rebuilding in walking dead

Continental Europe, suburbs.

A sudden encounter ended as soon as it began. A horrible monster killed more than a dozen soldiers in half a minute and captured the highest-ranking officer.

"Don't kill me! Please!"

"I still have a wife and children. I can tell you everything I know, but I only ask you not to kill me."

Alex showed a cruel smile, stabbed the officer's stomach with his claws, and said with a sneer:

"I don't sympathize with scum like you."

"You don't need to tell me any information. I can see it myself."

After saying that, in the officer's desperate eyes, Alex's claws instantly turned into countless black tentacles. In just a few seconds, he absorbed all the officer's flesh and blood into his body, leaving only a blood-stained military uniform that he casually threw on the ground.

In an instant, countless memories flooded into Alex's mind, and the large amount of information gave him a splitting headache.

However, he had experienced such scenes hundreds of times, and his physical strength had long exceeded the limits of humans. In just a dozen seconds, the severe headache had been weakened to the limit, and Alex had also read all of the officer's memories.

If possible, maybe he would find himself a few partners for revenge and fight against the cancer of this world together.

This bullet is about the size of a man's fist and weighs more than ten kilograms. The exterior is made of a special alloy with lead metal as the main body. It looks quite cool in appearance. The logo of the Human Rights Organization is also engraved on the side of the bullet.

Among them, there are two large forces with more than 50,000 people, which were specially marked by them. They are called the CRM Civic Republic and the United Human Community.

In a blink of an eye, two months passed. With the assistance of CRM, Lyon sent a team of elite agents to the European continent to collect a wave of intelligence.

However, this trick was indeed very effective. Without high-rise buildings to use as a fulcrum, he had no way to deal with those killing machines flying hundreds of meters in the sky. He could only passively take the beating and be chased around like a lion being toyed with by flies.

What he didn't expect was that just by randomly picking a supply team, he could get quite useful information.

This power is several times greater than CRM and human connections combined.

......

"The main credit for being able to complete it now is thanks to Professor Jacob's research."

After cursing, Alex didn't stop. He squinted his eyes and looked around. According to his memory, he started running towards a primeval forest.

Just as Alex was about to deal with the bodies of the supply team and select the daily necessities he needed, a harsh propeller sound reached his ears.

Leon raised his eyebrows and was about to reach out to pick it up for a look when he suddenly caught sight of the nuclear radiation marks on the three shells. His heart trembled and he couldn't help but shrink his outstretched hand. He asked Professor Thomas reluctantly:

"Professor, is this the miniature nuclear warhead you mentioned before?"

After seeing this air force, Alex's face immediately turned gloomy. He couldn't help but spit on the ground and cursed:

"Damn, it's really a lingering fly. It comes here as soon as it smells blood."

"However, he is indeed very capable. He defeated a group of our soldiers with his bare hands without killing them. Do you want to meet him?"

Professor Thomas shook his head and said with a little emotion:

"More powerful than you think."

He adjusted his tone and answered solemnly:

"Rest assured, Professor Thomas, thank you for making another outstanding contribution to the United Nations."

Some information about Freemasonry was also collected. Now the entire European continent has been controlled by this organization. There are no open resistance groups. They have gathered the defeated survivors, turned them into cheap slaves, and exploited them ruthlessly.

"We must use it with caution and in accordance with strict procedures and regulations."

Although they did not obtain any internal intelligence about the Freemasons, they discovered from just a cursory observation that the Freemasons had at least more than 500,000 members on the European continent, dozens of large bases, and an inestimable number of high-tech weapons.

"Professor, how powerful is this miniature nuclear bomb? With such a small size, can the power meet our requirements?"

"Because if the wrong method is used, it is very likely to cause a devastating blow to our troops."

A few years ago, Alex was just an ordinary survivor. He protected his wife and children and struggled to survive in this doomsday.

Alex raised his head and looked towards the direction where the sound came from. He was shocked to see seven or eight black armed helicopters in the sky, rushing towards him in groups.

