DipNovel Chapter 197 Arrival at the Camp
Chapter 197 Arrival at the Camp
Chapter 197 Arrival at the Camp
Gavin grumbled as he put down the binoculars and let out a long sigh.
In the driver's seat, Edward pursed his lips, pondered for a moment, and then spoke to Gavin.
"Their behavior is becoming more and more like that of mature wild animals. They even split up to search at forks in the road when the group is moving, which is definitely not a good thing."
"But no matter what, Gavin, zombies are just zombies, and animals are just animals. As long as zombies don't pick up stones as weapons or shoot me with machine guns."
"Then they will eventually perish from our relentless encroachment!"
"Humans have triumphed over nature more than once, Gavin. Our ancestors fought their way through countless animals; you should have faith in us!"
After saying that, Edward shook his head, then picked up the white beer and took a sip.
Gavin never forbade people from drinking alcohol. As long as they didn't get drunk, alcohol was the best way to relieve stress during the apocalypse.
Admittedly, drinking too much of this stuff can easily cause trouble.
But if alcohol were completely banned, who knows what kind of trouble these unruly Americans would cause?
In short, Edward only took a small sip, and Gavin said something to him right after he put down the beer.
"I'm not thinking about the future of humanity, buddy. The future of humanity is too far away for me to worry about."
"However, the more ferocious and effective the zombies become, the greater the pressure they put on all the lone survivors or those living in small groups around the world at this stage!"
"Humans may still exist, but what about our past civilization? The fewer people left, the less likely we are to recover it!"
"I don't want us to go back to the days of slash-and-burn agriculture. I don't want to die without ever seeing new television programs on my television set!"
"I don't want our children to call ordinary buildings relics and decaying vehicles remnants of history when our generation grows old."
"Edward, civilization is built on enough people who have truly experienced it."
"And my dream—or rather, my only dream since the apocalypse."
"It's about leaving enough traces of civilization for our descendants."
"We must do more to keep the flame of civilization burning!"
At this point, Gavin let out a breath, then opened the car door and got out with a somber expression.
Seeing Gavin get out of the car, Edward frowned slightly, then jumped out of the car and went to the middle of the road.
Standing behind Gavin, Edward drew his dagger, gazed at the approaching zombies, and spoke.
"Boss!"
This time, he used the word "BOSS" with a slightly more serious tone.
He continued speaking to Gavin in a serious tone.
"I admire your dream, and, at least as long as my life isn't seriously threatened, I'm willing to do something for your dream."
"Therefore, for the last embers of civilization!"
Edward said solemnly, then reversed his grip on the dagger, placing the tip under his palm.
To kill zombies more quickly with a dagger, he needed to ensure the blade tip had a consistent force to penetrate the skull.
Therefore, a reverse grip allows you to strike the knife with a slamming motion, which is naturally more efficient.
And Gavin.
Looking at the three or five zombies getting closer in the distance, and listening to Edward's slightly excited tone.
Brush and pull!
Gavin raised his hand, drew his longsword, and twirled the blade in a circle with one hand at his side, saying...
"For civilization!"
And so the two remained silent, waiting for the zombies to approach.
They weren't too far from the zombie horde, less than a kilometer away, and they didn't want to use guns to solve the problem, as that might attract more zombies.
In particular, Gavin wanted to see what the zombies would choose.
He wanted to know whether the zombies would rush towards them or go back to report after seeing them.
This was the first time Gavin had witnessed a splitting of the zombie horde.
He wanted to know whether the few zombies that separated from the horde were Bloodseekers!
And so, the two waited in silence for about two and a half minutes.
The zombies finally appeared within 150 meters of them!
Having confirmed the distance, Gavin tapped the ground lightly with the blade of his sword, causing the already fast zombies in the distance to pounce on the two of them even more frantically.
Seeing this, Gavin grinned and spoke to Edward.
"There are no Bloodseekers, they're all charging at us. Kill them, then go find your men!"
"No problem, boss, for the sake of civilization!"
Edward chuckled and nodded, the threat of a mere five zombies seeming like child's play to them.
Edward was confident that he could take care of five ordinary people with guns in close combat.
Not to mention Gavin as well.
Of course, if the five men with guns were well-trained, Edward wouldn't be able to handle them with just a knife.
