Doomsday America

Chapter 174 Dallas Rescue Plan

At an altitude of about 1,200 meters, I noticed the women's movements on the rooftop.

Nicholas gave the cockpit the middle finger and shouted.

"We hit the target perfectly, instructor! They're already looking at the leaflets!"

Upon hearing Nicholas's words, flight instructor Sean nodded and then responded.

"That's good. I hope they understand what we mean, and I hope they understand why we can't save them right now. We should go back!"

At a height of over 1,200 meters, thousands of flyers floated for nearly ten minutes before slowly and randomly landing on the roof.

Looking at the time, it was almost five o'clock, and the sun was already showing signs of setting. Sean couldn't stay here any longer.

Besides, even if he stayed, he couldn't think of any good way to save people, so he could only go home and ask his boss for advice.

Hearing Sean's words, Nicholas and Paul glanced worriedly at the roof below, then shook their heads helplessly.

"Instructor!"

He then spoke to Sean.

"Let's hope they don't die tonight. I think if they can hold out until tomorrow, Commander Gavin will definitely have a way to get them out of Dallas!"

"Ha, of course, and they'll definitely make it through tonight. They look like they've been holding on for days, don't they?"

Sean responded with a smile, then glanced one last time at the rooftop.

Those tents on the roof couldn't be set up in a short time; those women had clearly been alive for some time. Sean could only wish them to live a long life.

With that, Sean took control of the helicopter and left Dallas for good.

On the roof of the Omni Dallas Hotel.

Looking at the flyer in her hand, Anna, whose hand was missing, couldn't help but swallow hard.

"Damn it, they have an entire survival camp, and even helicopters, so the helicopter that almost killed us a few days ago might also be theirs!"

"In this environment, how could there be so many helicopters operating? It's a pity we didn't stay on the roof a few days ago, otherwise we might have received their flyers long ago!"

Anna wasn't stupid; she didn't dwell on the fact that she had almost been killed by a helicopter, but focused on the possibility of her group being rescued.

Hearing Anna's words, Meryl, with her short hair and freckles, clutched the flyer timidly and looked up at the helicopter in the sky with anticipation.

The next moment, Meryl was slightly startled, and then nervously called out to Anna.

"Manager Anna, why did they leave? Good heavens!"

"Yeah, they gave us flyers, then just left. It's really funny. Are they expecting us to look forward to their shitty camp before we die?!"

Beside Wang Ling, Greta, with a strand of blue hair, cursed in frustration, then couldn't help but look at the sanitary napkin in her hand.

Clutching the gift Wang Ling had brought back for her tightly, Greta took a deep breath, then looked at Wang Ling's retreating figure, keeping her words of gratitude to herself.

She wasn't good at expressing her gratitude, but she promised that she would repay this Asian woman in her own way, she definitely would!
As for Wang Ling, she was seen holding the brochure, examining its contents closely, her gaze particularly fixed on an aerial photograph of the manor.

It was truly a beautiful manor; just looking at it reminded her of a capitalist's dream castle.

Before this, she had never dared to dream of living in such a house in the apocalypse.

but now……

Wang Ling suddenly looked up at the disappearing helicopter and couldn't help but chuckle softly.

Hearing Wang Ling's laughter, Anna, whose hand was missing, pursed her lips and asked Wang Ling softly.

"You laughed, Ling. Do you think they can come back to save us?"

"Huh? Save us? That's not important!"

Faced with Anna's question, Wang Ling's slightly dirty face broke into an even deeper smile.

Wang Ling smiled and said to Anna.

"I'm just happy that we're not the last humans in the world!"

After speaking, Wang Ling finally shifted her gaze from the photo to the text on the promotional leaflet.

After a moment, she hesitantly asked Anna a question.

"However, their flyer seems to keep emphasizing this Gavin guy, so is he famous?"

"Walter?"

Hearing this, Anna was finally stunned, and she asked Wang Ling incredulously.

"Wait, you don't know Gavin? I thought you were just holding back, like you usually are, without any emotion!"

"Wow? You don't recognize Gavin Wang Ling?"

Beside Wang Ling, Greta also froze for a moment.

At the same time, even Meryl, who was next to Anna, looked at Wang Ling in surprise!

Seeing the astonishment of everyone around her, Wang Ling narrowed her eyes in confusion, then chuckled and said...

"What are you guys doing? Is it so strange that I don't know him? Is he your American version of Zhao Benshan?"

"I know Leonardo DiCaprio, I know Bale, I know Justin Bieber, but I really don't know this guy. Is he some kind of newcomer who's recently become popular? So what movies has he made?"

