DipNovel Chapter 344 Welcoming
Chapter 344 Welcoming
Chapter 344 Welcoming
As soon as he finished speaking, Justin patted the slightly tense thigh of the woman next to him, and then simply started singing.
A few days ago, he used similar words to persuade his men to leave their old camp and head towards Camp Gavin, which was touted as a paradise on the radio.
On the way, he certainly felt confused and afraid, after all, compared to the seemingly safe campsite, even though the small farm where they used to camp was a little smaller.
Moreover, with only a dozen or so people, they couldn't build any defensive measures, leaving the farm with virtually no defenses.
But in any case, they were safe while they were on the farm.
But things might not be so certain on the way.
Until they were lucky enough to encounter Gavin leading a large migrating group!
This made Justin completely excited.
The excitement was like—it made him feel like he had become a prophet!
Justin: "See, I told you I could never make the wrong choice!"
Justin: "You guys are so lucky to have me make the decisions for you!"
He wanted to repeat things like that to his friends a hundred times a day!
His men were getting tired of hearing it.
But he's not only going to keep talking, he's also going to sing, haha!
And so, to Justin's singing, the convoy moved slowly and steadily forward at a speed of about fifty kilometers per hour.
The area around Camp Gavin is a key area for field agents to explore. Even if there are any dangers nearby, the field agents will discuss with their team leaders and rely on joint operations to eliminate the risks.
When encountering large groups of hunters, the field team will use a planned lure to guide the hunters in another direction.
Towns at risk are simply marked on the map.
Once they reached this area, there was almost no chance of encountering danger, which made Gavin feel a little more relaxed.
Gavin himself was exhausted from the past ten days of travel. Not only did he have to set up camp every day and barbecue meat frequently, but he also had to occasionally collect supplies for the newcomers.
In the past few days, he even took some time to help the women in the fraternity who were secretly on their periods to search for a large batch of sanitary napkins!
After all, when women live together, their menstrual cycles are very likely to coincide.
In short, around 11 a.m.
Gavin finally saw that familiar lake!
When the yacht swaying on the lake came into Gavin's view, before Gavin could say anything, some of the guys in the convoy had already started screaming.
"Holy crap, a yacht!"
"You're fucking missing the point, that's a yacht that's moving!"
"We've found another survivor!"
"What a great yacht, it's just a bit dirty!"
"What a beautiful lake."
"Uh, what's that white thing? Zombies?"
"vomit----"
"Mazefak, a living person!"
In an instant, countless voices rang out from the walkie-talkie.
While the convoy was cheering, Lao Feng, who was already circling the road in his yacht, picked up his walkie-talkie and shouted.
"Boss, I see your convoy! It must be you, because the shield is at the very front!"
"However, your convoy is quite large; there are nearly thirty vehicles!"
"Great! You're finally back! Haha, this is wonderful news! The guys at home must be so excited!"
At this point, Lao Feng instructed his men to take control of the yacht, while he himself went up to the deck and waved towards the convoy from afar.
Ten days! Damn it, that's a full ten days!
When has Gavin ever been away from his country for so long!
As Lao Feng waved frantically, the previously noisy walkie-talkies of the convoy suddenly fell silent for a moment.
In each car, the newlyweds, who were not very familiar with each other before, couldn't help but look at each other.
"At home?"
In Brody's car, as he drove, he couldn't help but glance at the woman in the passenger seat—the woman who had once belonged to Boss Connor.
He murmured softly to Connor's woman.
"That's a really long-lost word, 'home.' I really envy them for being able to say that word so naturally. Is their camp so nice that they can consider it home?"
"Don't say that, darling!"
Hearing Brody's words, Connor's woman—the Latina woman with a simple ponytail—grabbed Brody's arm and responded softly.
"Brody, since Connor died, you've practically been our pillar of support, so you must watch your words, understand? You must watch your words!"
"First of all, that's not their camp, it's our camp. We're already Gavin's men, don't forget that!"
