Doomsday America.

Chapter 270 Lost

At this point, Martin put down the walkie-talkie, stared at the tiny black dot on the distant horizon, and slammed on the gas pedal.

He knew very well that he wouldn't get a reply from the walkie-talkie, because the helicopter in the sky was not the noble Black Hawk at all!

Then it couldn't possibly be a plane from Camp Gavin!

It must be the helicopter that the camp has been searching for ever since they explored Dallas and rescued Wang Ling! With that thought, Martin quickly steered the car toward the helicopter in the sky.

While controlling the car, Martin quickly spoke to Wang Ling and the others inside.

"Guys, I fucking think we need to go after them and check it out. I admit it's a bit dangerous, and it could even lead us into danger from an unknown camp."

"But if we miss this opportunity, I worry we won't find them for a long time. After all, they've been hiding for a very long time, and we've only just discovered a tiny trace of them!"

At this point, Martin turned his head briefly and glanced quickly at his men.

Meeting Martin's gaze, Wang Ling nodded quickly, then picked up the binoculars in her arms and looked towards the helicopter in the sky, while rapidly speaking to Martin.

"I agree, let me see the aircraft model!"

"I'm fine, Captain!"

In the back seat, Barn patted the back of the driver's seat.

Beside Barn, Judy nodded quickly and then asked Wang Ling.

"Ling, what did you see?"

"I saw that it wasn't one of our Black Hawk helicopters. Damn it, I can't tell the model of a helicopter, but it's definitely not one of ours, and that plane didn't respond to our radio calls, did it?"

Just as Wang Ling finished speaking, Martin had already driven the car at a speed of 140 kilometers per hour.

The road he was traveling on wasn't a highway, or rather, it was just a county road, which wouldn't allow him to run any faster.

But at this speed...

Such speed was not enough to catch up with a speeding helicopter, but even so, Martin did not want to give up easily.

He chased after the helicopter for over four minutes before finally realizing, with a sense of helplessness, that they had lost track of it...

That's normal, since helicopters can easily exceed 250 or even 300 kilometers per hour, which is a huge advantage compared to cars on the ground.

but……

As he watched the helicopter disappear in the last direction in his field of vision, Martin, unwilling to give up, continued to chase after it, slamming his fist on the steering wheel and yelling at his men in the car.

"Mazefak, I bet they've already seen us, otherwise they wouldn't have needed to speed up at the end, damn it!"

"I fucking hate hunting prey in the sky! Who knows where they'll fly off to!"

"Let me see the map, damn it, I want to see which direction they're flying in!"

"If you're so capable, fly a helicopter over my head! Then wait until I'm wearing a Stinger and try flying it over my head then! I'm going to shoot them down, you piece of shit, screw them!"

At this point in his rant, Martin slammed his fist on the steering wheel in frustration, then slowed the car down.

The rapid acceleration of just a few minutes had already terrified his team members and passengers.

The psychological resilience of Wang Ling and others is far superior to that of a seasoned battlefield veteran like Eugene.

The road they were on was far from being a highway, nor was it a straight road. Those few drifts had scared the guys out of their wits.

Seeing that there was no longer any trace of the helicopter, Wang Ling helplessly put down her binoculars, clenched her fist, and tapped Martin's arm, saying, "Martin, fly steadily, don't get discouraged."

"I think you're right. They should have seen us by now. I just noticed that the helicopter did show signs of accelerating twice at the end, and it even changed its flight direction intentionally."

"Here, is a map? I hope you can figure something out by looking at it."

"Although we didn't catch up with the helicopter, we're at least certain they're not far from us, aren't we?"

At this point, Wang Ling tossed the map out of her arms.

Martin reluctantly took the still-warm map, pulled the car over to the side of the road, and began searching rapidly. A moment later, Martin muttered annoyed curse.

"Fuck, I'm almost at Malakov! We're practically on the edge of Gunbar!"

