Doomsday America.

Chapter 289 Goodbye, Anne

After seeing Mrs. Anne to rest, Gavin returned to the restaurant and had one last drink with the remaining staff.

Around 12:40 AM, the party came to an end with the last two or three people collapsing, and Gavin could finally get some rest. Doris and the others were busy cleaning up the mess in the restaurant, while Gavin, reeking of alcohol, sat in a chair, silently watching the moving crowd. The party continued until the restaurant was completely cleaned up and all the staff except the sentries had gone back to their rooms to rest.

Gavin then returned to his bedroom.

After taking off his clothes, which were stained with a lot of alcohol, Gavin went to the bathroom and took a good shower.

Back in bed, Gavin slipped under the covers, reached out and brushed a strand of hair from Nikita's cheek, gently kissing her forehead. Nikita seemed to sense Gavin's touch, opened her eyes, and looked at him with a confused expression.

"Mmm...darling, drink...hmm?"

Nikita was about to say something when she felt dizzy and nauseous, so she quickly sat up in bed, grabbed Gavin's thigh, and drunkenly climbed over him, jumping off the bed. She glanced at Gavin as she staggered away towards the bathroom. Gavin took a deep breath, exhaled a breath of alcohol, and burst into laughter.

Nikita must have really drunk too much today; I've never seen her throw up like this before!

With a soft laugh, Gavin got up and went to the bathroom to take care of Nikita.

After Nikita finished vomiting, Gavin helped her rinse her mouth and then they sat on the sofa to rest for a while.

Some people feel dizzy and disoriented when they lie down after drinking too much, but they feel much better when they sit up.

Nikita was rambling incoherently, and Gavin wasn't sure if she would be too, but sitting for a while wouldn't hurt, since they didn't need to get up early tomorrow anyway, right? With the astronauts back, the camp's most important task for the near future was complete.

The most important task next is to ensure a perfect harvest of the first batch of vegetables and potatoes at the camp.

The task didn't require working from dawn till dusk; all you needed to do was take care of the land like a good farmer. So, Gavin chatted with Nikita for a while, then rested on the sofa until 2 a.m. before finally going to bed for a good night's sleep. He planned to sleep until at least 10 a.m. the next morning to relieve his recent mental fatigue and sober up a bit.

But little did he know that he would be awakened by a voice on the walkie-talkie at around 6:10 a.m. the very next morning. It was around 5:40 a.m.

Ring ring ring!

Old Feng's alarm clock rang.

Hearing the sound, Xiaoying wearily opened her eyes, quickly turned off the alarm clock, and then comforted her son who had been woken up by the alarm.

After her son fell asleep again, Xiao Cao glanced at the time; it was around 5:50.

So she raised her hand and nudged Lao Feng's shoulder.

"Honey, wake up, Lao Feng, Lao Feng!"

"Um?"

Old Feng, who was drunk, was woken up by his wife. He looked around in a daze, then stood up with a dazed expression.

"I know, damn it, I drank too much last night, and I have to go to work this morning."

He quickly figured out what was going on, then sat up in bed and shook his head in annoyance.

It wasn't that he was dissatisfied with his post duties; it was just that he was grumpy in the morning. No matter what kind of person you are, if you haven't had enough sleep, you'll always have some kind of morning grumpiness. Even Old Feng, who was considered well-trained, couldn't escape it.

Seeing that Lao Feng had gotten up, Xiao Cao nodded, then lay down to continue resting, saying to Lao Feng.

"It's good that you're awake. I think you were on duty at Madison today. That big black guy is the village chief's henchman, a real loyalist. We shouldn't mess with that kind of guy." "Huh? Haha! I should avoid his sharp edge? Honey! I'm a solid early-stage guy too, I'm the pillar of our Gavin camp!" Old Feng laughed and boasted to his wife, then got out of bed completely.

He didn't take a shower either, since people in Dongguo generally don't have the habit of showering in the morning; Lao Feng usually showers at night.

This is not a difference in hygiene concepts, but mainly a difference in physical characteristics between people from the East and West.

Westerners tend to shower in the morning because they need a good shower to remove body odor, cleanse themselves, and prepare for applying perfume. East Asians, on the other hand, generally don't have the same body odor as Westerners, so they prefer to shower at night to wash away the day's weariness. That's all.

At that moment, Old Feng went to the bathroom to wash his face, then got dressed, grabbed his gun, and without disturbing his wife who had fallen asleep again, strode out of the room towards the sentry post. Madison and the other two sentries on their shift were chatting together when they saw Old Feng approaching. Old Madison waved to him from afar. "You're up early, Feng! You're always the first one up!"

"Ha, of course! The camp is like my home. How can I be lax in protecting my own home? I don't have that kind of habit!" Old Feng smiled and waved, then went to the sentry post, gave Old Mai a high five, and bumped fists with the other two sentries.

Apart from Madison, the other two outposts were staffed by buddies at Cedar Park and Granite Beach Camp.

In the current camp, each sentry shift is generally staffed by one veteran and two newcomers, and Madison and Old Feng's sentry shift is no exception.