"Secondly, when you question whether our campsite is good enough for our future partners to consider it home, why don't you take a look at the weather and scenery around here?"
At this point, Connor's woman pointed to the lake, her finger twitching particularly over the unusually lush vegetation along its edge.
"Look at those plants, and then look at this damn lake that could totally drown me!"
"This isn't the New Mexico we're struggling in; this is central Texas, part of the largest plains in the US, and the heart of the nation's livestock and crop industries!"
"There's no scorching sun here that could bake us alive, no parched land where even cotton and corn struggle to grow, no water source we can't travel dozens of kilometers to find, and no starving to death on the ground, because we could eat grass and tree bark and still choke to death!"
At this point, Connor's woman couldn't help but rub her face.
Her face was extremely dry, with cracks from the drought, and her lips were covered with a layer of dead skin.
Although she has escaped the strong winds and drought of New Mexico, the moist trade winds of central Texas have clearly not yet had time to fully nourish her.
But she didn't care. All she wanted now was to see for herself what the women living in Camp Gavin were like!
Not the rough, hardworking field women who followed Gavin around, enduring hardship and toil, but the women who only did odd jobs at the camp.
Even if those women were as beautiful as characters in a movie, she wouldn't be jealous of them in the slightest.
Because she knew very well that the state those women were in now was the way she would be in the future!
How could she be jealous of her future self!
She's about to start living a good life!
At this moment, there were countless guys who shared the same thoughts as Connor's woman.
The mere mention of the word "home" by Old Feng when welcoming Gavin was enough to make the fraternity members, who were initially filled with apprehension and fear, lower their guard.
For Gavin's team, the fraternity members had always been exposed to the field agents who followed Gavin around, and who were often described as shrewish and even somewhat perverted.
Those people frightened them.
But now, they seem to have seen what Camp Gavin is really like.
They also seemed to see their future!
As the team members fell silent, Gavin picked up the walkie-talkie and spoke to Lao Feng in a passionate voice.
"Old Feng, long time no see! Ten days of travel have left me completely numb, but no matter what, I will never let you down!"
"But before you cheer for me, save your energy and stop polluting the walkie-talkie channel."
"We can go home in twenty-five minutes at the latest. Hey guys, did you hear me? Is lunch ready?"
"Of course it's all ready, boss! I've prepared the most lavish lunch I can muster. This will be the biggest party ever, the biggest ever!"
As soon as Gavin finished speaking, the voice of Jon Fletcher, the head of the kitchen team, came through the walkie-talkie.
This former construction boss has now completely become the head of the kitchen team. Apart from Doris being able to influence his decisions through the reputation of the veterans, the kitchen has become Jon's personal fiefdom.
Fortunately, Jon doesn't like to cause trouble like Margaret did before.
Or rather, he dared not learn from Margaret, who died a tragic death.
What kind of idiot would he have to be to imitate a brainless, stupid woman?
In Jon’s eyes, Margaret had not grasped the essence of high society at all.
Soon after she arrived at Camp Gavin, she became extremely insecure and began trying to form cliques and seize power.
That's one thing, after all, it's human nature. But the most crucial mistake Margaret made was that after gaining a little influence, she immediately tried to tie herself to more important figures in the camp and attempt to directly influence Gavin's decision!
Jon expressed extreme disdain and contempt for this.
He looked down on Margaret's methods; he had his own survival strategies!
Even if he started as a kitchen helper, who had almost the lowest status in the camp, he was confident that he could achieve what he has today.
His success has only one reason.
That is, he put all his energy into how to better serve Canada!
Yes, the kitchen team he led did indeed work diligently to provide catering services for everyone.
But for Jon, it was all just to make Gavin happy.
Margaret's mistake was that she wanted to tie herself to the astronaut in order to influence or even control Gavin.
Jon, though he couldn't compete with Thomas for the job of steward, completely considered himself one of the court's stewards.
And this is the true essence of high society.
Either be born from the right womb!
Either you must wholeheartedly follow the right person!