"He is the pride of Texas, a miracle of America, a god on the football field, a five-time champion and the brightest star in America, and has been named the sexiest man in America for four consecutive years!"

Anna, standing nearby, said exaggeratedly to Wang Ling, then mustered her spirits and went to her tent to find a water bottle.

Clamping the bottle between her legs, Anna unscrewed the cap with one hand and poured in a few pills.

Greta and Meryl then joined forces to continue explaining Gavin's importance to Wang Ling.

After listening for a while, Wang Ling finally understood Gavin's so-called status in America.

I always felt that he was more popular in the US than Yao Ming and Liu Xiang combined were in Japan.

So she tossed the flyer around and grinned mischievously at Meryl and Greta.

"I get it, everyone. I know you're all his fans now, so how many of you will be having trouble sleeping tonight?"

"Wow, I don't want to hear any splashing water coming from any of your tents. It'll give me nightmares, like I'm caught in a flash flood on the roof, just like Greta did last night!"

"Ling!!!"

Hearing Wang Ling's teasing, Greta laughed and patted Wang Ling's bottom.

"Don't joke with me. I have needs too, and I believe you do too. No one can escape this, because guidance is our heart. If there is an emptiness there, our heart is missing a piece!"

"Ha, don't compare me to you. I'm not as lecherous as you make me out to be. I only care if my knife has a chip on it!"

Wang Ling jokingly teased Greta, and a small burst of laughter erupted from the small team on the rooftop. Even Anna, whose face looked terrible, joined in the laughter.

But after everyone had finished laughing, Meryl's expression suddenly turned somber. She clutched the flyer, staring at the exciting photos on it, and whispered something.

"But their helicopter still left. Will they come back?"

As she finished speaking, Meryl took a deep breath and felt a lump in her throat, on the verge of tears.

Noticing Meryl's dejection, Wang Ling shook her head helplessly. In the past few days, she had been driven to the brink of collapse by the sensitive and fragile hearts of these American women.

But she couldn't just watch the team's morale plummet, so she spread her flyers on the ground and calmly addressed everyone.

"If they didn't want to save us, they wouldn't have stopped for us, much less given us this flyer!"

"So, we'll definitely be able to wait for them!"

"And they weren't stupid; at least they didn't recklessly approach us and get us all killed on this rooftop!"

"In the past few days, although I've occasionally gone into the building to scavenge for supplies and kill a few zombies along the way, I haven't even cleared out the zombies on this very top floor right below us!"

"I chopped off the heads of twenty-three zombies with my knife, and even chipped the blade. But how many zombies were in the hotel in total? Five hundred? Or eight hundred?"

"It's 1,172, Ling, I remember that number!"

Inside the tent, Anna, who was resting against her pillow, answered Wang Ling's question.

Wang Ling had heard about this number a few days ago, but even so, hearing it again still made her scalp tingle.

So she took a deep breath, raised her hand and pressed down on the flyer, and said.

"Yes, those I killed were just a hair on the head of nine bulls. Do you understand what I mean?"

"So if they approach rashly, we can only rely on our loudspeakers to do their job."

At this point, Wang Ling looked at the spot where she had placed the two megaphones.

Since installing these two devices that could potentially lure zombies off the roof, she has never tried to activate them.

After all, she dared not turn on the loudspeaker rashly, for fear of making any noise that exceeded the normal conversation volume and attracting the zombies to the roof.

Thinking of this, Wang Ling shook her head worriedly, and then continued.

"In short, that helicopter was consciously protecting us, and I firmly believe that this was not unfounded. Do you understand this word? If you don't, I'll put it another way. There are many words in my hometown that are difficult to translate."

"Let's not talk about that. Anyway, I believe they won't do anything useless, and once they've started something, they're unlikely to give up halfway!"

Suddenly, Wang Ling pointed to the radio communication channel on the flyer.

“Look, they even left their radio and broadcast channels on the flyers. If we also had radios, we could get in touch with them.”

"But we can still hear the broadcast, so let's find a radio and listen to what they're broadcasting!"

"Maybe once that helicopter returns to their camp, we'll hear about us on their radio!"

At this point, the women quickly followed Wang Ling's instructions and began searching the vicinity.

They found a radio and listened intently to ZT's broadcast.

The two helicopters returned to the manor one after the other.

When they got off the plane, it was already a little past six o'clock. Gavin didn't say much and just took everyone out to eat.

After dinner, everyone went about their own business, while Gavin sat on the sofa in the living room, listening to Sean recount the situation in Dallas.

As Gavin listened, he compared the photos on the camera in his hand. Nicholas had taken the photos with a DSLR camera, and although Gavin himself didn't like photography, several of his maids did. He didn't even need to go out to find one; he had several DSLR cameras at home.

