Doomsday America.

Chapter 273 Separation Phase

Gavin wasn't actually angry; he was just habitually scrutinizing the situation. After all, what Adriana said concerned a survivor who had just died. However, Adriana hadn't acted alone; Eugene and the others were with her. Since they had already killed the survivor, and no one had complained to him, and Eugene's group of four hadn't argued with each other, Gavin was furious.

That at least means that the person who died had a reason to die.

So Gavin was really just habitually scrutinizing things.

but……

Seeing Gavin's eyes narrow rapidly, Adriana was slightly taken aback, then nervously swallowed.

She had to admit that a crazy woman like her hadn't felt any pressure in a long time.

But at that moment, Gavin's narrowed eyes inexplicably gave her an urge to explain something.

So she quickly swallowed and said to Gavin...

"Boss, cough cough, the guy we met tried to hit me on the head with a stick the moment we met!"

"Really, I'm not lying to you. Back then, we worked in pairs to investigate different houses and clear out the zombies from each one."

"Eugene and I were in a group, and we went into a fisherman's hut."

"Eugene was searching the bathroom, and I was searching the bedroom. The bedroom door was open, but I didn't see any signs of anyone living there, so I just went in." "But what I didn't expect was that there was a guy hiding behind the door. As I walked in, he tried to smash my head with a shotgun, but he only hit my shoulder because I instinctively turned around!" At this point, Adriana quickly reached for her left shoulder, forcefully ripping open her shirt to show Gavin her swollen and bruised shoulder. After confirming that Gavin could see her neck, collarbone, and half of her breasts, Adriana continued to explain rapidly.

"After he saw that he had only hit my shoulder, he immediately withdrew his gun and made a gesture as if he was about to shoot me. As soon as I saw him make the shooting motion, I also aimed my rifle at him." "But we were too close, really too close. He lunged at me, smashed the rifle out of my hand, and we started wrestling." "Until he found an opportunity to throw me down, I found an opportunity to trap his head with my legs. Just like that, I trapped him and plunged the dagger into his chin, staining my pants red!" "As for why he didn't kill me right away, I guess he probably wanted to spare my life, just knock me unconscious so he could fuck me to his heart's content later, Mazefak." "It's really a good thing he doesn't like playing with dead people, otherwise I probably would have died a terrible death. A fucking ambushed living person is much more dangerous than a zombie like the ambush attacker!" At this point, Adriana bared one shoulder and pulled up her blood-stained pants, presenting them to Gavin.

"I'm serious, boss. If my period could bleed this much, I'm afraid I'd have a massive hemorrhage!"

"Besides, boss, I almost got killed! You should at least comfort me!"

"Please, boss, even just one word, just to comfort me, please, boss~"

At this point, Adriana, without waiting for Gavin's reply, pounced on him like a snake striking a stick, hugging his leg and moving her left hand upwards along his thigh. Gavin...

He chuckled as he grabbed Adriana's hand and then helped her straighten her clothes on her shoulders.

"Alright."

After covering Adriana's shoulders, he tapped her on the head with his fist and said.

"Don't fucking slut here, buddy. Go change your pants. There's still some left in the tent."

"As for the people you killed, I never said you weren't allowed to kill outside. I'm your boss, guys. No matter who deserves to die, at least when it comes to life and death, I'd rather you were the ones who survive." "Although I'd prefer you to report to me before killing, especially when you're within earshot of me on the walkie-talkie." "But in this special situation, acting decisively is the right choice. You did the right thing, Adriana." With that, Gavin gave Adriana a hard slap on the butt.

This girl's actions are getting more and more outrageous; she's even starting to rub her butt against my shoulder.

He was already sitting on a recliner, and if this girl rubbed against him again, damn it, she'd be rubbing right against his face.

After slapping Adriana away, Gavin waved to Eugene, who had come closer to him.

"Eugene, your trip was quite exciting!"

"Haha, of course it was amazing! Adriana gave me a fright. I thought I was going to lose our camp's most famous adult toy supplier~" "But the result was not bad. Adriana is indeed a gangster. She's quite good with a knife. She must have practiced on my big guy. Hahahaha!!" Amidst the laughter, Eugene looked at Sean and Old Feng and the others, then waved to Feng without any politeness.

