Doomsday America

Chapter 40 Let me take a look

"Brilliant!"

As soon as Eugene finished speaking, Madison shouted "Awesome!" and slammed his massive body into the side of the Tyrannosaurus Rex, making the pickup truck sway.

After confirming that the pickup truck had completely blocked his way, Madison squatted down, leaning on the car, and said to Eugene.

"You fucking can even tell what kind of gun it is!"

"That's bullshit. After you've been playing with guns for ten years or so, you'll be able to tell the difference too!"

Eugene responded with a shout, and casually gave Madison the middle finger.

Gavin leaned against the wheel hub, continuing to listen to the constant gunfire.

chug chu...

After a moment's hesitation, Gavin kicked Eugene and yelled.

"Damn it, that gunshot was really far away!"

"what?"

Eugene paused, listened intently for a moment, and then quickly replied to Gavin.

"Oh yeah, yeah, the gunshot was really far away, at least five or six hundred meters away, damn! That scared me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Eugene raised the lever-operated shotgun into the sky and pulled the trigger.

boom!
After firing a shot to vent his anger, Eugene got up cursing and looked through the pickup truck toward the source of the gunshot.

At the same time, Gavin also poked his head out from the side of the car and took a look through his binoculars.

Not far away, on the side of the RV, William kept pressing his palms down on Doris and Winnie while leaning against the RV and asking Gavin and the other two questions.

"how is the situation?"

"You've finally spoken, little William!"

Eugene shouted excitedly to William, then looked into the distance through the 8x scope and continued speaking.

"Mazefak, the zombies have all been drawn back to the wealthy area by that series of gunshots. The guy who fired the shots is probably going to be surrounded!"

After saying that, Eugene fired another shot into the air.

Right after Eugene fired, Gavin, watching the zombies' movements, cursed.

"Damn it, our gunfire isn't as effective as the gunfire from the rich neighborhood. Zombies are probably more sensitive to continuous noise!"

"After we started firing from that side, the zombies stopped paying attention to us, even though our gunshots were closer to them!"

At this point, Gavin also raised the python and fired a shot.

Bang bang bang!
Chug tug tug tug…

Just as I finished firing my last three bullets, the sound of gunfire was drowned out by the distant rumble of gunfire.

Gavin put down his gun, loaded it, and rolled his eyes as he cursed.

"Damn it, the gunshots are still going off. It's pretty much confirmed that zombies prefer to chase higher-frequency sounds!"

"Is it?"

Madison couldn't help but ask Gavin.

Is this good news or bad news?

"Of course it's good news! No matter what the information is, the more information we have about the zombies, the more likely we are to survive!"

Just as Gavin was speaking, Eugene suddenly interrupted him and shouted at him.

"Wait, at the ten o'clock position, about 630 meters away, the villa with two rows of oak trees in the yard!"

"Roger that!"

Gavin responded quickly, glancing in the direction Eugene had indicated.

After a brief search, Gavin finally focused his attention on the villa.

But he didn't see the person who fired the shot; he only saw two zombies that were closest to him rushing toward the second window on the left side of the first floor of the villa.

"Phew, we can relax now. There was only one gunshot, it wasn't aimed at us!"

Gavin shouted, then left the Tyrannosaurus Rex's cover and went to the elevated guardrail to continue observing.

Behind him, Eugene casually got up, sauntered over to Gavin with his shotgun, set up his 8x scope, and started cursing as he watched.

"He's lucky. He might get eaten alive by a zombie in the next second. Otherwise, when I get to him, I'll fucking smash his basket into a honeycomb, damn it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Eugene squatted down next to Gavin, rested his hand holding the 8x scope on the railing, and asked.

"What should we do next, Boss? Should we try to save him? He's still alive, after all, hehe~"

When Eugene got to this point, Madison and William's ears perked up.

Even Doris and her daughter, who were lying in the RV, perked up their heads to listen.

Upon hearing this, Gavin curled his lip and chuckled. "Save him? How? His gunfire hasn't stopped, and zombies from the nearest villas have already stormed into his house!"

"Unless he runs out of bullets right away, giving us a chance to lure the zombies over, every second his gun fires, he gets closer to death!"

