Doomsday America.

Chapter 193 Night of Hatred

Chapter 193 Night of Hatred

That night, around midnight.

Gavin rolled over, turned off the alarm clock, and sat up to look at the mess on the bed.

Great, he and Nikita went a little too far, playing until well past 11:50, and they were still all sticky.

Gavin let out a breath and patted Nikita's bottom.

"Nikki, get up and stand guard."

"Okay—I'll get up right away."

Nikita let out a sigh of relief, then got up and tidied up the bedding, while Gavin went to the bathroom to wait for her.

The two took a quick shower, then got dressed and left the room, running to the second-floor corridor to switch shifts with the sentry.

As the number of field workers increases, the number of sentries is also increasing; now there are three people on each shift.

Besides Gavin and the other two, Aunt Tara was on the same guard duty shift as them.

Seeing Gavin and his companion leaning against the terrace gazing at the moon, Aunt Tara, who arrived late, pursed her lips and then called out to Gavin.

"Gavin, I'm going to the north terrace. You two stay on the south side. I don't want to get myself in between you two lovebirds."

"Hmm, thank you for your hard work~"

Nikita waved to Tara from afar, and Tara immediately went off to stand guard to the north.

Nikita chatted with Gavin, waiting for time to pass slowly.

While the two of them were on guard duty, in the distance, near the town of Poinz, about 95 kilometers away from Gavin Farm.

About three kilometers from the town, in a small mountainous area, five tents were neatly set up in the forest.

Inside the tent in the very center, Jennifer opened her eyes, feeling dejected.

She has insomnia!

Ever since Edward disappeared with the other two people, the feeling of having already lost her family and then losing her support has involuntarily filled her heart.

She had to admit that Edward had been taking care of her, intentionally or unintentionally, for the past four or five days, and that was why she had managed to survive in this desolate wilderness.

Edward was a fairly fair man. He could easily beat down young cowboys and even forced unwilling cowboys to chop wood by pinning them down in the woodpile.

Moreover, Edward led several other people out of the forest camp on more than one occasion to search for useful supplies in the outside world.

Edward and his team took care of everything the camp needed, from food and medicine to weapons, ammunition, and fuel, allowing Jennifer to feel alive and even better off living in the woods.

Especially on the day of a thunderstorm!

Thinking of thunderstorms, Jennifer couldn't help but rub her face.

She couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

That day, she was so frightened by the thunderstorm that she huddled inside the collapsed tent, her hands and feet entangled in the swirling tent debris.

If Edward hadn't found her immediately and taken control of her tent, she might have been blown into the river by the strong winds of the thunderstorm.

Even though she was rescued, Jennifer was completely soaked.

Jennifer clearly remembers that when she was rescued, soaking wet, she immediately hugged Edward tightly and gave him a passionate kiss, even sticking out her tongue.

Thinking of this, Jennifer pulled her legs together and rolled over in her sleeping bag.

And yet, after yet another expedition, Edward has still not returned!

For a moment, Jennifer felt like crying.

Tormented by these turbulent emotions for a long time, Jennifer tossed and turned, unable to sleep for quite some time, before finally closing her eyes and falling asleep.

She didn't know how light a sleeper she was, how long she slept, or even whether she had fallen asleep at all.

She could only vaguely sense that her best friend's screams before her death echoed in her ears all the time, along with the sporadic sounds coming from the forest.

The sound seemed like a fox hissing, or a beaver gnawing on trees, and also like something groping around—

"Ugh————"

Still half asleep, Jennifer couldn't help but move her shoulders.

It feels like a beaver is crawling all over me, making me itchy and a little uncomfortable, and also a little... wait?!

Suddenly, Jennifer opened her eyes wide.

Before she could even see what was inside the tent, a large hand pressed down firmly on her mouth!

"Ughhhhhh!!!"

Jennifer's eyes widened as she began to struggle, frantically swinging her arms like a madwoman and kicking her legs wildly.

"Don't make a sound!"

The guy covering Jennifer's mouth whispered something to her, then suddenly grabbed Jennifer's neck and pinned her down.

"Ugh!!!"

Jennifer felt her breathing stop, and the pain in her neck and the growing feeling of suffocation made her increasingly panicked.

Her arms struggled even more violently, and her legs kicked desperately. Finally, she seemed to have kicked something.

"Ouch—fuck, that fucking hurts!"

In the dim light, Jennifer, who was almost suffocating, heard someone curse in her ear.

Immediately afterwards, a hand began to caress her face until it reached her eye sockets!

"Huh?!!"

At that moment, Jennifer tightly closed her eyes in immense pain.

That hand was digging into her eyes very hard, making her feel like her eyes were about to be gouged out!

"Don't struggle, little girl, don't struggle unless you want to die!"

The sounds continued, but Jennifer felt she no longer had the strength to struggle.

Her body gradually tensed up due to suffocation, and she trembled continuously as if she were being electrocuted.