"Let me see further ahead. Before that helicopter changed direction and disappeared, it was probably heading in the direction..." Martin drew a small straight line on the map with his finger, then pressed his finger near the three county towns and said.

"Probably in the vicinity of Canton, Vane County, and Grand Salin County!"

"These three places form a triangle, with more than twenty slightly larger lakes nearby, abundant water resources, lush forests, and several farm areas, so resources are not scarce."

"Before today, I had discussed with the boss the possible locations of the mysterious helicopter camp. The area near the Grand Salin Triangle Lakes is indeed one of the possible locations we speculated about."

"Besides there, we've also considered the area around Lake Hildeborah on our left, or Lake Huntington on our right." "But as you all know, we don't have enough manpower to go to great lengths for a few guesses. We can't just send people that far away for no reason."

"But now..."

At this point, Martin tapped the Triangle Lakes area on the map and said thoughtfully to his men.

"Now we have a better option. The helicopter's initial flight path makes me think they're much more likely to be operating in the Triangle Lake area!"

"Therefore, from today onwards, I will suggest to the boss that we increase our exploration of Athens and the Lake Triangle area, and try to find a safe route to the Lake Triangle!"

"Maybe we'll find something useful this time!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Martin put away the map and folded it up.

Seeing this, Wang Ling also reached out to Martin, intending to take her map.

But just as Wang Ling reached out her hand to Martin…

Martin suddenly twitched his nose instinctively, then belatedly looked at the map and then at Wang Ling's clothes.

"Wow, this smell...where did you put it just now?"

Martin asked Wang Ling, looking confused.

After a brief silence, Wang Ling slammed her hand on Martin's arm, then snatched the map and tucked it into her bosom, right inside her shirt.

Seeing this, Martin laughed and patted the steering wheel, then turned around and drove back the way he came.

The brief chase had caused them to miss the road to Athens, and they would have to take a detour to reach the city.

As they took the detour, watching the scenery rushing past the window, Barn in the back seat couldn't help but say something to Martin.

"Wait, Captain Martin, are we not going to continue the pursuit? What if they really are in the Triangle Lake area we mentioned? Is there any chance we could run into them?"

"meet?"

Hearing Barn's words, before Martin could respond, Wang Ling, in the co-pilot's seat, shook her head and turned to the back seat to say to Barn, "Barn, if that helicopter camp intends to contact us, given their helicopter fleet, they could easily find us and make contact with us."

"But in fact, they still keep their distance from us to this day, even deliberately avoiding us, just like they did just now!"

"I don't want to say that they have malice or bad intentions towards us; that would be too arbitrary."

"But I think they don't have any good intentions towards us, otherwise, why would they be avoiding us?"

"So Martin's choice was right. I don't want to recklessly barge into their camp. Even if we find their hideout that way, there are only four of us, and how many of them would they have?"

"And who is the hunter, and who is the prey?"

At this point, Wang Ling pursed her lips and shook her head.

Martin, in the driver's seat, nodded twice and smiled as he controlled the car.

"Look at Ling's opinion, how clear it is! That's my thought too, guys!"

"I haven't been high on marijuana in ages. Damn it, as long as I'm still sane, I don't want to impulsively confront a team in the apocalypse that's deliberately avoiding us. Who knows what they're planning to do with us?"

"The atmosphere in our camp would be a fucking utopia even before the apocalypse. Our boss's expectations of us are so low; even Google's work isn't as easy as ours!"

"In this kind of camp atmosphere, even the guys who are punished by cleaning are working with smiles. Anyone who has experienced the atmosphere of our camp, even if they don't want to stay on the spot, will most likely not be prejudiced against us and will not deliberately stay away from this kind of attitude."

"So, Barn, if you want to add some more to the scars on your face, why don't you come drive around and keep going back to them? Haha, it'll be a good way to cover up your current Olympic flame scar, that flame is just too damn ugly!"

At this point, Martin laughed and pulled out a bottle of Coke, tossing it to Barn.

Taking the Coke, Barn grinned coldly and slapped his own face.

