Doomsday America

Chapter 41 Kill him!
As soon as he finished speaking, Gavin plunged headfirst into the Tyrannosaurus Rex's driver's seat.

Eugene then pounced on the back seat of the Tyrannosaurus Rex, moved the large backpack made of blankets on the back seat, grabbed the shotgun, and rolled down the car window.

"Damn it, chase him! I'm going to knock his teeth out!"

While cursing, Eugene leaned his upper body out of the back seat, holding his gun and looking into the distance.

Without an 8x scope, he could only vaguely see the McLaren drive through the oak-lined path in front of the villa, rush into the road within the villa area, and head straight for Highway 283.

At the same time, Gavin slammed on the gas, and the Tyrannosaurus Rex roared and spewed out black smoke.

"Old Mike, keep up with me!"

He shouted to Madison, who had already jumped into the driver's seat of the RV, and then sped into the circular descent section.

Seeing himself being left dozens of meters behind by Gavin, Madison slammed on the gas pedal and shouted at William.

"Police, watch the windows! Doris, take the kid and hide, hide in the bathroom!"

As they were talking, the RV sped into the roundabout, generating a huge centrifugal force that caused Doris and her companion to fall to the ground uncontrollably.

William, supporting himself on the sofa, pulled Winnie up and pointed to the ground, saying to them.

"Crawl, crawl!"

Hearing William's suggestion, Doris and Winnie slowly climbed up and finally reached the shower room, where they closed the door and prayed nervously.

At the same time, Gavin glanced at his rearview mirror as he sped out of the roundabout, then slowed down slightly.

Once the RV appeared in the rearview mirror, Gavin maintained a position about thirty meters in front of the RV and accelerated along with it.

He plunged headlong into the affluent neighborhood, trying to make his way through the buildings flashing by on the street to the location of the villa area.

Eugene stared at the McLaren ahead and called out from the back seat.

"Fuck, that bastard has charged into the main road!"

"That means the zombies will completely rush towards the main road!"

As Gavin responded, a few zombies could already be seen on the streets.

Seeing this, Eugene pulled the lever to chamber the gun and roared.

"You drive safely, I'm going to turn this shitty rich neighborhood into complete chaos!"

As he spoke, he stuck the gun out the window and aimed it at a Land Rover parked on the side of the road.

Noticing Eugene's actions, Gavin quickly yelled and cursed at Eugene.

"Put your gun down! Don't fucking shoot! We're not the zombies' primary target right now!"

"Can't you fucking hear that McLaren up ahead still firing? He's the zombies' primary target. We'll be safe as long as we get through this horde of zombies before they block the road!"

"If you dare to cause any more trouble and turn us into the zombies' primary target, then let that little cop cry his heart out on your corpse!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Gavin gripped the steering wheel with his left hand, picked up the python with his right, and pointed the gun at Eugene's head.

Upon seeing this, Eugene paused for a moment, then suddenly spat out of the car.

"Pah! Don't point a gun at me, Fuck! Just tell me what to do!"

After saying that, Eugene put away his gun and stared at his left side with a face full of resentment.

Seeing this, Gavin put away his pistol and, while observing the road ahead, also kept an eye on Eugene in the rearview mirror.

At this time, although there were a few zombies on the right side of the road, the zombie horde in the wealthy area was still concentrated on the left side of the road, rushing diagonally towards the main road.

Gavin was less than 300 meters away from the horde of zombies.

The horde of zombies was only about 45 meters away from the main road.

As the horde of zombies drew ever closer to the road, Eugene looked around anxiously.

After enduring a few seconds of silence, he slapped the troll in annoyance and asked.

"Do we really have to take this risk here? Damn it, let that bastard in the McLaren run away if he wants to. Once he's gone, we can lure the zombies away!"

"and then?"

Upon hearing this, Gavin immediately replied.

"And then we just followed him around, cleaning up their mess?"

"Don't forget, the affluent area isn't our last problem. Further ahead is the Costa Airport, followed by Richardstown and the Lakeside Hotel District!"

"I can control our behavior so that we don't cause any trouble by blocking the road."

"But if McLaren keeps going, I'm not sure what kind of trouble he might cause..."

Chu Chu Chu!
Wow...

Gavin's words were interrupted by gunshots and the sound of shattering glass.

