Technical talents are valued in any organization, unless they are really forced to do so and are almost unable to survive.

"Hee hee hee!"

In today's world, the resources left over from peacetime have basically become waste, and the survivors can only rely on their own labor to obtain the supplies for survival.

After seeing the handsome man sitting on the leather seat, the little girl's eyes narrowed into crescents, revealing an even brighter smile. Her little white teeth with two missing teeth made her look even more clever and cute.

"Dad, can we eat crabs every day from now on?"

With a smile on his face, Leon continued to turn on the computer and started a new game.

"Then let's wait until the Federation's envoy arrives with the caravan before we announce the news."

"It's a good opportunity for our allies to share this good news with us."

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