Until their whole family was captured by the Freemasons. After going through inhumane and endless torture, his wife and children were all gone. Now he was left alone, and he had been transformed into a monster, living alone like a demon abandoned in hell.

There is very little information about the United Human Community, and the Freemasons only know that people from the North American branch have suffered losses at their hands, and that organization is also the enemy of the Freemasons.

Lyon nodded in appreciation. He knew that Professor Thomas was honest and simple, never liked to take credit for other people's work, and was an upright person. However, he still encouraged him and said:

According to the information in the officer's brain, the CRM Civic Republic is the remnant of the former American military and a stubborn enemy that has always been against the Freemasons. In the hands of this force, there is actually a fragment of an alien meteorite.

Leon played with the miniature nuclear bomb in his hand, then put it into the box that the professor brought, and asked curiously:

If this continues, even if his body can hold on, his spirit will surely collapse.

This information made Alex excited. He once thought that he was the only one in the world who was still fighting against the Freemasons. He was the only one who had not given up resistance in the face of this powerful evil organization.

As a man with a family, a wife and children, and who controls the lives of nearly 100,000 people, he has already shouldered a huge responsibility and cannot allow himself to fail.

And now, in order to avenge his dead family, he is fighting against an extremely large evil organization alone. It is not for justice or power, but just for revenge so that his family can rest in peace in heaven.

Although he no longer needs to satisfy his energy needs through primitive eating methods, his memory as a human being still allows him to reduce his stress and make himself happy by enjoying delicious food.

"Mr. President, please do not underestimate these miniature nuclear warheads."

"Only a special detonation procedure can activate it."

Currently, the Freemasons are mobilizing supplies on a large scale, training new recruits, and forming more troops, preparing to lead a large army to the North American continent to eliminate the survivors entrenched in the North American continent.

Originally, he just wanted to grab some daily necessities, such as beer, beef, chocolate, etc. from the Freemason's supply team.

Leon's composure was still quite good. Although he was frightened by the power of the miniature nuclear bomb, it only took him a second or two to regain his composure.

"It is precisely because he created a stable miniature nuclear reactor that we were able to use this technology to reverse engineer the technology of the miniature nuclear bomb."

He is not alone.

At this point, Professor Thomas looked at Leon with a serious expression, who was surprised by the power of the nuclear bomb, and said as a reminder:

"So, I solemnly remind you here that this is a super weapon with power beyond imagination."

Unexpectedly, in other parts of the world, there are people like him who are fighting against the real murderer who is destroying the world.

Moreover, the information that Lyon and his team obtained was only the combat power that the Freemasons displayed on the surface. With the scientific research strength of the Freemasons, their level of development of zombie technology must be stronger than that of Lyon and CRM, and more unpredictable.

Maybe somewhere, there is a biological weapons research institute like the one old man Mason had, which stores a large number of various strange biological weapons.

He wanted to go to the North American continent to see what the two organizations specially marked by the Freemasonry headquarters were like.

"But don't worry, the interior of this nuclear warhead is very stable. Even if you throw it into a high-temperature furnace or crush it into pieces, it will not explode."

"I will set the strictest rules for use and only use this weapon when necessary."

"No, Professor Thomas, your research is just as important as Professor Jacob's. Without either of you, we would not be able to have a weapon as lethal as a miniature nuclear bomb."

Professor Thomas nonchalantly picked up the largest nuclear warhead from the box, threw it into the air and shook its weight, which scared Leon on the opposite side.

Even if he had the power to fight against an army, his enemies numbered in the tens of thousands and were endless, never giving him time to rest. They constantly drained his energy and kept him in a state of combat all the time.

Before the two finished their conversation, Constantine's call came in.

Thinking of this and recalling the information he had just received, Alex gritted his teeth while running wildly, and suddenly changed the direction of his escape according to his memory, running towards a beach dozens of kilometers away from him.