At this point, Gavin clearly saw that the zombie horde, which had been drawn together by his gunshot, was now only 300 meters away from the villa where the SCAR had fired.

The SCAR was still firing; it sounded like it had already fired over forty rounds. Who knows how many magazines it had left?

Hearing this, William pursed his lips regretfully, then looked down at the police badge on his chest.

He glanced at it and hurriedly looked away, as if afraid of being burned by the reflection of the police badge.

As for Eugene, the old fellow slapped his thigh and grinned.

"Consider yourself lucky, quarterback. If you're thinking of taking me into that villa to do what God should do, I'll punch you right now. Even if you're the Virgin Mary, I'll still make you miscarry!"

"You think you can take that? Heh, wait till we get to the farm, I'll give you a good sparring match!"

Gavin nudged Eugene with his elbow while continuing to observe the villa in the distance.

The gunfire continued, and after another twenty or so shots, there was a brief pause.

"Tsk tsk, this must be a magazine change. Guess how many zombies he can take down? I bet five!"

Eugene made a sarcastic remark, to which Gavin shook his head in response.

"I'll bet eight, and the wager is the pack of cigarettes I gave you. After the shooting stops, I'll personally take you to the villa to check the results!"

"Fuck, if you want me to die, just say so! How can I... wait!"

Eugene cursed irritably, then suddenly slammed his hand on the railing.

"Look, that son of a bitch is a god of war! He charged out, and he brought a woman with him!"

"I saw it!"

In Gavin's eyes, it was in the villa more than 600 meters away.

A man in a suit with short black hair, carrying a gun in one hand, jumped out of the villa window and dragged the woman in the red dress behind him towards the yellow McLaren in the yard.

At the same time, Madison rushed towards Eugene and shouted to him anxiously.

"A woman? Fuck! Let me see her!"

"Ha, you old black man, here you go, all of it is yours for the fuck!"

Eugene laughed and handed the 8x scope to Madison, who quickly examined it.

At the same time, Gavin saw two more zombies pounce on the man.

The man in the suit suddenly shoved the woman aside, then swung his rifle, smashing the first zombie open with the butt of the gun, and then fired, seven bullets blowing the heads off two zombies.

When he dealt with the zombie, the woman who had fallen to the ground hadn't gotten up yet, so he simply grabbed her hair and dragged her towards the McLaren.

The woman screamed, and her voice sounded even sharper than the gunshot.

But the short-haired man didn't hesitate at all. He grabbed the woman by her hair, dragged her to the front of the car, opened the car door, and threw her directly into the passenger seat.

"Wow."

Gavin opened his mouth; he clearly saw the woman's head slam heavily onto the roof of the car the first time she was thrown towards it.

After a half-second delay, the short-haired man pulled and pushed, finally throwing the woman into the car. He then rushed to the driver's seat, quickly started the car, rammed through the approaching zombies, and sped towards the villa gate.

While driving, he also held the gun to his chest and shot directly through the car window at the zombies blocking his way and those lunging at the McLaren.

Seeing this, Gavin realized the situation was getting worse.

The zombies in the villa area where the man and woman were located were originally attracted and gathered by their own gunshots, which created an opportunity for the two to escape.

Now, the horde of zombies abandoned Gavin and ran back, only 240 meters away from McLaren's villa.

Even if there are still a few zombies left in the villa area, those zombies that cannot band together are almost impossible to stop McLaren's advance.

and so……

The McLaren sped out of the villa and headed toward Highway 283.

Gavin slapped Eugene hard across the face.

"Get in the car, get in right now, we have to get there!"

After saying that, Gavin rushed towards the Tyrannosaurus Rex, kicking Old Man along the way.

"Stop fucking looking, hurry up and get the RV!"

"The zombies in the wealthy area were initially drawn to the villa on the left by the SCAR gunfire. It was still some distance from the road and wouldn't have prevented us from passing through the wealthy area."

"But now, that bastard driving is shooting while driving, leading all the zombies towards the highway!"

"We have to drive through this damn rich neighborhood before the zombies swarm onto the highway and form a one-way running horde like Ennis's!"

"Otherwise, we'll just have to trail behind the horde of corpses chasing the McLaren as we head towards my house, and who knows how much more trouble that would cause!"

(End of this chapter)