He no longer felt disgust towards the still slightly red and swollen tinea marks on his face; instead, he felt hatred.

The purest form of hatred!

He only regretted that the bastards of the Holy Fire Cult died too early and too quickly!

In recent days, fueled by his purest hatred for the Holy Fire Cult, Barn not only endured the rigorous training but also became the best performer in Edward and Eugene's training team, without exception!

Barn, who was just an ordinary person before the apocalypse, has now rapidly transformed into a basically qualified apocalyptic warrior.

His only flaw is... his deep hatred for cults, to the point that every time he sees voodoo survivors cleaning the camp, he gets an itch to reach for his gun handle.

As for now.

He opened the can of cola, gritted his teeth, and took a big gulp. Then he put the cola aside and said coldly to Martin:

"So what should we do now? Should we go back to camp and organize people to explore the Triangle Lake area you mentioned, or continue searching for Athens?"

"If we continue exploring Athens, what if that helicopter camp turns the tables and surrounds us?" "After all, our pickup truck has already given away its position in front of the helicopters, hasn't it? Could they come after us?"

"Hehe!"

Hearing Barn's words, Martin chuckled and then shook his head.

"If they could come looking for us, that would be great. I really would like to make contact with them, but unfortunately, they are clearly keeping their distance from us."

"I'm not afraid they won't come; I'm only afraid they'll never show up again, and might even move their current camp back to where they are."

"Anyway, this is just a side story. Let's continue with our plan. Athens is so big that it seems like we could never finish moving it all in our lifetime!" "It's all thanks to the aggregate in Richard Town that most of the hunters in Athens were taken away. Otherwise, exploring a city with tens of thousands of people would not be as easy as it is now."

At this point, Martin casually patted the steering wheel.

He had calmed down his inner excitement.

The sudden helicopter encounter was indeed a pleasant surprise, and determining the location of the unknown camp is a valuable approach.

But life goes on, and the exploration must continue.

And so, Martin and his quartet took a detour back to Athens and continued their work.

As Martin and his companions transformed into industrious bees, frantically removing every blade of grass and tree from Athens.

At Camp Gavin, a man and two women were gathered in the botanical garden, whispering to each other.

The man pulled a small cucumber from his pocket and quietly slipped it into the hand of the woman on his left, whispering something.

"Ahem, I was helping out in the kitchen and accidentally found a small cucumber, and it was even fresh!"

"Sienna, didn't you say you liked cucumbers the most? I never expected that the resources at Camp Gavin were so abundant that you could even find basically fresh cucumbers."

"Eat up, Sienna! This cucumber will taste amazing!"

At this point, Aaron eagerly handed the cucumber towards Sienna again.

Sienna stared speechlessly at the cucumber in front of her, then glanced at Claire's eyes beside her.

Meeting Sienna's gaze, Claire rolled her eyes helplessly, and their eye rolls collided in mid-air.

Then, Sienna said helplessly to Aaron.

"Aaron, I did say my favorite vegetable is cucumber, but not this kind... Is there something wrong with your understanding?"

"I don't like these tiny cucumbers. Damn it, what can you do with cucumbers this small?"

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Aaron remained silent for a long time, clutching the cucumber in his hand.

In the end, Claire took the cucumber and broke it in two.

With a crisp crack, Claire handed half a cucumber to Sienna, saying mysteriously to her.

"Claire, don't worry. I heard that there are people selling vibrators at this camp."

"That Mexican woman, the sexiest-looking one in the whole camp, what's her name... Adriana?"

"I've secretly inquired and found out that she has a lot of goods, and you only need three work tickets to exchange for them. At worst, we can just do three jobs for the camp."

"The camp's been short-handed with milkmen lately, but the women in Austin have their eyes on the job too. Let's get up early tomorrow morning and go find some work together. We can manage just by skipping one meal. I'm thinking of getting a new set of equipment!"

At this, Claire and Sienna's eyes lit up immediately.

Aaron turned around worriedly and tugged at his own backside.

These two women are really going too far!