And just as she was about to die—

The hand that was pressing on her neck finally loosened.

"Inhale—exhale—inhale inhale inhale—"

At that moment, Jennifer took a deep, greedy breath, then began to cough violently.

As she coughed, she vaguely felt her last remaining vest being torn apart by a large hand.

Tear —

"ah----!"

Before Jennifer could even scream, her mouth was tightly covered by the large hand that had just been pinching her body.

"Hold your tongue, you son of a bitch, stop fucking putting on airs!"

The voice in her ear made Jennifer tremble nervously. Her hands were clenched in front of her, unsure of where to apply force.

Is she protecting her chest?

Or should we protect our eyes?

For a moment, Jennifer cowered and tried to look up, wanting to see who had attacked her.

But as soon as she looked up, she felt a large hand reach between her legs.

"Fuck you—!"

Jennifer couldn't help but curse, and then felt a sharp pain in her hair.

With his other hand, he grabbed her hair and slammed her head hard onto the pillow.

Boom!

After the muffled thud, Jennifer vaguely realized that she had been attacked by more than one person!

"Don't make a sound—please don't make a sound, we'll be there soon!"

Another, slightly younger voice rang in her ear.

Upon hearing the voice, Jennifer couldn't help but stiffen, because the voice itself was trembling.

"Fuck you, you're so fast! I need to have a good time all night!"

A deep male voice rang out near Jennifer's lower body; he was reprimanding the person whose head was facing Jennifer.

Only then, belatedly realizing what had happened, did Jennifer finally figure out who had attacked her amidst tension and terror!

She lay there in disbelief, her body stiff, and asked a question.

"Uncle Giulio, it's you!"

"Shut the fuck up, woman! Don't make a sound! I told you to be quiet, do you want me to gouge your eyes out?!"

"Shut up and keep quiet, or I'll fucking make you feel better. Don't think I don't know you have needs too; we're helping each other out!"

Giulio growled as he moved closer to Jennifer, staring intently into her eyes in the dim light of the night.

Facing those glistening eyes, Giulio couldn't help but frown. He suddenly felt a pang of pity and an overwhelming sense of shame.

Jennifer swallowed hard, then struggled even more violently.

"Julio, you're almost sixty, you bastard—"

Boom! ! !

Before Jennifer could finish speaking, Giulio delivered a powerful punch to her chin.

At that moment, she even lost her hearing; her whole being was blurred, and it sounded like a symphony was playing in her ears.

As for her mind, it was completely scrambled and confused from the impact.

Jennifer could vaguely hear Giulio still cursing.

"Gag her, damn it, gag her!"

"I don't know, I—Julio, how about we stop doing it, let's stop doing it, okay—"

Snapped!

"You were the one who said you wanted to play with her, and you were also the one who said you wouldn't do it. Just how cowardly are you!"

'

"I----"

"Stop talking nonsense, shut her up, hold her hands down, I'll finish and then it'll be your turn, or you can go first, whichever you want!"

"I—I—"

"You piece of shit, you'd better wait until I'm done, you trash!"

She wanted to struggle, but was too desperate to move anymore.

Because she knew that she couldn't possibly deal with two adult men.

In despair, she raised her hand, grabbed the hand that was covering her mouth, and carefully moved it away.

Not far away, near the lower body, the faint sound of someone unbuckling their belt could be heard.

Jennifer's tears immediately flowed.

Fortunately, the hand she was holding didn't hold her tightly. After realizing the force she was using to pull the hand away, the hand moved away.

Finally able to speak again, Jennifer bit her lip, tilted her head back, and spoke to those timid and uneasy eyes in the night.

"Jim, help me—"

"Ugh————"

"Jim, please don't do this, please—"

"I----"

"Jim————"

Jennifer grabbed Jim's hand, pressed it against her face, and wiped away her tears with her trembling hands.

And Jim—

When he touched the warm tears with trembling hands, he went completely limp.

Not far away, Giulio had already taken his pants off completely.

"Please, Jim, save me—please save me—"

Jennifer desperately covered her eyes with Jim's hand; she didn't want to face the despair that was about to unfold.

Hearing Jennifer's voice, Giulio rubbed Jennifer's tummy in annoyance, then raised his hand and spat a large mouthful of saliva onto his fingers.

Giulio cursed under his breath.

"Stop talking nonsense, little girl. Jim and I are together. You actually let him save you? Do you think he's that bastard Edward? He—"

"I quit!!!"

Before Giulio could finish speaking, he saw a dark figure suddenly rushing towards him.

The next moment, Jim shoved him hard in the chest with both hands, knocking him over.

"Fuck!"

Giulio was so startled by this change that he cursed, and then his anger immediately flared up.

"What the hell are you doing?!"

He got up cursing and raised his hand to hit Jim in the waist.

Boom!

"Ah—shit, I'm not doing this anymore, and you can forget about her. I regret it, damn it, I regret it!"

