Doomsday America.

Chapter 261 Camp Factional Divisions and Resort Lights

After laughing, Gavin and Eugene rode off on their horses, leading the wild horses, and waved to the others.

Then, Gavin called out to the crowd.

"You guys should try it, buddies, lassoing a horse is a really fun thing to do!"

"Uh, I won't try, boss. I don't want to make things difficult for my horse."

In the distance, Aunt Tara shook her head at Gavin and called out.

Upon hearing this, Gavin nodded in understanding. After all, Aunt Tara was too big, and with her horse carrying her, there was basically no way to chase her; she simply couldn't outrun the other horses.

If Aunt Tara really rides her horse too recklessly, she could easily damage its spine or even cause its lungs to explode.

However, apart from Aunt Tara, the others didn't mind giving it a try. In no time, three or four horses rushed out and stirred up the wild horse herd.

Among the group Gavin brought, few were professional cowboys; they were all learning as they went, gradually improving.

Although they had made a mess of the wild horse herd, after seven or eight minutes of this commotion, the three or four men had finally managed to lasso some horses. However, seeing the mess they had made, Gavin chuckled and adjusted his hat.

These guys, who can't do farm work, were able to lasso those wild horses only because those horses were domesticated just last month. If they were given a real herd of wild horses, they would have been completely lost by now.

However, this is already quite good, as the camp doesn't have time to make extra time for professional cowboy training.

Knowledge about riding skills and cowboys can only be learned through personal experience.

Then, the group, each leading their captured horses, strolled leisurely toward the manor.

Having just chased the wild horses, they had already run six or seven kilometers, and it would take them a while to leisurely make their way back. Gavin wasn't in a hurry; instead, he gathered his men together and, while taking a walk, spoke to them.

"Perfect timing, guys. While we're on our way back, I'll give you a quick rundown of what we'll be doing this week."

"Tomorrow we'll follow Sean's helicopter to Lake Livingston, and then prepare at least three speedboats around the lake. You all need to learn how to drive, guys. Our job is to provide rescue operations for the astronauts as quickly as possible after they land!"

"But we face many difficulties, really many, because we have no idea where they will land, in the lake, or... somewhere else."

"So, in addition to considering the speedboats needed to rescue astronauts if they fall into the lake, we also need to prepare several observation posts near Livingston Lake and park vehicles that may be needed for ground rescue operations."

"In short, all we have to do is prepare, make the most thorough possible rescue preparations."

"What exactly to do, what we should do, and what we will do will be decided after we arrive at Lake Livingston tomorrow, based on the local situation."

"Anyway, that's all for now. We'll talk about the rest tomorrow. We should head back now."

After he finished speaking, Gavin waved to the group, and they rode back home.

After handing the new horses over to the breeding team's logistics department, and then returning their own horses to the stables.

Gavin took Octavian to the river to bathe and brush his fur, then dried him off and sent him back to the stable.

Bathing and brushing took some time, and by the time Gavin sat down on the sofa, it was already past four o'clock.

Gavin read a book with Nikita for a while, and then they had two cups of coffee before it was time for dinner.

After dinner, and having discussed the situation at Livingston Lake with everyone, Jia Wen thought the day would pass by simply like that. But no one expected that around 8:40 PM, an unexpected situation would arise.

At that time, Gavin was in the gym, watching Eugene and Edward lead the field and office staff in professional physical training, while chatting with other logistics members who were training freely.

Suddenly, a new voice came through the walkie-talkie.

"Boss, this is Kelvin. There are lights flashing in the direction of the resort. Should we send someone to check it out?"

"Understood. Keep a close watch. I'll take some men over right away."

Gavin immediately responded, then looked at the guys around him.

All the field staff are exhausted, like dead dogs. About a third of them are still working out their legs, and those who are working out their legs are probably the worst off today.

Upon hearing the words on the walkie-talkie, the field crew members who were training immediately responded.

Runners and weightlifters, though drenched in sweat and exhausted, at least took a couple of steps toward Gavin to show they could set off with him.

But those who train legs...

Upon hearing the news, a large number of the leg trainers immediately knelt down, their legs weak and trembling as they tried to stand up. Anyone who's ever trained legs knows how tough it is.

Gavin once saw a video, which was a surveillance video from a gym.

An earthquake struck near the gym, and everyone who worked out ran away, except for one guy who was doing leg exercises, who crawled out on his knees... Gavin shook his head with amusement as he looked at the chaotic scene.

Eugene and Edward also cursed and swore as they passed by.

"Shut the fuck up! Be quiet!"

"Keep practicing, don't stop, keep going! The boss can handle unexpected situations!"

Looking at Eugene and Edward, who were constantly shouting and cursing and kicking their buddies, as well as Anthony and the other veterans.

Old Feng stood in front of the group doing physical training, chuckling and pursing his lips.

He also has the right to scold people, but he won't easily berate his subordinates in this team.

His skin color was too striking. Although the camp currently accommodates various ethnic groups, such as Irish, German, Italian, Black, Canadian, and even Jewish people.

But the proportion of Chinese people in the camp is too small, so if he stands out, he will be too conspicuous.

