Doomsday America.

Chapter 236 Finally Seeing the Light of Day



Chapter 236 Finally Seeing the Light of Day

Chapter 236 Finally Seeing the Light of Day

"Waaah, Mazefak! There really is an unlucky guy in the warehouse!"

As soon as the loudspeaker finished broadcasting, Otto couldn't help but curse, then involuntarily became serious.

The question of rescuing trapped people really got Otto's excited, after all, he's a firefighter!

Although American firefighters generally have relatively low work enthusiasm due to lagging welfare and security systems.

But how should I put it, for someone like Otto who has been a firefighter for so long, responding to calls and rescuing people has long been second nature.

The United States also has many TV series about firefighters. Although they contain many exaggerated plots, the specific cases are always based on real events.

Now, after encountering the unfortunate soul trapped in the warehouse, Otto has triggered his professional habits and started to take things seriously.

Meanwhile, standing beside Otto, Martin pursed his lips and spoke up after listening to Otto's words.

"What unlucky guy? He's clearly a lucky one!"

At this point, Martin patted the sturdy warehouse door and continued.

"Look at the location of this warehouse right now, what place is more suitable for survival than here?"

"On the one hand, it is far from urban residential areas, so there is almost no chance of being surrounded by zombies. On the other hand, it is backed by a Walmart warehouse, and who knows how rich the supplies are inside."

"It sounds like this guy has been living here since the apocalypse first broke out, so I bet this bastard still hasn't seen what a zombie looks like. How incredibly lucky is he!"

At this point, Martin kicked the door in front of him hard and shouted loudly into the door.

"Buddy, we're here to rescue you. Can you hear me?"

"Um?"

Inside the warehouse, Sean, who was about to restart the loudspeaker, paused for a moment before quickly banging on the warehouse door and shouting outside.

"I can, God—I—I really—Waaaaaaah—I—I can't speak!!!"

Immediately, Sean burst into tears. He collapsed to the ground, sobbing and pounding on the door, completely at a loss for words.

Outside the door, listening to Sean's faint cries, Martin and the others exchanged wry smiles.

"Tsk, what a crybaby and a coward."

After making eye contact, Martin made a sarcastic remark.

Otto shook his head and explained to Martin.

"Martin, don't say that. He may be a crybaby, but he's not necessarily a coward. After all, being locked in a warehouse is as stupid as being put in solitary confinement in prison. Even the Mafia couldn't stand it. Even the toughest man would be driven crazy by being locked up."

As soon as he finished speaking, Otto slammed his hand on the warehouse door and shouted into the warehouse.

"Hey, I'm Otto, an explorer from Gavin's Camp. How do I open the warehouse? Do you know where the key is?"

"What?"

Inside the door, Sean leaned against it and sobbed in response. Then he immediately regained his senses, turned around abruptly, pressed his face against the door, and shouted loudly to the outside.

"You just mentioned the key, right? The key is on the warehouse manager. Where is that bastard? Damn it, outside— Waaaaah, what's happening in the outside world?!"

"Haha, you'll see what the outside world is like once you come out and see for yourself. Now, I'll go find you the key. You wait here for me, and don't fucking use your megaphone anymore, that thing is too loud!"

After replying to Sean, Otto waved to Martin.

"Martin, let's go back and look for the warehouse area key."

"Okay, sure."

Martin nodded as he and Otto walked toward the pickup truck. As he sat down, he continued speaking to Otto.

"But Otto, we think we just saw that warehouse manager, but he didn't have the key disk on him."

"Yes, there isn't any, so I guess we need to check the staff dormitory or the security control room."

After exchanging words, the two returned to the supermarket together and retraced their previous route to explore it again.

As they left, Wang Ling and Barn took over Martin's work and continued chatting with Sean.

As the conversation continued, Sean's emotions gradually stabilized.

Shortly after, Martin and his companion returned with the key tray from the warehouse area.

Previously, Martin and his companion were simply not in a hurry to find the warehouse key.

After all, for the two of them, the supplies on the supermarket shelves alone would be enough for the camp to carry for a long time.

Warehouse keys are not yet a necessity.

But now, it's just a warehouse key for a supermarket; if they look carefully, it's quite easy to find.

Holding the key, Otto waved to Wang Ling and the other woman, signaling them to step aside so he could open the door.

As he opened the tightly closed door, Otto made a sarcastic remark.

"Luckily, these keys weren't attached to the zombies, and the zombies in the supermarket didn't show any signs of escaping. Otherwise, if we couldn't find the keys, we'd have to storm a fire station first, take out all the equipment inside, and only then would I have a chance to break down this door!"