"Hey bro, get me some beer, I always need that stuff when I'm bragging~"

"Haha, you fucking Eugene, your bird must be growing on your tongue!"

Old Feng laughed and waved to Eugene, then went to the side and got some wine for everyone.

And so, not long after, Eugene clinked his beer bottle against Gavin's and continued.

"Damn it, this is our life as field workers, this is our fate!"

"This is the apocalypse, haha! In the apocalypse, people either die of thirst and starvation, or they die at the hands of zombies, or they die like us, like fucking heroes and warriors, in the next battle!" "If one day I actually die in a hospital bed, I'll definitely give myself the middle finger and, while doing so, thrust my hips to mock my weakness and powerlessness!" "We all have our day of death eventually, but Adriana's day is clearly not today!"

"So, boss, let's raise a glass to Adriana!"

At this point, Eugene raised his glass, put his left hand in his mouth, and whistled loudly. His whistle caused Adriana, who was changing clothes inside the tent, to suddenly stretch her long, shapely legs out of the tent! Adriana had been taking excellent care of herself lately; her smooth legs practically glowed, with fine hairs reflecting the sunlight. Her hand traced a path down her ankle until it reached her thigh, where it was finally stopped by the tent flap. Watching that slowly moving leg, Sean immediately whistled along.

Old Feng couldn't help but laugh out loud and pat the beer bottle.

"Wuhu, you're fucking awesome! This is exactly what I wanted!"

Nicholas raised his glass and toasted Adriana Yu Yao with a shout.

Seeing his buddies having a good time, Gavin lay back in his deck chair and crossed his legs.

He loved the camp at this moment, and he loved everyone at this moment.

I prefer myself, the one who created all of this.

While Gavin was enjoying a rare moment of fieldwork and recreation in the middle of the temporary camp.

Above Earth, inside the space station.

Six astronauts are gathered nervously in the connecting capsule, looking at each other.

Their eyes held either fear or determination.

Their breathing was either rapid or calm.

Their hands clasped together, and Big Ivan stood among the five astronauts holding hands, speaking softly to the others.

"We only have one chance!"

As he spoke, the astronauts looked at each other, then nodded in unison.

Seeing his men nod resolutely, and their initial fear gradually giving way to determination and relief, Big Ivan took a deep breath and then spoke to them.

"Later, we will board the return capsule to make final preparations for our return."

"We've unloaded the last of the useless supplies from the return capsule, except for one... radio intercom!"

"That was the last channel to communicate with Gavin, our final means of seeking return and help, and possibly our last words to the world... the ultimate path!" "We may die in the sky, blooming like stars!"

"Or die on Earth, nourishing a small patch of land like fertilizer!"

"More likely, we'll create a miracle... that not many people will witness!"

"And I believe we will be the miracle itself, guys, not because we'll be luckier, and not because we've worked any harder." "It's because Gavin is waiting for us, our comrades on the ground are waiting for us, and we... will give them our response!" With that, Big Ivan raised his right hand, making sure the back of his hand was facing up.

The other astronauts then stacked their right hands on top of each other one by one.

After the last hand landed, the astronauts exchanged a deep look, then pressed their hands down hard!

"We should go!"

"Big Ivan said in a low voice."

"Don't let those who are waiting for us down!"

"Set off!"

Then, one by one, the astronauts silently entered the return capsule.

The reentry capsule didn't have six seats at all, so their first task was to find a way to secure everyone in the cramped capsule as much as possible! But they didn't have welding equipment or anything like that; all they had were various restraint straps.

So they helped each other, tying everyone up one by one, securing them to various places inside the reentry capsule where they could be tied. After tying everyone up in this way, Big Ivan and Charlie Duke finally sat in the seats of the reentry capsule.

Ivan took the lead operator's seat without hesitation, as he would be responsible for manually controlling all aspects of the return capsule's operation. Charlie, meanwhile, tightened his restraints in his seat, glanced at the time display on his spacesuit arm, and softly reminded him, "Ivan, we are expected to evacuate the space station in about four hours."