The kind of scene in movies where someone kills several people with just a knife in a confined space can only happen in movies.
In reality, in a truly confined space, as long as the gunman is well-trained and unafraid of bullets ricocheting off, almost no one can escape safely from such an environment.
Except for Yan Shuangying!
In short, Edward felt only a slight ripple of emotion as he watched the zombies charging towards him!
This uproar still stems from that phrase, "for the sake of civilization."
As for Gavin, he couldn't wait for the zombie to approach him, so he simply started walking steadily toward it.
Seeing this, Edward grinned and then followed after him, gripping his dagger.
The two figures walked away into the distance under the midday sun, their shadows gleaming.
But----
The next moment, Gavin's eyes widened in surprise, then he quickly took long strides and rushed forward frantically.
"Mazefak, Edward, come after me!"
"They're here, fuck! How did they get away?! Does this even make sense?!"
Edward agreed and followed Gavin, striding after the zombies.
Just now, when the five zombies were about sixty meters away from the two of them, two of them suddenly stopped and then turned around and charged towards the zombie horde!
Seeing this, Gavin naturally had to chase after them. He rushed towards the three zombies with his greatsword and, with a single slash, beheaded two of them.
Immediately afterward, Gavin didn't stop running at all; instead, he raised his sword and thrust it forward while still running!
Sa!
The sword strike was incredibly powerful, piercing right through the zombie's skull. Gavin then used the hilt of his longsword, which had pierced right through the zombie, to send it flying!
With a sharp flick of his wrists, Gavin sent the sizable zombie flying, and continued his pursuit.
As for Edward—
As he ran, he was constantly being thrown aside, and he stared in shock at the zombies that were being flung away!
"What the hell is that strength and speed? Why don't you go train in track and field, or freestyle fighting?!"
"Because those other sports put no pressure on me at all, they're incredibly boring, while rugby is at least more difficult, you know? It's a tough sport to win, and winning it is what really makes it exciting!"
Gavin roared in response, and chased after them for nearly eighty meters, finally catching up with the two Bloodseekers and brutally severing their heads.
Seeing that the zombies were completely gone, Edward stopped with a bitter face and looked helplessly at his dagger.
I'm so glad I still have some passion. But what kind of mess is this? Damn it, I haven't used any of my passion at all!
I was already fast enough, and I wasn't wearing any bulletproof vests or anything like that at that point.
As a result, he was still left thirty-seven or thirty-eight meters behind by Gavin!
He's only run a little over 150 meters. Does he only need 200 or 300 meters before Gavin leaves him so far behind that he can't even see his taillights?
Did you grow up eating Boeing 747s?!
Thinking of this, Edward reluctantly sheathed his dagger, walked up to the two Bloodseekers, kicked their still-moving heads, and then finished them off one by one.
Gavin tore off a zombie's trouser leg and vigorously wiped his longsword.
Watching Gavin's actions, Edward dealt with the zombies' heads, then returned behind Gavin and spoke to him more naturally.
"Boss, can we set off now?"
"Okay, let's go back to the car."
Gavin glanced at the departing horde of corpses in the distance, nodded, and returned to the car with Edward.
As he walked toward the car, he couldn't help but smile.
He could tell that Edward was getting more and more used to calling him "boss"!
This was also one of his objectives.
He enjoys leading new field operations. Almost every team leader in his household has worked with him on field missions alone. This is Gavin's habit of increasing his prestige and building relationships.
What could bind these gun-wielding post-apocalyptic explorers together better than the friendship forged through shared experiences of fighting?
What could possibly convince these dangerous guys more than Gavin's own hard power?
The two then returned to their car and continued their journey toward Poinz.
After the zombie horde at the H-shaped intersection at the entrance to Poinz was lured away once, less than twenty zombies remained, scattered alone near the intersection.
Gavin and Edward didn't even bother to deal with the twenty-odd zombies; they simply drove their car into them.
Shortly after, the two men turned off a small road three kilometers from Poinz. Edward drove the car for more than 800 meters on the small road before driving off the road and into a grove of trees.
While enduring the slight jolts.
Edward explained to Gavin.
"Boss, when I was choosing a campsite, I specifically picked a forest that was impossible to spot from the road, but was actually passable by car."