"Yeah, so this poor guy who got locked up in the warehouse is actually really lucky."

As Martin responded, he pointed his gun at the warehouse door.

Regardless, he should always be on guard, even if the possibility is slim, what if everything in front of him really is a trap?

Seeing Martin become alert, Wang Ling and Barn also pointed their guns at the warehouse door.

They both used shotguns, since shotguns are the best weapon choice in the apocalypse.

This thing is especially suitable for shooting beginners; you can hit the target as long as you aim at the approximate location.

Just as everyone was watching intently, the warehouse door slowly opened, revealing the warehouse's third door!

"Fuck!"

Otto couldn't help but curse.

"This is fucking troublesome!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Otto continued searching for the key and finally opened the last door.

Inside the door, the moment the sunlight broke through the darkness and shone on Sean's face, Sean couldn't help but raise his hand to his forehead and try to look out.

But his eyes were stinging from the light; after all, the feeling of sunlight, which shines from all directions, is something that Sean's flashlight in the warehouse could not replace.

As Sean adjusted to the light, Martin and Barn silently lowered their guns outside the door, while Wang Ling quickly turned her head away.

"Oh shit----"

As Wang Ling turned her head, she couldn't help but curse, because that bastard Sean wasn't wearing anything!

He was completely naked!

Noticing Wang Ling's dodging movement, Otto took off his coat in annoyance, threw it into Sean's arms, and cursed.

"Hey, you idiot, why the hell aren't you dressed? There are women in our group!"

"What? I—waaaaaah—I'm not wearing any clothes—haha—I'm saved, God, I'm finally out, ahhh—"

Snapped!

Just as Sean started screaming incoherently, Martin rushed up from the side and lightly kicked Sean's thigh.

"Shut the fuck up, you idiot! You were just locked up for a month, not turned into Robinson Crusoe or Friday. Don't act like a woman and make me look down on you!"

At this point, Martin instinctively thought of Wang Ling, and then punched Sean on the shoulder.

"My bad, damn it! Even women are better than you. Shut your mouth, get dressed, and come with us!"

"Okay—okay, sorry, I'll put it on right away!"

Sean nodded hurriedly, then used Otto's clothes to cover his waist.

Seeing this, Otto scratched his head helplessly. He didn't want this damned outfit anymore!

Sean quickly adapted to the light. After all, he wasn't really in solitary confinement. With the flashlight beam acting as a transition, his eyesight was much better than those who hadn't seen the light for years.

He then hurriedly returned to his bedside and put on his old clothes one by one.

While Sean was getting dressed, Martin and his group of four went into the warehouse and looked at the inventory in Warehouse No. 6.

This warehouse occupies a considerable area, at least 2,000 square meters. With a total of eight warehouses, the storage area is nearly 20,000 square meters, which can barely be considered a small logistics distribution center.

The goods in Warehouse No. 6 were mainly bedding and various electrical appliances, along with a small amount of drinking water and snacks.

As the group approached Sean's bed, a faint smell of feces wafted out.

"Inhale—inhale—"

After taking two sniffs, Otto immediately started cursing at Sean.

"Wait, what the hell is that smell, buddy? This warehouse isn't small, but do you just habitually poop around here?"

"Uh—sorry, I didn't mean to, but when I'm here alone, I'm afraid to walk too far in the dark, so I'm staying nearby—uh—"

Sean gave an awkward explanation and then sped up his dressing.

Martin avoided Sean's bed and spoke as he walked further into the darkness.

"It's still not convenient without lights. Let's take this lucky person to the lady first, and then come back and figure out how to restore power to the warehouse."

"Yes, there are quite a few generators at the RV campsite, which are used by various types of trailers for short-circuit power supply. There is also a good amount of fuel, which should be enough for the short term."

After Wang Ling responded, she turned and walked towards the door, while Martin and the other two helped Sean put on his clothes.

After finally getting himself ready, Sean stroked his beard and smoothed his messy hair before awkwardly approaching Otto.

"I'm...I'm all better now. Where do we go next?"

"Don't ask so many questions, young man, just follow us!"

Otto patted Sean on the shoulder and led him away from the warehouse.

Looking at the warehouse door, Martin stayed behind last and lowered the outermost roller shutter.

Afterwards, the group got into the car and sped towards the RV campground.

At the RV campground, Nikita has restored power to the largest trailer and is now putting her favorite drinks into the RV's refrigerator.