However, apart from pilots who fly in the sky, few field crew members like to carry that kind of thing, since field explorers already have enough equipment to carry.

However, compared to mobile phones, especially those from 13, the shooting effect of DSLR cameras is so much better that Gavin could see the super-huge aggregate in Dallas with incredible clarity.

On the sofa not far away, Sean was still explaining with a frown, and he continued speaking.

"At first I thought there were only three of them, one of whom was injured, apparently with a broken arm. Nicholas seems to have taken the photos."

"But later, it seems there were four of them, including a woman with a knife. I saw that woman in the photos; her knife was covered in blood and she looked very fierce."

"Anyway, it's an all-woman team living on the roof of the Omni Hotel. So, soldier, how about it? Interested in joining me as saviors?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Sean gave Eugene a look, and Eugene quickly responded.

"That's fucking interesting! Besides, even if I weren't interested, the boss definitely wouldn't want to give them up, right, Gavin Maria?"

"Get lost."

Gavin gave Eugene the middle finger, then handed the camera to Nikita, who was snuggling up to him.

Nikita took the camera, flipping through the photos while thoughtfully speaking to Gavin.

“Darling, they haven’t contacted us yet, so they probably don’t have radios. How can we be sure they’re safe?”

"We're afraid we can't be sure about that!"

In response to Nikita's question, Gavin shook his head and replied softly.

After Gavin said that, there was a moment of silence, and Winnie, who was hugging her legs and leaning against Nikita, whispered something.

"Without radio, of course we couldn't make contact. We didn't have walkie-talkies with them, and we weren't even sure if they could hear our broadcasts."

“Yes, being unable to contact them is indeed a very troublesome problem. So, later, Sean, Nicholas, and Paul, the three of you in the Air Force, will look into airdropping parachutes and try to airdrop a few walkie-talkies to them.”

"There are many stores that sell walkie-talkies, so we don't need to be overly attached to them. Even if we lose a few, it's not a big deal, as long as we can still contact them!"

"However, besides airdropping walkie-talkies, it would be best if we took two helicopters off together tomorrow. That way, even if we can't make contact, we might still have a chance to bring them back directly!"

At this point, Gavin thoughtfully rubbed his eyebrows.

Behind him, Thomas, carrying a tray, brought Gavin a low-alcohol, sweet cocktail while speaking softly to him.

"Sir, are you planning to use one helicopter as bait to lure the zombies in the Omni Dallas Hotel to other locations, and then have another helicopter quickly descend to a suitable altitude and bring them back directly?"

"That's right, Thomas!"

Hearing Thomas's words, Gavin nodded, then continued speaking to Sean.

"Sean, you'll drive the Apache tomorrow. Um, you don't need all three of you to ride in the Apache. Just take one person with you and leave Nicholas and Paul to me."

"Although they haven't learned how to fly a helicopter yet, as air force personnel, I need them to provide us with timely advice."

"Then, you drive the Apache and take the lead in lowering the altitude near the Omni Hotel to attract the zombies, trying to make sure that the zombies in the hotel are lured away."

"Of course, during the luring process, you should not stop, but keep moving at a low speed, and avoid creating more aggregates in the place where there are already super-large aggregates."

"Damn it, the survivors are just a bonus. I'm more interested in the giant aggregate in Dallas. Tomorrow I plan to see it for myself and give that behemoth a couple of grenades as a gift, to see if it can actually move!"

"Of course, let's do that after we've rescued the people, so that the aggregate riot won't cause any other harm to Dallas and instead bring misfortune to our survivors!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Gavin pointed to the third floor and turned to Thomas.

"Thomas, tell ZT about our simple plan and that we'll be airdropping walkie-talkies tomorrow. Have him announce it on the radio so the survivors can hear it."

"However, I must emphasize that you should not reveal the gender or specific location of the four female survivors, so as not to expose their location and cause them additional trouble if we fail to rescue them."

“I admit that even if you threw me into a big city like Dallas, I would have a hard time surviving. But the end of the world is full of lucky people and miracles. Besides, there have been survivors in Dallas, so there are probably many more people still hiding.”

"In short, by publicizing this on the radio, we hope to boost the morale of the four survivors and also let other listeners know about our determination and actions in saving lives!"

"understand!"

Upon hearing Gavin's instructions, Thomas immediately turned and left.

Watching Thomas leave, Gavin rested his chin on his hand and lay back on the sofa, while his friends continued their conversation.

Eugene was the first to speak to Gavin.

"Boss, are you taking me with you on tomorrow's mission?"

"Take you?"