Before this, Lao Feng had only traveled to the United States; he wasn't there to settle permanently, so he didn't know the true status of Chinese Americans. Now, after becoming more familiar with the situation, Lao Feng has finally figured it out.

In reality, the status of Chinese Americans is among the lowest of the low, even lower than that of Indians, Japanese, and Koreans, and especially even lower than that of Black people...

It's simply the lowest end of the social hierarchy...

Li Qing and Wang Ling told him these things little by little.

Even knowing this, Lao Feng wasn't too bothered, since in his eyes, Canadians held Chinese Americans in high regard. In the office operations, Lao Feng basically ruled alone. Although William was somewhat influential, he didn't like vying for power and preferred to join the field operations team.

Therefore, the office work has basically become Lao Feng's alone. Lao Feng is already satisfied with this position. As long as he can maintain his current position, Lao Feng is confident that he can lead the Chinese in the camp onto a broad road to prosperity.

Of course, it would be better if there were more Chinese people in the camp.

In that case, he might have even more say.

As for now.

Seeing that the entire field team was exhausted from training, only veterans like Eugene Edwards were still capable of handling unexpected situations. So, Old Feng left the training team, smiling and waving goodbye to Eugene.

"Eugene, you guys keep practicing. I'll go with the boss to take a look."

"Then there's no problem. I'm relieved that you're going!"

Eugene nodded to Lao Feng, who, in his eyes, could barely be considered a member of the camp's initial team.

Eugene himself is of Irish descent; he's not a pure redneck, so he doesn't care about Old Feng's bloodline.

Among the major and powerful factions that have emerged in the camp, the most prominent is the veteran faction led by Eugene, Martin, and Von Leigh.

This faction was the cornerstone of the camp's establishment, and consisted of the earliest members. Eugene, Martin, and Von Leigh were the three most proactive members of this group and were considered the representatives of the faction.

Besides the veteran faction, the camp currently also has the cowboy faction, the veteran faction, the logistics faction, and the newly emerged Aocheng faction.

The Cowboy faction is undoubtedly a faction mainly composed of Texas cowboys. This faction gradually gathered and emerged after the guys from Ranch 6666 joined.

The faction's representatives are Steve and Jonathan, and its leader is Steve.

Originally, there weren't many professional cowboys in the camp. Even after the Baron's crew joined the camp, most of the Baron's men were quite old and couldn't form a dynamic group.

But ever since the guys from 6666 Ranch joined, the number of professional cowboys in the camp has jumped from four or five to more than ten.

Before Ranch 6666 joined, there were only a handful of professional cowboys in the camp, including Steve, Manus, Diana, and Albert. After Jonathan and other cowboys from Ranch 6666 joined, the number of cowboys increased significantly, and they naturally banded together. Following the cowboy faction was the veteran faction, which was arguably the strongest in the camp.

But they also have the fewest numbers.

The reason is simple: all the members of this faction are veterans, the faction's representatives are Sean and Anthony, and the faction leader is Edward.

Among the many veterans in the camp, Eugene and Old Feng, two members of the veteran faction, did not completely band together with them, so the number of veterans was particularly small.

It mainly consisted of three pilots, the captain of the second operations team of SEAL Team Six, plus Anthony and Abraham. As for the logistics department, there's no doubt that Thomas was the faction leader of the logistics department, second only to the leader in logistics. The logistics work of the entire camp rested on Thomas's shoulders.

This faction has almost no fighting power; if it does, only a handful of people like Thomas are capable of fighting.

But the influence of the logistics department in the camp is not just talk. Apart from Thomas, the leader who is the camp's chief steward, there is Hela, who is in charge of education, Jon Fletcher, who is in charge of the kitchen, and the Baron, who is in charge of farming and animal husbandry.

Indeed, as time went by, many capable individuals gradually emerged within the logistics system.

Logistics was the largest team at Camp Gavin, and they handled a lot of work, which made it easier for people to stand out. Jon Fletcher, the construction boss from before, the kind who was even eligible to participate in the Dallas victory parade before the apocalypse, was a local Dallas tough guy.

When he first arrived at the camp, lacking any special skills, Gavin immediately relegated him to the kitchen as Doris's assistant. But as the saying goes, truly capable people can climb out of even the deepest cesspool.

During his time in the kitchen, Jon worked diligently and patiently, waiting for his chance.

As the number of camp members increased, the number of kitchen staff also increased, eventually reaching seven or eight people.

Jon stepped forward.

Although Doris is the head chef, she is a bit soft-hearted and always reluctant to order others around.

So, Jon planned out what everyone in the kitchen should do, and naturally became the leader of the kitchen. Apart from not being able to mess with Chef Doris and the veterans, Jon could be said to be the boss of the kitchen.

In addition, as more and more people were punished by being sent to clean the camp, Thomas also intended to recruit Horst, the leader of the "punishment faction," into their logistics faction.

Of course, Thomas was still considering it, because Horst's punishment period was about to end, and it was said that Horst was planning to join the field team, where he was currently training.

Therefore, it remains to be seen whether Horst will be able to join the logistics department.

