PFC Chapter 245: The Terminal (1)
Chapter 245: The Terminal (1)
The Terminus community is a survivor community built on an old train station in the wilderness. In the original plot of The Walking Dead, Terminus is definitely the most impressive survivor force.
The people here treat the survivors from the outside world who are also human beings as food.
There is a room in the terminal that is used as a human slaughterhouse by the cannibals.
After the blood is drained, the internal organs, hands and feet, and certain unclean parts of the human body are removed, and the skin is peeled off, various pieces of meat are hung upside down in the slaughterhouse. There are people who specialize in marinating the meat to preserve the food for a longer time.
Chris drove back to the terminal. The terminal was less than 10 acres in area, with several two-story long buildings as the main buildings, and a circle of barbed wire walls surrounding the station.
A group of ferocious zombies with hideous faces were staring at the living people inside the site from outside the barbed wire.
There were a large number of zombies and ordinary humans walking in the terminal, including some zombies that were up to two meters and five meters tall. They were tall and thin, wearing tattered clothes, and their grayish-white skin covered with psoriasis was exposed to the sun.
Most of the zombies carried weapons, including various types of guns, and some even carried huge cold weapons.
Chris Kyle walked to the waiting platform at the station, and a female zombie with a few tufts of long hair on her head greeted Chris.
"Chris, you're back. How's it going? Did you kill them all?"
A plump brown-haired woman suddenly appeared and asked about Chris's condition.
Most zombies are tall and thin, but this woman is different. Although her appearance has obvious zombie features, her body looks very fat.
Chris looked into the woman's eyes. Both of them had cloudy eyes, but they still maintained normal rationality.
"Mary, I failed," Chris said calmly.
The brown-haired woman is the mother of Gray, the leader of the Terminus.
Mary was a little surprised: "Were there too many of them? Or were there armored vehicles attacking you?"
Chris shook his head, exhaled with his chest and abdomen rising and falling, and said in confusion: "I don't know either. The trap I set was easily discovered by the enemy, and someone also discovered my location... It was not an illusion. He discovered me several hundred meters away from me at night."
Mary frowned. It was not because she doubted the reason for Chris's failure, but because she felt that the people outside were becoming more and more difficult to deal with.
"Thank you for your hard work. Are you hungry? I have prepared food, but it's not meat for two feet." Mary said comfortingly.
"Yes, I'm hungry. If there is normal food, please let me have a full meal." Chris said.
Normal food? Mary's face suddenly turned gloomy. She didn't like what Chris said.
The terminal has come to this point, is there any abnormal food? Everything that can be eaten has become everyone's recipe.
Chris noticed that Mary's expression was wrong. After realizing that he had said something wrong, he immediately corrected his statement and apologized to Mary: "I'm sorry, Mary, you know I didn't mean anything else."
Mary stared at Chris sinisterly. If Chris was not the same kind of person as them, she would have killed him immediately.
"Watch your words, Chris." Mary walked away unhappily.
Chris sighed. It was actually hard for him to accept that Terminus continued to practice cannibalism.
It is obvious that everyone can get food safely in the outside world. The zombies that used to attack them crazily are now like a group of docile sheep facing them.
Continuing with cannibalism will only lead to bad things. Some acquaintances have turned into lunatics and have been exiled to downtown Washington. Gray is aware of this situation, but he still encourages the people at the terminal to prey on survivors from the outside world.
Chris stared at Mary's back with a complicated expression. Mary and a group of women had paid a lot. In the early days of the terminal, the women were all meat producers. His words just now must have reminded Mary of the most unbearable memories.
Carrying a sniper rifle, Chris walked into the station building and returned to his small room. With a height of about two and a half meters, he was not suitable to live in an ordinary person's room.
Chris lay on the crudely welded long iron bed, his eyes full of confusion about the future.
Ever since everyone at the station discovered the abnormal changes in their bodies, their initial feelings of remorse and fear turned into excitement and relief.
Everyone discovered that their physical fitness was far better than before, and they also had the ability to enslave zombies. It seemed that cannibalism was the right choice.
Cannibalism has thus become the political correctness of the terminal, and what Chris said to Mary before was obviously very incorrect.
But Chris didn't worry that those words would bring him trouble. He once shot and killed a group of gangsters who attacked the terminal and saved everyone.
In the early days of the establishment of the terminal, it was a community full of hope. Later, because of the lack of strictness in recruiting survivors from outside, it was invaded by a group of bandits. People suffered the most brutal torture, which led to the extreme.
In order to survive the difficult winter, Chris chose to go along with everyone else and practice cannibalism. He felt pain and regret in his heart, but in order to survive and see hope, Chris had no choice but to make a cruel choice.
But the so-called hope is probably getting farther and farther away from the people at the final destination.
Although people lived a life without worries about food and drink, a new disease broke out among the cannibals. Many people suddenly lost their minds, became unable to move or think independently, as if they had dementia.
Chris believed that this was the consequence of cannibalism. Half of the dozens of people at the terminal had already fallen ill and were all taken to Washington by Gray for resettlement.
It was called resettlement, but Chris had no way of finding out from Gray what exactly he had done with that group of dementia patients.
There are fewer and fewer familiar faces at the terminal now, and Chris can't even communicate with them normally, because everyone's language skills are getting worse and worse, and most of the time they can only make low guttural sounds.
If these people had not shown any aggressiveness, Chris would have even thought that they had all turned into zombies from the outside world.
No! Or rather, they have become zombies, but they will not attack their companions who have also eaten humans.
Thinking of this, fear appeared in Chris's eyes. He was afraid that he would become like that in the future.
And then what? Gray would take him to Washington, too? And never hear from him again?
After all, Chris was a professional soldier, so he quickly suppressed his inner mental fatigue and lay on the bed for a short sleep.
Two hours later, Chris was woken up by a man with no normal physical features.
Chris opened his eyes, and his mental and physical functions quickly returned to their peak state.
A man with the letter W engraved on his forehead stood in front of Chris's bed, his body slightly bent and his head lowered, showing respect for Chris.
There was no doubt that the man was a wolf from the town of Dumfries.
Chris's throat rolled, and his dull and loud voice sounded like a monster in a movie or TV series.
"what's up?"
The wolf man trembled and immediately replied: "The Prophet has returned from Washington and asked you to go see him."
Chris stood up from the bed and followed the man out of the room.
On the way, Chris stared at the backs of the wolves with a look of disgust on his face. These newcomers to the station were all fooled by Gray. They had food and drink and lived well, but they wanted to be like "them".
Gray used the abilities he gained after his mutation to "show his holiness" in front of outsiders, making many ignorant people believe that he was a messenger of God.
As a devout believer, Chris is very disgusted with what Gray did. He knows better than anyone how the people at the terminal gained their current power and the consequences of this power.
Compared to the prophets and messengers of God, Chris felt that the people at the terminal, including himself, were more like products of the devil's poisoning.