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🕑 Added 2025-09-14 03:47:43 +0000 UTCA New Beginning From the End of the World
Chapter 291 - Among the Walkers
Around an abandoned factory, the perimeter fences had been destroyed by Jason’s people and the horde of walkers invaded the entire place. The dense crowds of the undead were enormous, much larger than any other horde Jason had been in.
"Ahhh!"
From time to time, the walkers in the square emitted unconscious growls; at that moment the people inside the building didn’t know whether they were awake or not because of the visitors outside their refuge.
Meanwhile, the process Jason was carrying out with the people who hadn’t managed to get a walker mask lasted at least an hour and a half.
The warehouse door where the survivors were being held suddenly opened and more than sixty people brought by Airo came out. They lined up very tightly and slowly pushed the walkers away from the warehouse door, gradually forming a small open space behind them.
As for his men who were among the horde of walkers, they gradually moved toward the group and reinforced the formation.
The people at the back began to exit in an orderly way; all the people with walker masks deliberately leaned to the two sides, and every few people there would be some armed men in the middle, and finally there were more than a hundred unmasked people in the center of the crowd.
The group, once ready and in position, advanced little by little in that formation, and after several difficulties they finally all left the prisoner warehouse and Jason, at the front of the group, kept watching the situation behind him closely.
Finally, seeing a row of raised arms in the back, he knew everyone had already come out, so without hesitation he pretended to be staggering and walked out of the factory building.
...
At that moment in the Saviors’ building, the rooms that were still lit had gone completely dark, and a large group of people stood at the window inside the building. Everyone was looking out at the square outside, and most of them were completely astonished by the scene before them.
Only a few leaders had gathered and whispered something; the man with the somber face looked at the leader strangely.
"Boss, should we contact the other teams?"
The face of the man in the leather jacket was hidden in the darkness against the wall, and you could barely see his mouth, but everyone knew he was very angry, very, very angry!
Indeed, he ignored the person who asked the question, but he asked another question in an unusually calm tone.
"Have I ever told you how the members of my family died?"
The few chiefs behind him lowered their heads at that moment; none of them dared speak.
"Yes, boss."
Ignoring the words of several people, the man began to speak in a tone full of feeling.
"Do you know? I originally planned to travel with my relatives, but I met a group of people on the road, and those bastards approached us pretending to be friendly. Just prior to that we had left another friendly group, so we did nothing."
"However, they showed their true intentions that night. Those bastards were simply after our supplies and wanted to steal all our food from us in the night."
"Their luck wasn’t very good. They woke up when I did. When they saw that, they tried to threaten me. But I ended up killing them one by one with my gun."
Speaking of that, the man in the leather jacket seemed to be thinking of something, and the people around him seemed to know what was going to happen next, and all of them secretly took half a step back, only to hear the man’s voice gradually become a bit vicious.
"I still think about it: if I had really pretended not to see those people stealing my stuff at night, nothing would have happened, but nowadays there is no drug for regret in this world anyway. I never thought there would be more people than those in our camp that night; at the moment I was about to attack I was surrounded by armed people, I didn’t know what to do."
"At that time I made a vow to life: if I survive, I will thoroughly investigate any enemy and make sure to kill them down to their damned dog so I'm never surprised like that again!"
Having said that, his gaze slowly turned from the window to the people behind him; the moonlight outside the window shone on his face, a long scar ran from his forehead to his chin, and his eyes became colder than the night.
"Do you know how the people in my family died?"
Seeing that no one spoke, he was not angry, but instead showed a strange smile.
"All of them were killed by my own hands! Because those bastards wanted to steal my food without asking first, I caught them eating the little I had!"
He reached out and touched the scar on his face, and his expression suddenly became even crazier.
"As punishment for stealing my food, I made them play a game I love so much. Russian roulette! The family I cared for, my brother and many others played. In the end, it ended up killing them all as punishment for not playing."
Several leaders trembled; they knew the boss was going mad again, they looked at each other and realized something was wrong, but they did not expect the other to stop suddenly.
The man in the leather jacket did not continue speaking, but he turned his gaze away from the window. There was a group of strange walkers walking by the factory building door, moving slowly outward.
"Those guys can move among the walkers! Take your weapons!"
"Boss, if we shoot now, we’ll be completely wiped out!"
Although the man in the leather jacket acted like a madman, he was actually very aware of the consequences of acting recklessly; the anger in his heart kept rising, burning his nerves, and the urge to fire wildly made his body tremble slightly and he immediately hit the wall, trying to calm himself down.
His eyes fixed on the strange group until the last person on the other side disappeared from his sight.
Just when the atmosphere in the corridor was about to drop to freezing, the radio on the man’s waist suddenly rang.
"Zi... Call the boss, this is Hiro."
"What’s going on?"
"The walker horde on our side has passed, what’s happening at the main base?"
"We're surrounded like a damned hot dog!"
"Then let’s help push them away."
The leather-clad man was silent for a moment, then pressed the call button again.
"Hiro, how many people do you have on your side?"
"Fifty, boss."
"Two people are more than enough to divert the horde of walkers, and the rest should come to the town to observe. Someone deliberately lured that horde of walkers. I want you to watch them, if you encounter any of them and can detain one, do so; the others can be eliminated."
"Yes, boss."
"Send forty people to watch the south of the town. I suspect they are accomplices of the group we captured a few days ago. Block the road so they can’t escape."
"Yes."
...
Jason and the others had already arrived at the east side of the town. This was the warehouse where the trucks were parked. A group of more than 400 people had arrived here. At that moment more than a dozen people had returned from the warehouse.
As soon as they entered through the door, they saw Glenn and the others standing inside. They had already taken off their masks; they felt a little relieved and hurriedly called the people outside to come in.
The crowd rushed in, whispering anxiously, and the warehouse quickly filled with hundreds of people, while Jason joined the dozen people who were in charge of guiding the way.
"Is everyone ready?"
George nodded; this time he acted alone, as for what he had done, of course he had planted the bomb.
Things had gone very well so far, which put smiles on everyone’s faces. Ezekiel and Jesús joined in and thanked them for their generous help this time.
At that moment several men and women from Oceanside approached, and their leader was Alberto.
The two simply greeted each other without exchanging courtesies, and seeing that Alberto did not hesitate to speak and looked at a girl beside him, he turned his head and looked up.
"Mr. Jason, do you plan to leave?"