As for the final Austin faction, it remains an unknown quantity. Currently, there are only vague signs of its formation, and it hasn't been definitively confirmed. The so-called Austin faction naturally refers to the combined forces of the two camps near Austin: Cedar Park and Granite Beach. Since Margaret and Lucien joined with their two groups, they have indeed shown signs of banding together for mutual support. However, Gavin believes their alliance is unstable because he thinks Margaret is more likely to break away from the Austin faction and form a female-led, female-oriented faction. That's right!

This is Gavin's judgment.

In reality, Gavin had such a strong grasp of the camp that no disturbance could escape his ears.

As for the many minor factions that have now emerged in the camp, all of them are under Gavin's control!

Needless to say, the veterans' faction and the old guard's faction are both comprised of the best and brightest in the field operations section, which is Gavin's personal fiefdom. After seizing control of the military, all the power in the logistics department comes from Gavin himself, so Gavin has nothing to worry about.

As for the cowboy faction, Steve is the leader of the entire faction!

Guess why Steve, a veteran elite, would jump ship to become the leader.

Apart from the yet-to-be-established Aocheng faction, all other minor factions are currently staunch royalists.

Aside from the existing factions within the camp, Gavin's focus regarding the camp's future rested on Hogan and Margaret. Gavin estimated that, as time passed, Hogan, this capable missionary who could kill on horseback and move hearts on foot, would inevitably create a faith-based faction.

Margaret, on the other hand, seemed to have a rather conservative personality and wasn't very radical.

But ever since she was dealt with by the Voodoo Cult, Margaret seems to have awakened something. Lately, she's been busy doing work in the camp all day long, rarely taking care of her injuries, and trying her best to chat with the women in the camp about this and that.

These two potential emerging faith-based and feminist groups are what Gavin is truly worried about, because both of them have the potential to become uncontrollable and overly radical.

However, Gavin didn't feel it was necessary to stop them.

On the one hand, the more Gavin calls for a halt, the more rebellious these American trolls will become, potentially accelerating the emergence of these two factions.

Gavin decided to let them reveal their factions first; after all, Gavin held the reins of power, and the decision-making authority rested with him. Besides, Gavin suspected that even if a faction based on faith emerged, its leader would likely be Gavin himself…

The faction's mascots are two large crows...

In short, Gavin harbors the idea of ​​using faith to overwhelm Margaret's boring feminism in the camp. We'll have to wait and see how things develop in the future.

As for now.

Seeing Lao Feng leave the group and walk towards him, Gavin smiled and waved to Lao Feng.

"Old Feng."

"Here we are, boss. Are the two of us enough? Should we bring a few more guys?"

Old Feng came to Gavin's side and helped him change his clothes.

They wear tight-fitting vests during training, and they have to put on bulletproof vests before they can go out.

Gavin said this as he put on his clothes.

"You, me, and Nikita, the three of us are about enough, unless the sentries spot more than one vehicle approaching our numbers." "Yeah, that's true, boss is right."

Old Feng nodded, and the two then put their clothes on.

When the two came out of the changing room, Nikita had already changed her clothes and was waiting at the door.

The three of them left the lobby, said goodbye to the guard on the second floor, went into the garage, and drove off!

Not long after, at the outpost on the outskirts of the farmland.

Upon seeing the car parked below the guard tower, Kelvin and William, who were on guard duty, immediately greeted Gavin.

"Boss!"

"Boss, you're here!"

"Um."

Gavin nodded, then climbed the ladder up to the guard tower.

After high-fiving William and Kelvin, while Old Feng and Nikita were still climbing the ladder, Gavin went to the edge of the guard tower, picked up his binoculars, and looked towards the dimly lit resort area in the distance.

The guard tower is located about three kilometers away from the manor, and nearly ten kilometers away from the Richard Lake resort area.

Logically speaking, the resort area should not be visible from this position.

But... the flashlights in the resort area were too bright, even brighter than the streetlights!

As Gavin picked up his binoculars, he noticed a small but surprisingly bright spot of light flickering in the lens of the binoculars over the resort area. Gavin stared at the spot and asked William and Kelvin a question.

"Wasn't the light moved when we came over?"

"It moved, boss. I watched that spot of light move towards the resort area for about two minutes, then it disappeared briefly for about four minutes before it came back on."

As William finished answering, he couldn't help but take off his cowboy hat and rub his hair.

As he rubbed, he continued speaking to Gavin.

"Boss, if they were the ones with malicious intent towards us, they wouldn't need to put up such conspicuous lights."

"So, I guess some survivors who haven't heard our broadcasts have accidentally wandered into the resort area."

"If I'm not mistaken, maybe some houses in the resort will have their lights on again in a while, or maybe they'll be on now."

"To find out who they are, we have to go and check it out, but operating at night... even in our resort area, it's hardly safe..."

At this point, William couldn't help but glance at Old Feng and Nikita before continuing.

"Especially since there are only three of you, that number of people..."

"What's wrong with the number of people? Three is just right. It's safer to operate at night with fewer people."

Gavin interrupted William, then patted William on the shoulder and said...

"Nikki, you switch with William and keep Kelvin company here for a while. William, Von, you two come with me to the resort area and see who's behind that light!"