Hearing the sound of a returning car, Nikita closed the refrigerator and stepped out of the RV.

Two pickup trucks stopped one after the other in front of her, and Martin and the others also pulled Sean, the bearded guy, out of the truck.

Upon seeing Nikita, Sean was clearly a little surprised. He hadn't expected to meet such a fair-skinned little woman.

Nikita, on the other hand, simply forced a faint smile and greeted Sean.

"Hello, you must be the survivor trapped in the warehouse, right? I'm Nikita, an explorer from Camp Gavin. It's nice to meet you."

"Uh—hello, I'm Sean—Sean Wright."

Sean greeted them, then involuntarily looked at the pile of corpses in the distance.

Around the corpses, the men were clearing weeds and digging a firebreak; they were going to burn the zombie bodies.

But Sean had never seen anything like it before, when he saw the piles of white flesh, and countless amounts of blood and tissue fluid mixed with fat.

With the stench of decay emanating from his nostrils, Sean gagged once and then immediately lost control of his vomit.

"Ugh! Ugh!!!"

Before Sean could even cover his mouth, he vomited everything in his stomach like a fountain.

Holy crap!

Wang Ling quickly jumped back to dodge, and Martin and the others also hurriedly retreated.

Otto, who was closest to Sean, was so close that Sean vomited on his shoes!

The air smelled of a mixture of sourness and potato chips.

Looking at the tomato-colored vomit sprayed on the shoe—

Otto swallowed hard, trying to suppress his nausea, and stomped his foot heavily on the ground with the tip of his shoe.

"Hey, Sean!"

As Otto shook the vomit off his shoes, he said to Sean.

"Take it easy on yourself. The last time I saw someone vomit as badly as you was when we were called to a villa to rescue a woman who was high on drugs and drunk."

"They drank a lot that day, and their vomit blocked the woman's trachea. The drugs also damaged her nerves, causing her to convulse violently as if she had an epileptic seizure."

"After that day, I could never forget the image of a woman having an epileptic seizure while simultaneously spraying water all over the world like a fountain at a disco."

"vomit!"

Listening to Otto's story, Sean, who had recovered a little, seemed to remember something and started vomiting again.

Nikita looked helplessly at Sean vomiting, then said with amusement.

"His name is Sean? He shares the same name as Sean? Looks like we're going to have a Big Sean and a Little Sean in the camp!"

"Aha!"

As soon as Nikita finished speaking, Martin immediately raised a finger at her and then teased her.

"That fountain-like guy is definitely little Sean, while the guy at home who flies a Hellfire plane is definitely much bigger than this fountain, haha~"

Amidst laughter and cheers, Sean's vomiting finally stopped.

Nikita also arranged for someone to explain the series of changes after the apocalypse to the recovered Sean.

While they were helping Sean, this unlucky but fortunate guy, adapt to life in the apocalypse.

In the distance, on the road from Marin to Lake Granger.

Gavin and his group crossed the Gransos River and approached the town of Holland.

Gavin kept recording the situation along the way on the map, noting where there were more zombies and where there were fewer zombies.

And so, at around 10:50, they finally arrived at Holland Town.

But----

Looking at the large horde of zombies near the road in Holland Town, and then at the situation where the zombies blocked two entire roads.

Eugene parked the car about 400 meters away from the horde of zombies and spoke to Gavin.

"Damn it, this is getting complicated. The roads around here are surrounded by dense forests; there's no open space to lure the zombies away, boss!"

"I saw it."

Gavin nodded to Eugene, then took out his binoculars and began observing the distant horde of zombies.

While he was observing, Edward, holding a telescope, spoke to Gavin.

"Boss, there's a Y-junction ahead. A horde of nearly four hundred zombies is blocking the two forks in the road. But we can drive to the right side of the Y-junction first, attracting the zombies to the right fork, thus clearing the left fork leading to Lake Granger that we need!"

"not necessarily."

Beside Edward, Philip looked at the map and said.

"I've walked this road before, Gavin. Those zombies—I probably lured them out of town!"

"Damn it, you saw it too. This intersection is quite a distance from Holland Town. And when I was walking from Holland Town toward your camp, I did see some zombies rushing out of the town, chasing my motorcycle engine."

"Damn it—I didn't even consider the zombie situation; I was only thinking about speeding, and now we've created trouble for ourselves, damn it!"

After speaking, Philip glanced at the map again to confirm that there was no road nearby that could bypass Holland Town.

Gavin shook his head and said...

"There's no need for us to take the risk. Let's reverse back sixteen kilometers and take another road to Granger Lake."

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