"Although the road is a bit bumpy, there is no risk of landslides, and the nearby rivers are all shallow."
"We'll be at the campsite in just three to five minutes."
"That location is very safe. There won't be any zombies coming anytime soon. As long as my guys don't cause any trouble, they're all still alive."
"Um.
""
Gavin nodded as he listened to Edward's explanation.
"Keep driving, we'll talk when we get there."
"OK."
The car soon came to a stop below a mountain stream.
As Gavin's car stopped, he saw a head emerge from the ravine through the car window.
The head cautiously peeked out from behind a dead tree near the ravine, looking at the car.
Looking at the head, Edward shook his head with amusement and introduced it to Gavin.
"Boss, that guy should be Jim. He's a little clever, but that's all. Like how he knows to keep watch, but he doesn't know how to judge the angle of view and hide himself."
"But he's quite conscientious in his work; at least he did keep watch, didn't he?"
At this point, Edward opened the car door with a smile.
He couldn't help but feel happy to see his fellow campers again.
Gavin remained seated in the car even after Edward got out.
Edward's position was too far from Jim's at this moment. If the two of them intended to kill him, the great distance and the large angle would make it difficult for Gavin to draw his gun and kill them in 0.2 seconds.
So Gavin waited, waiting for Edward to walk a distance forward, and for him and that Jim to appear in the shooting range at the same time, before he got off the car.
Harmfulness is not allowed, and defensiveness is indispensable.
Edward, however, didn't notice Gavin's little detail at all.
He's not a quick-draw gun user, and he's not Gavin himself, so how could he possibly know Gavin's quick-draw firing range?
So he just thought Gavin was a bit arrogant, which was normal, considering who Gavin was.
Is it unreasonable for a boss to be a little aloof?
So Edward casually walked down to the bottom of the ravine and shouted up to the top.
"Jim, it's me. Come down. Is everyone at camp alright?"
"Edward! It's you!!!"
Jim's shocked voice rang out, and his clearly shocked tone made Edward laugh.
"Haha, of course it's me! How could I possibly die out there? I was just held up by zombies for a few days. You—Jim? Jim!"
As Edward was talking, he suddenly realized that something was not quite right.
Because the head on the mountain stream had disappeared!
Moreover, the vanished Jimning wasn't running towards him; he ran far away!
As the footsteps faded into the distance, Edward suddenly fell silent.
He swallowed hard, then silently drew his pistol.
at the same time----
Click!
Gavin opened the car door, placed his right hand on his waist near the grip of his revolver, and spoke to Edward.
"Edward, there seems to be a problem with your camp."
"I know, and I suspect there's more than one problem, boss!"
Edward said coldly, his back to Gavin.
Gavin then came to Edward's side and asked softly.
"As long as you've noticed, that's fine. So, shall we do it, you or me?"
"I'll handle it, boss. After all, they're still my men. I need to handle any unforeseen circumstances before I'm qualified to hand them over to you!"
Edward took a deep breath and then strode towards Shanrun.
As the two approached the camp, Jim scrambled back to the camp and said in a panic to Giulio, who was sitting in the middle of the camp, coldly watching the others work hard.
"Julio!"
"Fuck you, don't fucking call me that, you damn idiot! If we weren't outnumbered, I would fucking kill you. I definitely would!"
Before Jim could finish speaking, Giulio started cursing at him, twitching his beard.
As he cursed, he felt a sharp pain in his face and head.
Youth has its advantages, and last night he had a good fight with Jim, whose punches really hit him hard.
So last night he went back to his tent, got his gun, threatened and disciplined the cowardly Jim, and sent the bastard back to guard duty.
As for Jennifer, after threatening Jim last night, Giulio originally intended to take care of her himself.
But he and Jim were making too much noise, and his wife could no longer pretend to be asleep. Another cowboy in the camp also woke up, and sat at the tent entrance with his gun, staring at him hesitantly.
In the end, he didn't dare to lay a hand on Jennifer again, and instead sent his wife, who could only pretend to be asleep, to comfort Jennifer.
There's still plenty of time and many days ahead; he'll have his chance eventually!
Speaking of which, Jennifer's ass is so soft and tender—