Upon hearing this, Gavin gently shook his head.

"Why should I take you along? You have other jobs."

As he spoke, Gavin raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the racecourse.

"Tomorrow, you and the field crew who stayed at home will try to get rid of the zombies near the horse farm. I took a look today, and there are about 1,300 zombies left in the horse farm. That's not a good number, so lure them away and then slowly take them out!"

"Ha, this is indeed a big job, I love it!"

Eugene immediately grinned crookedly.

Gavin pursed his lips in annoyance at Eugene's unreliable smile.

He had initially trusted Eugene, but Eugene's smile surprised him.

Damn it, that smile looks just like that of an unlucky guy in a movie who dies because of his recklessness!

So Gavin rubbed his eyebrows and asked Eugene.

"Stop fucking grinning like an idiot and tell me what you're planning to do."

"Huh? So this is asking me to write a report? But at least it's verbal; I can't write it down!"

When Gavin pressed him for an answer, Eugene spread his hands, crossed his legs lazily, and said...

"What else can I do? Find a few reliable guys, get on our expensive racehorses, grab our damn cool guns, and take the zombies from the racetrack for a good ride around the grasslands."

“I’ve checked. Those zombies are all human. The animal zombies are more mobile. There are hardly any of them that are stuck in the horse farm because of the fences and buildings blocking them.”

"Since there are no animals, we can just ride horses and break the zombies' legs!"

At this point, Eugene excitedly took a bite of his Snickers bar.

Gavin's recent increasing reliance on him has truly given him a sense of being trusted and valued.

It is well known that most Americans are in need of love, just as the words "your parents don't love you at all" can cause real hurt to many of them.

Therefore, they often place more importance on their position in the team and are deeply immersed in the feeling of being needed.

Listening to Eugene's simple plan, which was half boastful and half serious, Gavin pondered for a moment before continuing to ask questions.

Whom do you plan to take with you?

"Well, Martin and Adriana, since we don't need to kill those thousand-plus zombies, we don't need too many people. And Martin, Adriana, and I already have great teamwork, right? The Irish red-haired hunter, and that cute little bitch~"

As Eugene spoke, he waved to Martin and Adriana.

The two of them rolled their eyes at Eugene.

Gavin, after a moment of contemplation, shook his head and said.

“Martin won’t do, he has his work to do. Let Barn go with you.”

"Huh? That unlucky guy whose face was slashed by the Holy Fire Cult, he's nowhere near as good as Martin. But no problem, I don't mind teaching newbies how to be real men!"

Eugene nodded in response.

After Eugene responded, Martin, who was not far away, finally couldn't help but squint his sleepy eyes a little.

He suddenly changed his lazy demeanor, sat up, and asked Gavin.

"Boss, what job do I need? Is it to deliver the supplies we packed this afternoon to the prison?"

The field staff had a general idea of ​​how much work could be done on the farm. Assuming no one was a fool, even if their thinking wasn't as detailed as Gavin's, they all knew exactly what needed to be done.

Upon hearing Martin's question, Gavin simply nodded.

"Of course, we can't let those resources sit idle. We must also develop the prison as an emergency backup base first."

"However, tomorrow morning is not the time for you to deliver supplies directly. First, ride horses or drive light enough vehicles to carefully explore the route from the farm to the prison again!"

"Don't forget, the zombie migration disrupted the basic pattern of all the zombies in our vicinity. Even in our horse farm, there are thousands of damn zombies left behind!"

“I’m worried that the same thing might happen near the farm town, so reconnaissance routes are the top priority. If the original routes are unusable, then we should suspend the prison preparation plan and focus on reconnaissance!”

At this point, Gavin raised his hand and pointed to the map in front of him.

“Anthony!” he suddenly exclaimed.

Upon hearing this, Anthony, who was drinking beer, couldn't help but stand up.

"Sir!"

He suddenly shouted at Gavin.

Upon hearing this, Gavin liked Anthony's attitude very much, so he nodded and said to Anthony.

"Go back and study the map of our area, identify a few suitable locations to set up observation posts, no more than the range of a walkie-talkie."

"Tomorrow, Sean and his pilot duo will operate together, and I'll take Steve and another pilot with me. There are quite a few explorers left at home, more than ten. Anthony, you should also bring out a trio."

"Your job tomorrow is to go to the observation point you have chosen to conduct reconnaissance, confirm the safety of the environment, and think about the specific location and suitable high ground for setting up the observation post."

"We must broaden our vision, to the point that danger doesn't directly approach us!"

"Do you understand what I mean, Anthony?"

"Yes, sir!"

Anthony immediately shouted back at Gavin.

(End of this chapter)