However, these new recruits got up quite late. The second sentry left the room at exactly 6:00 AM, and the third sentry didn't get up until around 6:10 AM. Chandson was the third sentry; getting up early was a bit too difficult for him.

When he had to leave the room to stand guard, he was completely out of control.

He had to admit that at one point, he even regretted joining Camp Gavin.

Back at Granite Beach, he and his older brother Lucien were the top two leaders at the camp, and they never had to stand guard. Even with fewer people and less safety, at least he could get a good night's sleep, right?

However, Chandson then considered the food standards at Camp Gavin and the strong sense of security provided by the large camp with hundreds of people, and felt it was worth it. Chandson shrank his neck, thinking that things were actually quite good as they were. Although he had to get up early, at least his life was safe, no… thud!

Just as Chandson was thinking this, a loud bang suddenly came from the room he had just passed by!

The sound made Chandson stop in his tracks and look in surprise at the door he had just passed!

It's worth noting that every room in Gavin Manor has excellent soundproofing.

The fact that such a loud noise could be made through the heavy door meant that something terrible had clearly happened inside!

At that moment, Chandson sobered up instantly. He swallowed hard in surprise, then cautiously approached the door and pressed his ear against it, listening intently. The five men chatting at the guard post changeover, some distance away, also looked in Chandson's direction.

As he watched, Old Mai grinned and said.

"What's that bastard Chandson dawdling about? He's almost ten minutes late, and now he's peeping or eavesdropping on other people's doors... Wait a minute?" Old Mike realized something was off halfway through his sentence. He swallowed hard, then quickly exchanged a glance with Old Feng. Old Feng, after exchanging a look with Old Mike, pursed his lips and asked him.

"McDie, Chandson wouldn't be eavesdropping on other people in front of us, would he? So... do you remember whose house that is?" "I don't remember either. How could I possibly remember everyone's house? I do remember the guys who arrived earlier, but as more and more people come, how could I possibly remember them all!" Old Maddie replied, then waved to the guys.

In an instant, all five sentries moved closer to Chandson's position.

As Old Feng approached Chandler, he waved and greeted him, then casually asked, "What's wrong?"

"Chanderson, what happened?"

"Wait, keep your voice down, something's not right!"

Upon hearing Lao Feng's words, Chandler quickly raised his left hand to Lao Feng, making a hushed gesture, and then continued to listen carefully.

He could clearly hear a rhythmic clattering sound, like sandbags being repeatedly pounded on the bed!

Seeing Chandson's condition, Old Feng narrowed his eyes. He slung his rifle over his shoulder, drew his pickaxe from his waist, and strode up behind Chandson. As he approached the door, he could vaguely hear banging sounds coming from inside the room.

At this moment, Lao Feng's eyes turned completely cold. He turned back to look at Lao Mai and asked softly.

"Did you hear that, Old Mike?"

"I heard you, Feng, something's not right!"

Old Mike swallowed hard, then went to the door and, together with Chandson, pressed their ears against it.

A moment later, Old Mai straightened up and nodded heavily to Old Feng.

"Something's definitely not right. Damn it, I don't know whose room this is, but the things inside are probably not human anymore!"

"Let's try knocking on the door!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Madison raised his left hand and slammed it firmly on the door.

That actually made things worse; the room suddenly fell silent.

The silence made the sentries involuntarily swallow hard, and they continued to wait nervously.

Sure enough, just twenty seconds later, the door in front of them was suddenly slammed hard by something.

Boom!

This impact was exceptionally violent; even through the door, everyone could feel the vibrations caused by the impact.

This change also caused the two men behind Lao Feng and Lao Mai to involuntarily take a step back.

Old Feng then raised his hand and pressed it against the door, shouting at it.

"Can the guy inside still understand me? Whether you can understand me or not, I'm about to open the door. I hope you didn't lock it, otherwise I'll have to go find the key!" As Old Feng spoke, the door in front of him continued to be smashed wildly, the sound getting faster and faster, and the force of the impact becoming more and more violent. Seeing this, Old Feng pursed his lips, then shook his head helplessly and said softly to Old Mai.

"There's no other possibility. Let's try to open the door and get rid of...whatever's inside completely!"

"Okay, I understand, but... sigh..."

Old Mai nodded, keeping his thoughts to himself.

He was pretty sure the guy in the bedroom had turned into a zombie, but... who exactly had turned into a zombie?

I really hope it's not one of my closest friends, otherwise it would be so heartbreaking.

Old Mai suppressed his sadness, then grabbed the doorknob, turned and nodded gently to Old Feng.

Old Feng nodded in acknowledgment, then approached the door, picked up his pickaxe, and aimed it at the door.

Then, Old Mai twisted the doorknob forcefully.

Clatter...

The door was opened like that; the waiter inside had obviously not locked it!

As soon as the door opened, Lao Feng looked into the room.

The figure inside the door immediately lunged at Old Feng, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws.

Old Feng immediately wanted to swing his pickaxe, but when he saw the person inside the door, his hands suddenly stopped!

Immediately afterwards, he changed the direction of the pickaxe and used the handle to smash the figure's face hard, sending the thin figure flying! Old Mai had been prepared for blood and flesh to fly everywhere, but when Old Feng struck with the pickaxe, not a drop of blood came out.