The unknown is the most terrifying. No matter what kind of technology Leon and his team have mastered, once he thinks of the Freemasonry that has been planning for many years, has gathered countless world-renowned researchers, has control of meteorites of alien life, and has lurked all over the world, he always has a fear of an unknown future in his heart.

The sturdy middle-aged professor, with a smile on his face, put the metal box on Leon's desk and said politely with excitement:

"Mr. President, we have completed another mission you assigned to us."

And if they stayed in one place for too long, Alex would be hit by long-range missiles or even more powerful destructive weapons.

However, Professor Thomas seemed very confident in his product. He knocked the large miniature nuclear warhead on the table, making a dong dong sound, and then said to Leon with a smile:

"Yes, Mr. President, it is the miniature nuclear warhead you mentioned before."

Just as Leon was looking through various documents within the organization, Avril walked in with Professor Thomas, carrying a metal box.

It was also because of the endless pursuit during this period that Alex truly realized the powerful strength of the Freemasons and the limitations of personal power.

"Once detonated, it can generate temperatures of over 100 million degrees. In the absence of shelter, it can use the high temperature and shock wave to kill carbon-based life within a 2,000-meter range."

This guy said in a frivolous tone:

"Boss, there's a strange guy in our base. He said he swam here directly from the European continent and wants to talk to you about Freemasonry."

"Didn't you say a few years ago that this technique was impossible to achieve?"

Ever since he destroyed several Masonic bases, that organization seemed to have formed a force specifically to hunt him down. It seemed to be called the Black Watchers. They were elite soldiers specially selected by the Freemasons from strongholds around the world. Not only were they numerous, they were also all equipped with the most advanced heavy weapons and a large number of armed helicopters.

"Without his research, I would not have been able to complete this weapon."

After handing the largest warhead in his hand to President Leon, Professor Thomas picked up the smallest micro-nuclear bomb, which was about the size of an apple and should not be too heavy. It looked like a uniquely shaped grenade.

Hearing the compliment, Professor Thomas waved his hand modestly. There was no expression of taking credit on his dark face. Instead, he said sincerely:

"Mr. President, the main credit for the manufacture of miniature nuclear warheads does not lie with me."

He suffered a great loss last time because of this. He was targeted by more than a dozen high-temperature gasoline bombs and burned into charcoal along with the Black Watch troops. He almost evaporated on the spot. If it weren't for the powerful recovery ability of the alien genes in his body, his revenge plan would have ended in vain.

"I designed three models in total. The one in your hand is the most powerful one, with an effective attack range of about two thousand meters."

As he spoke, Professor Thomas opened the metal briefcase on the table and showed Leon three cylindrical objects in the box that looked like artillery warheads.

After hearing what Professor Thomas said, Lyon felt relieved and took the bullet in his hand.

"We won't let our own people get hurt."

They chased him 24 hours a day without giving him any time to rest, just to take advantage of the fact that he had no ability to fly air defenses.

If the fuel had not been completely contaminated, making it impossible to launch a large fleet to cross the ocean, the Freemasons might not have needed to prepare for so long and could have directly brought their large army to destroy CRM and the United Human Community.

"I originally said that it would take many years for us to manufacture such a weapon with our technology."

It is too difficult to fight alone, and it is impossible to really deal a heavy blow to Freemasonry. Now the entire European continent is made up of Freemasons, and any organization that does not submit to them has been eliminated.

The two exchanged a few more pleasantries, and Leon took out his treasured collection of fine cigarettes and entertained this senior researcher who played an important role in the Human Union Organization, thus winning over the relationship between the two.

"And the smallest model I have has an effective killing range of about 500 meters, and the explosive power can directly destroy a concrete building."

However, the information he got from the officer surprised Alex.

When Lyon heard Constantine mention the Freemasonry in Europe, he was immediately cheered up. Not many people in the Human Alliance knew this information.

This outsider might have some useful information, we should listen to it.

As for Constantine's mention of swimming across the Pacific Ocean, Lyon just took it as a joke.

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