Shawn raised his head again.
"Merle, just tell him to do whatever he needs to do. I don't believe a single word he says."
Merle poked his head out and gave Shawn another 'okay' gesture.
"What kind of Governor are you? You're just a disgusting maggot that crawled out of a pile of shit."
"Every time you lie, don't you feel guilty about your mother and family?!"
"It was clearly you guys who ran all the way to the outside of the Prison and injured our people, and you still dare to show up here!"
"Do you really think we're made of mud?"
"See that? These are high walls of concrete and rebar, strong enough to keep your dead grandmother from crawling out of her grave and getting in!"
Merle's Quote
After speaking, Merle turned his head, poked it out again, and winked at Shawn before retracting it.
"Hiss—"
"This attack power, I acknowledge you, Merle."
"Among all the people I've met, I'd call you the strongest!"
Shawn peered through the wire mesh gate, saw the Governor's almost black face, and quietly gave Merle a thumbs-up.
Outside the Prison.
The Governor's face was as if smeared with a layer of boiler ash; although his skin was still white, the visual impression was that it had darkened by at least 8 shades.
Especially when Merle began to insult the Governor's family, it was as if he had stepped on his jackal's tail, making him want to jump up on the spot, leap into the Prison, pull out Merle's tongue, wrap it around his neck, and strangle him to death.
He gritted his teeth, his masseter muscles and veins bulging on both sides of his cheeks.
He lowered his head and raised his powerful eyes, forming a pair of fierce'Sanpaku eyes' that were extremely impactful when viewed head-on.
The Governor was terrifyingly calm at this moment. He placed the megaphone to his mouth, said one last sentence, and then completely ended the first negotiation between the two Camps.
"That was my last chance to give you."
As his voice fell, the Governor casually threw the megaphone to the ground and turned to look at Martinez.
"Get someone ready, and use that pickup truck to ram open the gate!"
The wire mesh gate wouldn't hold for long. Forget large trucks; even a modified pickup truck with a half-load of goods, given full throttle and a full-speed Sprint, could ram it open.
Before the apocalypse, this was a Prison. Reality didn't have as many exaggerated jailbreak scenes as in movies.
The gate and the surrounding wire mesh weren't particularly sturdy. The main defenses were the watchtowers and armed officers guarding with hot weapons, as well as the multiple layers of security inside the Prison.
However, at present, all around the Prison, as far as the eye could see, were sturdy high walls. Only the main gate looked easy to deal with, so naturally, they had to start from the gate.
"When we get in, I want his tongue."
The Governor's eyes were cold, fixed on Merle in the watchtower.
Soon, the road leading to the Prison's wire mesh gate was cleared, and a modified pickup truck appeared a hundred meters away.
This pickup truck had been fundamentally modified in appearance. The windows and front windshield were sealed with iron mesh, the engine cover was covered with a layer of iron sheet, and the front bumper was embedded with a tilted front shovel similar to a forklift.
This is bad—
Seeing this scene, the people on the Prison side suddenly felt a sense of emptiness.
Although the Prison had basically implemented its construction plan, it was still somewhat rushed, and many areas were not perfect.
If they were allowed to ram the gate now, it was almost a given that the wire mesh gate would not be able to stop them.
"Quick!"
"Use a large vehicle to block the entrance horizontally!"
Rick immediately reacted and shouted to Jacob from afar, wanting him to drive the car over.
"No need."
But Shawn shook his head at him at this moment, gently clenching a slightly thicker long line in his hand.
At this moment, the Governor also had no intention of giving the Prison a chance to react and immediately gave the order.
Vroom—!
The engine began to roar, and the pickup truck took about 6 seconds to accelerate to over 100 kilometers per hour.
With an unstoppable momentum, it charged fiercely towards the Prison's wire mesh gate.
And as the pickup truck moved, whether it was the Prison members or the Woodbury soldiers and residents, all their eyes were fixed on it, not daring to look away in the slightest.
The pickup truck drew closer, closer.
A hundred meters… fifty meters… twenty meters…
Shawn watched as it came within 15 meters of him.
Immediately, he saw a flash of fire in his hand, and the thick red line was instantly ignited.
Whoosh—!
It was almost instantaneous, so fast that human eyes could barely make it out.
The entire 3-meter-long fuse had burned out in a flash.
And it was at this very moment that the pickup truck had already come within 10 meters.
Bang—!!!
The earth shook!
Even the world in their eyes couldn't help but tilt.
A small mushroom cloud, mixed with black smoke and fire, slowly rose 6 meters in front of the wire mesh gate.
Along with it, the modified pickup truck was also carried away, its entire body directly blown into the air, and then, using the recoil, it rolled and fell back more than ten meters away.
Only this time, what landed was just a shell of iron emitting flames.
The driver inside was also instantly engulfed by the power and flames, dying suddenly before even having time to scream.
And in front of the wire mesh gate, the flat ground had disappeared, replaced by a deep, dark, black pit.
The soil at the bottom had turned black, and this pit was even deeper than the one Shane and the others had dug before.
If an ordinary person wasn't careful and stepped into it, they might even fall and be seriously injured.
When the deep pit appeared, connecting to the other deep pits, three or two Walkers thrown into it began to wander, and in a short while, they occupied it.
And seeing this happen, everyone who was 'watching' was stunned.
Whether they were from the Prison or from Woodbury.
They stared blankly at the pickup truck that had fallen to the ground, then rolled, flew up, and landed again, feeling a dryness in their throats.
It was as if their throats had been scorched by the flames on the pickup truck, which was why they couldn't utter a single word.
But when everyone was stunned, one person moved.
Shawn actually turned around and left in this situation. He called Rick.
"Not letting Jacob and the others drive over just now was the right decision."
"In short, you don't need to do anything next, just keep an eye on them and observe their every move."
"Oh, and just in case, you can drive the fire truck to a position directly facing the gate. If they start to charge the gate, just ram into it and block the door."
Hearing Shawn's instructions, Rick was a little confused, but he could vaguely understand Shawn's intention.
He agreed and turned back to the lawn to make arrangements.
Shawn, on the other hand, returned to the third floor of the Administrative Building, wrapped his arms around himself through the glass window, and looked towards the Governor's car encampment.
"Among the Thirty-Six Stratagems, there is the Empty Fort Stratagem."
"But today, what we're emptying isn't the city, but the open ground in front of the city."
"Philip Blake, you can be ruthless enough to send your soldiers to charge, but do the residents of your Community have the guts?"
"Once opposition arises, contradictions and conflicts will follow."
"In the negotiation just now, you wanted to divide us from within. Now, why don't I see how you deal with internal division."
Surrounded by the Governor, Shawn was not anxious, not anxious at all.
Shawn knew the Governor's shrewdness deeply, so he didn't intend to make them retreat just yet.
Shawn even anticipated that the Governor might use Walkers to clear the mines.
But with the Walkers' walking pace and paths, unless there was a large, dense horde of Walkers, who would dare to fully trust it?
Observing their expressions, Shawn asserted that the momentum created by the stick dynamite must have intimidated them.
Therefore, internal contradictions would always arise, and once a crack appeared, it would lead to a rapid and chaotic collapse.
Moreover, Shawn had never intended to rely on this to drag things out indefinitely.
As long as the Governor lived, he would always be a menace. He had to be eliminated completely.
And now, coincidentally…
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