He glanced at Old Feng curiously, then pushed the door wide open and asked:

"What happened? Did you miss?"

"No, it's just that that's Annie, the boss's old friend and his... elder!"

Old Feng gritted his teeth and replied to Old Mai.

Upon hearing this, Old Mai's eyes widened suddenly.

"Damn it, it's Annie! She... damn it, she's... sigh..."

With a sigh, Old Mike staggered forward and walked straight into Anne's house.

At this moment, Annie, who had been knocked away by Lao Feng, had gotten up again and continued to charge towards Lao Mai.

Looking at Anne's thin body and her withered face that kept screaming.

Old Mike shook his head and stretched out his hand, making a straight-arm block motion like in rugby, using his gloved and metal-arm braced hand to push Annie to the ground again. Nearby, Old Feng quickly followed up, stepping on Annie's flailing hands.

The others quickly followed and held down Annie's legs.

At this point, the zombie was completely under control, but the problem wasn't over yet, was it?

Old Feng held Annie's arm firmly down while pondering for seven or eight seconds.

Then, he exhaled a heavy breath and said.

"As everyone knows, the eldest brother's parents... passed away on the first night of the apocalypse. In our camp, old Bert sometimes acts like the eldest brother's father, while Annie, this kind old lady, is somewhat like the eldest brother's mother... or grandmother?"

"In short, I think it's necessary for the boss to know about this before we completely get rid of Annie!"

"So, Old Mike, you should go knock on the boss's door."

"Yes, that's what I think too. The boss really needs to know about this."

Hearing Lao Feng's words, Lao Mai took a deep breath, then stood up and walked past the crowd that was holding Annie down.

"I'll go wake up the eldest. You guys keep an eye on Annie, and make sure she doesn't get bitten by the old lady."

He said.

Upon hearing this, Chandson grinned and responded to Old Man Mack.

"Don't worry, she's just an old zombie lady. She doesn't even have many teeth left, right? How could we not even be able to handle an old lady!" Knowing that there was only one zombie, Annie, Chandson was no longer nervous.

Having received a response, Madison nodded, then left Annie's room and knocked on Gavin's door.

dong dong dong...

The knocking made Gavin wearily lift his head. He grabbed his pistol, stood up, and went to the door to ask.

Who is it?

As he asked the question, he looked through the peephole at the door.

"It's me, boss!"

As Old Mike responded to Gavin, Gavin also saw who was outside the door. He pushed the door open, raised his pistol, looked at Old Mike, and asked, "What's going on?"

Meeting Gavin's gaze, Old Mike swallowed hard, then turned and gestured towards Old Mrs. Anne's room, saying,

"Boss, you should go and see for yourself."

Suck……

Upon hearing this, Gavin immediately took a breath, then picked up his pistol, walked out of the room, and strode towards the direction Old Mike was pointing.

When he finally arrived at the scene, he looked at the open gate from afar.

Gavin's eyes widened slightly. That was... Annie's room!

Gavin understood what was happening without even seeing the scene clearly or needing any explanation from others.

He sighed, swallowed hard, and then went to the door, looking sadly at old Mrs. Anne, who was being held captive on the ground, twisting and turning in an attempt to break free. At that moment, Gavin's eyes were particularly heavy.

That feeling I had last night... it really wasn't just my imagination!

Last night, when Mrs. Anne, unusually, started talking to him about the future, Gavin already had some concerns.

He even checked the old woman's breathing and waited a while to make sure she hadn't died on the spot before leaving her room. But the result...

Gavin took a breath through his nose, then glanced at the gun in his hand.

The beautiful markings of the black Colt were still vivid in his mind's eye, and Gavin instinctively aimed the muzzle of his gun, which seemed to bear the mark of death, at old lady Anne's head. But...

He finally put down his gun and looked at the men who were holding down old lady Anne; they were, of course, also looking at him.

Gavin paused for a moment, then said in a low voice:

"Please bear with me a little longer, while I... fetch my knife."

After saying that, Gavin silently stood up and walked towards the door.

After Gavin walked away, watching his retreating figure, Old Feng swallowed hard and whispered to Old Mai, who was waiting at the door.

"Another old friend of the boss has been lost before the apocalypse, sigh..."

"Yes, but Grandma Anne is... how should I put it, she's almost eighty, isn't she... at that age..."

While responding, Old Mike continued to look towards Gavin's room.

At this moment, Gavin had already found the dagger. He was wearing pajamas and carrying the silver dagger as he strode toward Old Man Mac.

After exchanging a glance with Old Man Mike, Gavin paused briefly in front of Mrs. Anne's door before striding into the room and standing before her. Kneeling beside her, Gavin plunged the silver dagger into her jaw, driving it into her狰狞 (zhengning - ferocious/hideous) head. Meanwhile, outside the door…

Nikita, who was woken up twice by Gavin searching for something, also ended up in Annie's room.

"Honey, what happened?"

As she asked the question, she looked at Anne. When she saw the dead Anne, she was stunned for a moment, then uncontrollably covered her mouth and ran to the bathroom, where she vomited violently.