He stared wide-eyed at his right. Suddenly, two large holes appeared in the Tyrannosaurus Rex windshield, and bullets had even pierced through the passenger seat.

"Fuck!" Gavin's hand on the steering wheel jerked instinctively, and the Tyrannosaurus Rex swayed twice in response.

"Shit!"

In the back seat, Eugene cursed and swore as he quickly climbed into the passenger seat and asked.

"The glass is broken, how the hell can you see where you're going?!"

“I’m fine, just kick the glass open!” Gavin replied quickly.

"Roger that!"

Eugene roared and kicked the shattered windshield.

Chu Chu Chu!
Gunshots rang out again. This time, the Tyrannosaurus Rex's right-side rearview mirror was blown off, and a new large hole appeared in the right-side windshield.

Eugene flinched at the bullet, but his legs didn't stop moving; he kicked the glass again and again.

As Eugene kicked the windshield, Gavin leaned out of the window to check the road ahead and glanced at the left side of the road.

They were 110 meters away from the horde of zombies, while the zombies, running diagonally, were about 28 meters away from the road.

After confirming the distance, Gavin pursed his lips.

He felt that the zombies would no longer be a problem for them.

But the problem is, they now have an even bigger problem: a McLaren that keeps firing at them from 500 meters away!
In the passenger seat, Eugene continued to kick the window while lying on the seat and cursing wildly.

"Fuck you, that son of a bitch is going to leave us and the zombies in the rich neighborhood. Screw the rich, I should...!"

"kill him!"

Gavin interrupted Eugene and yelled at him.

Upon hearing this, Eugene, while kicking the glass, couldn't help but confirm with Gavin.

"What did you say?"

"I said once we get past the zombie horde, we'll catch up with him and kill him!"

Chu Chu Chu!
As Gavin growled at Eugene, a barrage of bullets came again, startling both Gavin and Eugene.

This time, however, he was lucky. Eugene was lying on the passenger side, pressing against the window. The bullet passed through the glass, grazed Eugene's legs, and struck the back of the seat about 15 centimeters above his head.

"Fuck, fuck fuck fuck!!!"

Eugene's curses were almost a continuous stream.

Gavin stepped on the gas, gritting his teeth as he looked to his left at the horde of zombies that were almost parallel to him.

Once he was sure he had outpaced the horde of zombies, he let out a loud roar.

"Damn it, I'm going to accelerate. Only by forcing him to accelerate with me can I force him to grip the steering wheel and stop shooting at us!"

"Fuck, you're the boss!"

Eugene nodded, cursing, and then kicked the glass even harder.

Because the glass was shattered, Eugene kicked it three more times, finally sending the entire windshield flying.

The shards of glass flew to the left with Eugene's force, landing on the ground with a thud, and were run over by the RV that followed closely behind.

By this time, the RV's speed had gradually increased to 180 kilometers per hour, but even so, five or six zombies still managed to get behind the RV.

Of course, it only got a little bit hit; the RV still safely passed the zombie horde.

However, once the RV passed the zombie horde, it could no longer catch up with the Tyrannosaurus Rex.

At that moment, Gavin floored the accelerator, and in just two and a half seconds, the Tyrannosaurus Rex reached a speed of 250 kilometers per hour.

As the Tyrannosaurus Rex continued to accelerate, the distance between him and the McLaren was reduced to about 300 meters.

Seeing this, McLaren accelerated to over 230 kilometers per hour, while Eugene, huddled in the passenger seat, pulled out his revolver and started firing at the McLaren.

Bang bang bang!
Gunshots rang out continuously, but they didn't even touch the McLaren's body.

Eugene put away his gun and started cursing.

"I should have brought a rifle!"

"It's alright, we'll catch up with him!"

Gavin gripped the steering wheel tightly with his left hand and fired a barrage of shots at the McLaren with the Colt Python in hand.

After emptying the magazine, Gavin threw the gun to Eugene and then took bullets out of his pocket and threw them into his arms.

"Load!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Gavin shifted gears and accelerated, bringing the Tyrannosaurus Rex to its top speed of 290 kilometers per hour.

The speedometer paused for a moment, then slowly increased kilometer by kilometer, and the distance between them and the McLaren quickly shortened to about 230 meters.

(End of this chapter)