"Received. Wait, and cherish every second, my friends. After all, barring any unforeseen circumstances, this will be our final return journey!" Big Ivan replied, then closed his eyes on the controls.

With his departure imminent, he needs to maintain his physical strength as much as possible.

After all, they wouldn't have had a chance to eat anything for the next twenty-four hours.

The liquid stored in their spacesuits was all strong vodka that Ivan the Russian had smuggled onto the space station.

Therefore, they didn't even have water to drink, and they had to rely on their bodies to cope with all sorts of difficulties and physical challenges on the return journey. In short, this was destined to be a journey that challenged their limits.

But fortunately...

They are ready!

Time passed slowly, and it was around 5:40 p.m. that day.

At the temporary camp at Livingston Lake, Gavin was playing a rapid-fire game with Sean and Adriana, pistol in hand.

The guys at the camp were always interested in Gavin's revolver-firing skills.

Whenever they had free time and went target practice with Gavin, they liked to gather around him to learn how to fire a revolver rapidly. Gavin was used to this, and he would enthusiastically demonstrate his rapid-fire skills.

After more than a month of training, Gavin's rapid-fire skills have not only reached their peak, but have even surpassed his previous peak! His physique is extraordinary, arguably the best among humans.

At this moment, when he trained for the first time for survival—not for showing off or winning awards as he had done in the past—[the following text is incomplete and likely refers to a different context: "and this is the first time he trained for survival."]

His body truly unleashed potential far exceeding anything he had ever shown before.

For him now, he could fire all six bullets from the Colt Python in almost 0.6 seconds, with a 100% hit rate within 20 meters! Such dormitory skills were no less than those of legendary cowboys in Western movies!

Even so, Gavin knew one thing.

Knowing how to use a gun won't solve all problems!

He played with his friends for more than twenty minutes.

As the sky grew increasingly dark, Edward's car slowly drove back.

After parking the car near the camp, Edward got out and strode over to Gavin, saying...

"Boss, I've cleaned up two more small towns, but only roughly, since we don't have much time left."

"If nothing unexpected happens, the astronauts should be unloading from the space station by now, right?"

At this point, Edward shook the dust off his clothes and then looked up at the sky.

Gavin put away his gun and patted Sean on the shoulder.

"Sean, Edward's back. Time for dinner. After you finish eating, check the helicopter one last time, K?"

"No problem, boss." Sean nodded in response.

Gavin nodded to Sean, then turned to Edward and said softly.

"The astronauts really should get off the space station. Damn, I'm really worried about them."

"But worrying is useless. What we should do now is stop thinking about things that are disturbing our peace of mind!"

"Let's eat first, buddy. After we eat, all the helicopter pilots, including you, will inspect the helicopter. After that, get some rest and make sure you get enough sleep." "The sentry duty will be handled by non-pilots. We'll stay here tonight until we find our friends in the sky!"

At this point, Gavin patted Edward on the shoulder, then walked past Edward toward the makeshift dining table.

Old Feng was carrying a large pot of fried noodles and a pot of boiled noodles, and placed the large pot next to the dining table.

Eugene, meanwhile, stood by the large pot, carrying a tray and banging it incessantly.

"Hey, Redhead, can you fucking stop banging? It's driving me crazy!"

Edward cursed at Eugene in annoyance, while Eugene scoffed and spat.

Just before the two were about to start arguing, Old Feng slammed a large spoonful of fried noodles onto Eugene's plate.

"Go get the cheese from Abraham, you bastard!"

Old Feng grumbled at Eugene, then turned to Edward and said...

"See, Edward? To shut up those noisy bastards, all you need to do is fill their bellies, haha~"

Amidst laughter, Old Feng distributed the food to Gavin and the other men.

The guys sat on the picnic blanket and ate in a circle.

Watching the workers slurping their noodles, Gavin smiled and shook his head, then raised the noodles in his hand and said.

"I fucking love this stir-fried noodles under the starry night, guys, the next bite is for the astronauts above the stars!"

"Haha, for those children who can't find their way home!"

"And for us who have found a new home!"