Doomsday America

Chapter 15 8x Scope
"Aaaaaah, Fuck! Fuck!"

Before Eugene could figure out what was happening, he screamed in agony.

Gavin's grip was so strong that he felt his fingers being squeezed into the gun!
And the police officer William.

One second he was excitedly carrying his shirt, hoping to get his idol's autograph.

The next second, he received his idol's big gun, and it was even shoved directly into his mouth...

"Uh huh?"

William bit down on Colt's gun barrel, utterly bewildered, his eyes filled with incomprehension and a hint of turning from a fan to a hater.

After Gavin instantly subdued the two men, he whispered to Madison.

"Old Mike, go search it up."

"OK."

Madison nodded menacingly, walked up to Eugene with a cold face, and yanked the revolver off.

"Ouch! Be gentle! My hand is going to break!"

While Eugene screamed in agony, Madison continued searching Eugene's body and found a survival dagger on the inside of his left calf.

After untying the scabbard and the straps, Madison drew the dagger and examined its blade.

"Gavin, this knife looks good, what do you think?"

"It's really nice, the pattern is quite pretty."

Gavin responded with a shout, then kicked Eugene in the stomach. Eugene immediately clutched his stomach and fell to his knees, curling up and groaning with his head on the ground.

Madison then took William's police USP and nodded to Gavin.

Seeing this, Gavin pulled the gun out of William's mouth.

Once he was finally able to speak, William hurriedly waved his hands and staggered as he spoke.

"Are you really the two sports stars I thought you were? My God, you look like two robbers doing an impersonation show!"

"Damn it, my mind is a mess. There's no way I could be mistaken. I'm a die-hard Gavin fan, how could I possibly mistake Gavin!"

"So you really are the ones who stole from me, but you really did rob me, so you also robbed me of the gas station, you..."

"Shut your mouth."

Seeing that William was talking nonstop once he started, Gavin pressed the muzzle of his gun against his chest.

Feeling the hardness of Colt, William swallowed and nodded in response.

"OK, I won't say anything!"

"Very good, now I'll ask you questions and you can answer them."

Gavin nodded, kicked the whimpering Eugene, and asked William.

"Is he your cousin?"

"That's right, he's my cousin."

Where do you live?

“We both live in Ennis, less than 20 kilometers from here.”

How many people are in your family?

“My mother passed away six years ago. I live with my father and my eleven-year-old brother. As for Eugene, that guy is a jerk. He doesn’t own a house and hangs out with his sister all the time.”

"Fuck you, William, you're the real bastard!"

Eugene struggled to lift his head and interrupted William with a curse.

William spat on the ground beside him and continued speaking.

"You're a fucking worthless bastard, Eugene. Your brother-in-law has been dead for two years, and your sister is raising a two-year-old child. With these conditions, your sister still has to buy you alcohol. How can you face your sister like this?!"

"Bullshit! I built her fence, I mowed her lawn, I fixed her drains, and I patched up her roof. You think I did nothing but lie on the sofa every day waiting to eat oatmeal porridge?!"

"But if you don't look for a job or earn money, you're just a useless person who stays at home. If you don't even do the chores you're supposed to do, then you're the most useless of all!"

“Fuck William, I’m going to cut your tongue off and stuff it into your ass…”

"enough!"

Gavin abruptly interrupted their argument, stomping Eugene to the ground.

With Gavin stepping on his chest, Eugene's chest heaved violently, while his eyes glared fiercely at William.

Seeing this, Gavin pointed his gun at William's chest and said.

"Shut up, let him do it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gavin turned to Eugene on the ground and asked.

"You said you hit and killed someone in the car?"

“Yes, he was hit and killed, but what’s it to you? Do you think you’re the Dallas Batman, cowboy?” Eugene replied cursingly.

Gavin ignored his profanity and continued to ask him questions.

"Tell me where you bumped into someone, and what kind of 'person' you hit?"

"Damn, the first person to arrest me was the infamous Gavin King. I'm such a joker."

Eugene shook his head unhappily, then replied with a resentful look on his face.

"I just dragged that idiot all the way to Hutchins, and then, on the way into the town, we found a film crew shooting a night scene!"

"What movie are you filming?" Gavin immediately asked.

After a brief moment of recollection, Eugene cursed with lingering fear.

"It's a fucking zombie movie. Those guys look like zombies from The Walking Dead, but their costumes are terrible. There's not even a drop of blood on them. It's probably some third-rate production crew."

"Really? They're gathered outside the town. What other conspicuous things are nearby, like a crashed plane, stray dogs, overturned cars, or something like that?"

Gavin pressed further, and Eugene immediately responded.

"Yes, there is an overturned oil tanker, but it's far away."

"And then what? And then you left?"

"Bullshit, if I didn't leave, would I just stand there and wait to get caught? I just hit someone and then turned around and ran away."

"Luckily, the crew didn't send a car to chase me, but they must have called the police. When the police arrive, I might be able to get on the news a few more times because of you, you big star!"

"Stop talking nonsense and continue. Why did you pass by Hutchins?"

"To get that idiot to a hospital in Dallas, the doctor's daughter in Ennistown is his ex-girlfriend, so he insisted on going to the city to get his leg in a cast. What a damn fuss!"

At this point, Eugene spat at William, who quickly jumped away.

Seeing that Eugene was still spitting, Gavin interrupted him and asked him in a low voice.

"Putting aside the fact that you hit someone, tell me why you were on the street at three in the morning!"

Upon hearing this, Eugene immediately looked at William with displeasure and began to curse.

"That idiot's dad borrowed my nail gun six months ago and has been pretending not to remember. I had a fight with his dad during the day, and I couldn't swallow my anger, so I waited until dawn to go to his house and steal my own nail gun..."

"You're saying my dad borrowed your nail gun? But my dad's been having some dementia lately, so when I saw you running out of my house after get off work, it wasn't to steal anything, it was your own nail gun?"

William said to Eugene with a look of astonishment.

Upon hearing William's words, Eugene was taken aback and couldn't help but ask.

"Your dad has Alzheimer's? How come I didn't know?"

"You didn't ask me. He seems normal outside, but at home he can't tell me apart from my brother!"

William responded to Eugene, rubbing his hair in frustration.

William rushed to chase after Eugene after seeing him run out of his house, and almost broke his own ankle in the process.

And in his attempt to get himself to the hospital, Eugene ended up hitting so many people...

Watching Eugene's figure, William couldn't bear it and turned his head away.

He and Eugene have known each other for twenty years and are even related by marriage; they are extremely close.

Except for Eugene, who served in the army for seven or eight years, they always hung out together.

Although Eugene was nine years older than him, they were from the same generation, so there was no generation gap, and they got along very well.

Now, Eugene is actually going to be sentenced for a bunch of messy, trivial matters...

William was at a loss for words. He felt both regretful and ashamed, and he even began to resent his father.

Just as William was feeling down, Gavin suddenly looked to the right, towards the direction of William's town.

Noticing Gavin's actions, Madison glanced at the road twice and then nervously asked Gavin a question.

"I can't see anything, so what is there?"

"A figure, much slower than a zombie, and I couldn't see anything else clearly."

After responding, Gavin released Eugene from the ground and asked him.

Do you have binoculars in your car?

“I have an 8x scope, which I brought back from the army. It’s in my trunk.”

"key."

"for you."

Eugene threw the car keys away and sat up with a grimace.

(End of this chapter)