Chapitre 277: Negotiation
Several people looked inexplicably at the rough and tough looking man in front of them, not knowing what he was so happy about, Rick even put his finger close to the trigger of his Ak while everyone held their guns steady.
But the burly man didn't care about these small movements, and fixed straight on what interested him, "Listen, I'm Sergeant Abraham Ford from the Army, these are my partners, Dr. Eugene Burt, Rosita Espinosa and the other three are Finn, Jamie and Nancy that I met a few days ago."
Ignoring the man named Abraham, Rick looked at the five or people behind him expressionless, thinking all the while what his real target was.
But Abraham is not a slow person, after waiting a few breaths, he became a little impatient when he saw that these people were not talking.
"No one from your group speaks? Introduce yourselves with confidence, isn't that the only basic etiquette we have left as a civilization?"
Finn on the one hand followed the conversation and said, "Eh.... We have no malicious intentions, otherwise..."
Before he finished speaking, Rick's expression turned a little cold and he interrupted Finn.
"Otherwise, what, you want to take our supplies, or are you planning to kill us?"
Abraham suddenly burst out laughing, turned his head and looked at his partner, and the others smiled as well.
"Hehehe, my friend, I think so much time running into shitty people makes you misunderstand. No one wants to steal your stuff or kill you, but I need you to come with me."
After he finished speaking, Abraham paused, as if organizing his words, then soon spoke again.
"Just because I'm desperate, I have a mission to escort Eugene to Washington D.C.. He knows what caused what took everything to hell, and if I can get him there, he can solve all this undead shit, you understand that?"
As soon as they heard those words, Rick's original trio, who were still serious while holding their guns at this point, felt strange, and even Guillermo smiled slightly.
On the contrary, Elen looked at the other party with wide eyes at this moment and asked with some surprise, "Really, this is amazing!"
Abraham thought Rick and the others didn't believe him, so to increase his conviction, he turned around and shouted behind him.
"Eugene, explain yourself."
The man with the unique hairstyle standing in the back originally looked like he had nothing to do with saving the world, but when he heard his name mentioned, he didn't panic and spoke directly.
"I'm sorry, the specific situation is confidential and I have no right to reveal it."
"I know Eugene has been using a satellite phone to communicate with a group of people in Washington some time ago, but no one has answered the phone in the last few weeks. I need help, the more people that join this mission the better."
Rick was then that he had a reaction, he was about to speak, but he heard a slight suppressed exclamation from Katia from behind, generating curiosity so he turned water behind, and what he saw was about six walkers less than twenty meters away.
"Let's sort them out!"
After saying this sentence, Rick walked to the back of his group, and along with Morgan, the two of them switched toward the walkers.
Guillermo was the only one who didn't move to help, he stood watching Abraham's group as he held his automatic rifle ready to fire at any moment.
Spreading his hands indifferently, Abraham simply gave up the idea of helping, he stepped back and stayed where he was and looked straight ahead.
Rick didn't draw his gun, instead he pulled the machete from his waistband, five or six walking corpses were nothing to him and if Morgan comes alongside him it's to see that there's no trouble.
Two minutes later, looking at Rick who was walking back without being helped by Morgan, Abraham looked meaningfully at Rosita behind him and saw that she was nodding in the same way, all sharing a single thought.
Rick patted Elen on the shoulder, motioned for her to pay attention to the situation behind her and then returned to the front again.
"I'm sorry, I understand your situation now, but I can't go to Washington D.C. with you."
Abraham's originally confident expression instantly became serious, he could not believe he would receive such an answer and continued to ask in disbelief. "Do you have any concerns, family or children? We can go together, we can all join this mission to save the world."
"No, nothing like that, the reason I don't want to go with you is because I know that Washington D.C. is not the answer to finding a cure."
Without giving the other party a chance to speak, he continued to explain.
"Is Eugene a scientist? I know several experts in virology, great scientists and experienced professors. They can't come up with a solution right away, with those variants of the virus now roaming the country... Even if it beats a cure, there is no way it can reverse our situation. How can you be so sure of that?"
"Coincidentally I have been able to be meeting with government personnel, brilliant people analyzing the situation we are in right now and even if we are immune, how will we cope with the variants? If there is one person right now who can solve the current crisis, I will only believe him, and right now he is in Washington. A few days ago I was able to be in contact with him, but from his words, Washington is hell, so if he is indeed a true scientist, I choose to believe my friend."
Eugene picked up the point sharply, and pretended to ask casually.
"You said you know a lot of virology experts. From looking at the clothing worn by at least the three males and weapons you seem to be very well organized. May I assume that you have your own settlements and even a laboratory with full research and development capabilities?"
"You can understand it that way."
Eugene got an affirmative answer, so he lowered his head as if thinking about something, but no one noticed the struggle in his eyes at the moment.
Rosita, next door, felt deeply that something was wrong with Eugene, patted him on the shoulder, looked him in the face and said, "Don't you think you should say something?"
"Rosita! Don't push it!"
Abraham's reaction to any question involving Eugene was quite strong, he called out to Rosita with a low growl, but no one noticed, and Eugene silently backed up a few steps, stopping a few feet away.
Rosita looked at him angrily, then stood there with her arms around his waist and didn't speak.
"Friend, maybe what you say is true, but I still believe what I see, so I'm sorry you can't go with me, then I won't waste my time since we don't have much."
Just as he was about to wave at some people to leave, he heard a sudden burst of gunfire behind him.
Several people's eyes closed. At this moment, Eugene was holding a rifle and firing bullets madly. Miraculously there were many walkers walking towards him from behind Abraham's group that was not seen by anyone.
Like a cat having its tail stepped on, Abraham ran out with a whirr, snatched the gun from Eugene's hand and grabbed the neck of the walking corpse in front of him with one hand, threw him to the side of the truck, and then slammed the butt of the gun into his head.
With a pop, its head instantly deflated like a watermelon that had been smashed with a hammer.
Turning his head angrily, Abraham asked aloud, "What are you thinking, why didn't you call us immediately when you saw the danger?"
With a roar, he quickly turned his attention back to the truck, at which point, the bottom of the truck's fuel tank had been punctured by bullets, and gasoline flowed along the bullet holes, and soon spread all over the ground.
Eugene was so nervous that he knew he had caused a catastrophe, but he was still quick to explain.
"Lack of concentration, combined with lack of knowledge of large caliber firearms, has contributed to the development of this undesirable situation."
"Damn it!"
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