In short, Jon Fletcher was the one who made Gavin develop a slight liking for the upper class before the apocalypse.
At least not every "upper class" person in the past only knew how to use despicable methods.
As for now.
Gavin smiled with satisfaction upon hearing Jon's confident answer.
He knew Jon's personality; the guy was a bit nostalgic and often talked about things like the end of the world.
But he was very serious about his work and had strong management skills, not in a bureaucratic way, but in a way that earned the respect of every member of the kitchen team.
Since he said it was a grand party, the scale and content of the party must have amazed the newlyweds he brought back.
This time, Gavin brought back a lot more people than usual.
If we can't make a strong first impression and completely change their perception of our camp...
Gavin was genuinely worried that their sudden arrival would cause additional trouble for the already relatively stable camp.
Satisfied, Gavin responded.
"I'm already looking forward to your party, Jon. In just twenty minutes, I'll be back at the manor with our newlyweds, and you can start preparing the appetizers!"
"Roger that, boss. Everything is ready, please don't worry!"
Jon responded excitedly, and then quickly got his men to work.
Meanwhile, the convoy bypassed the edge of Lake Richard, passed the outer airport, and left the highway, heading towards the main entrance of the Chandson Resort.
The lawns in the resort were extremely messy because no one had mowed them, and the walls and houses covered with moss and mushrooms also became dirty.
But nobody cared about that; the convoy's eyes were completely focused on the lead car.
Their gaze followed the lead car and the yachts on the lake, then shifted to the bridge connecting the resort area.
After crossing the bridge and leaving the resort area, an endless expanse of farmland suddenly appeared, and the increasingly lush pastures that grew in spring were truly a sight to behold.
"This place is truly like a dream!"
As Brody drove, he greedily looked at the grassy areas on both sides of the road.
From there, Brody could vaguely see a dozen or so horses leisurely grazing.
Noticing that Brody was lost in thought, Connor's woman quickly patted Brody's arm.
"Don't just stand there, darling!"
"Huh? No, I just thought I could catch a horse to ride, haha, those horses look really healthy!"
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Brody responded with a sound of agreement, blinking expectantly at the same time.
Farms, estates, lakes, rivers, cattle, horses, lambs—this is the life I'm supposed to live!
Let the parched land of New Mexico die sooner!
He should have just died in a place like Texas!
Just as Brody was filled with excitement, Gavin faintly heard the sound of horses' hooves rising and falling ahead of him on the road.
A cavalry unit, numbering over forty, came into view and was now hurtling toward the convoy!
The cavalry undoubtedly frightened some of the people in the caravan, but no one was scared enough to fire a shot.
America has never lacked stupid, crazy, and troublemaking scoundrels, but the apocalypse has conveniently eliminated them.
At least fools can't survive the apocalypse, while madmen will be driven even mader by the apocalypse and then subjected to a second purge by people like Gavin.
Just like that old guy who assassinated Gavin.
Meanwhile, the caravan members looked at the horse team with a mixture of apprehension and anticipation.
The cavalry, led by Anthony, rode their horses to the vicinity of the caravan, made a graceful turn, and then galloped off with the caravan.
Anthony casually flicked his cowboy hat and called out to Gavin's car from afar.
"Haha, boss, don't I look incredibly handsome today? After all, I don't need to wear a military uniform to pick you guys up!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Anthony laughed loudly, took off his hat, and shook it vigorously at Gavin.
Gavin waved to Anthony from inside the car window.
As the two greeted each other, the caravan and horse team traveled a considerable distance and appeared near the cultivated area.
The workers who were originally tilling the land nearby were now waiting on the side of the road in their tractors, waving to Gavin and his convoy from afar.
The lush, verdant farmland in the distance completely thrilled the newlyweds!
After all, their previous teams had never expanded to the point of starting large-scale farming!
And Gavin's group.
As the number of people increased, Thomas expanded the cultivated land area for the third time, which is the biggest difference between large and small teams.
Only by having sufficient human resources can a team free up its resources to do more things that make survival easier!