Jim screamed in agony, then, still screaming, straddled Giulio and began punching him hard in the face.

"Aaaaaah!"

Giulio roared angrily, straightened up, and flipped Jim over.

The two of them wrestled and slammed into the tent, knocking it askew from the tent that Edward had nailed up a few days earlier.

After a brief moment of stunned silence, Jennifer instinctively got up from the ground, curled up in a corner of the tent, and stood there shivering.

It was too dark at night for her to see who had the upper hand.

All she knew was that the two men left her tent while wrestling.

After she was left alone in the tent, Jennifer froze for about ten seconds before suddenly touching her buttocks.

"Waaaaah————"

She let out a short sob, fumbled for her backpack in the dark, pulled out wet wipes, and began wiping herself with them.

Throwing away the tissue, Jennifer found her clothes and put them on in the dark. Then she took out the pistol Edward had given her.

She huddled in the corner of the tent, clutching the pistol, silently weeping as she listened to the sounds outside until the fighting and cursing continued for more than ten minutes before finally disappearing completely.

But no sound is not a good thing!

The silent environment made Jennifer even more nervous.

She couldn't sleep, and didn't dare to sleep, so she hid in the tent for the entire night.

Even as the sun rose and she heard human activity outside the tent again, she could not shake off the nightmare of the previous night.

Brush and pull!

Just as she was trembling, her tent was suddenly pulled open again.

"Don't come any closer, I'm going to shoot!!!"

Jennifer instinctively raised her pistol and aimed it at the person trying to sneak into her tent, while the person who pulled open her tent quickly said something to Jennifer.

"Wait, Jennifer, it's me, it's Elana!"

The response came from a woman's voice, which made her breathe a slight sigh of relief.

So she put down her pistol, wiped away her tears, and sat there with her head held high, looking at the old woman who walked into her tent.

The older woman leaned over and paused for a moment when she saw Jennifer's disheveled hair.

"Jennifer————"

Elana murmured Jennifer's name, and Jennifer heard countless feelings of guilt and apology in Elana's voice.

The apology made Jennifer pause for a moment.

Elana continued speaking to her.

"Jennifer, don't just sit there like an idiot. I want to take a shower. Can you come with me?"

"You know that!"

At that moment, Jennifer suddenly stared intently into Elana's eyes and said through gritted teeth.

"You know everything, don't you? Giulio is your husband, he's almost sixty! How could you two be like this!"

As she spoke, Jennifer tried to back up a little until her entire back was pressed against her tent.

And Elana—

Seeing the hatred in Jennifer's eyes, Aunt Elana took a deep breath, then lowered her head helplessly and whispered.

"Jennifer, don't be silly. I can't stop them, and besides—this world is already doomed."

"Without them, how are we going to survive? Hunt for ourselves, or deal with the dead?"

"Do you think I want to see my husband become a complete jerk, Jennifer? I don't want to either, but I can't help it. I can't do anything about it."

"If Edward and the others were still here, everything would be fine, but they're gone, gone, vanished, or dead—"

"How long can we live?"

Meanwhile, at Camp Gavin.

Gavin packed his gear and went to the garage to meet Edward.

Besides the two of them already on the move, Martin led his team to continue exploring Athens, targeting the mobile radio station.

Eugene then led his men to Oak Valley, their target being three of Aunt Tara's former companions.

As for the others, they had to first thoroughly repair the damaged fence around the camp.

After inspecting the area yesterday, Lao Feng recorded more than twenty points of damage. In the most serious location, a section of the fence, more than 140 meters long, had been pushed down and trampled, completely obliterating its original appearance.

As for logistics, Thomas had already led his men to the location he had chosen and started working in tractors.

When Edward saw Gavin arrive, he threw away his cigarette, opened the car door, sat in the driver's seat, and rolled down the window to speak to Gavin.

"Boss, are you sure you're ready? If so, let's set off immediately."

"Of course I'm ready. I'm used to living in a crisis. Let's go."

Gavin agreed, then took Raven and sat in the passenger seat.

Edward drove the car out of the garage, then took out a map and showed it to Gavin.

"Boss, when I got here, I was chased into the woods by zombies. I forced my way out of the woods and squeezed through the broken fence of your camp."

"So, we have to take another route to get to Poinz."

"In the past few days, I've tried to return to my camp more than once, so I've figured out the situation where zombies block both directions."

"We have to avoid those directions and find another way to get to Poinz, so we have to take a detour."

"The blocked roads I explored before were in the directions of Frankston and Raven, one in the east and one in the west, and I never had a chance to get close to my original camp."

"So today we'll probably have to detour north from the area around Athens, bypass New York, and take the small road south of New York towards Poinz."

"Do you think this is acceptable?"

At this point, Edward looked up, waiting for Gavin's reply.

After looking at the map, Gavin nodded thoughtfully and said...

"No problem, let's go, Edward."