Doomsday America

Chapter 43 The Virus Mystery
"I know."

Eugene replied, glancing at the woman's face as he did so.

It's quite pretty, but it's a pity I won't be able to use it.

boom!
Eugene fired, dodging the woman's face and smashing her entire chest into pieces.

Seeing this, Gavin turned and walked towards the Tyrannosaurus Rex, saying...

"I'm going to see that war god off."

"I'll do it. I said I was going to smash his basket, and I don't want to go back on my word!"

Eugene interrupted Gavin, then picked up the shotgun, walked with a cold smile toward the driver who was still vomiting blood, and pointed the gun at his testicles.

On the ground, the driver didn't look at Eugene, or even at the gun pointed at him, but instead stared intently at Gavin, who was approaching him.

Noticing the driver's gaze, Eugene glanced at Gavin and laughed as he spoke to the driver.

"Haha, of course you recognized me! You probably didn't expect this, did you? It's the only GOAT in the sports world, the famous Cowboy King, who's here with me to send you to your death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Eugene pressed the muzzle of the gun against the driver's abdomen, causing the driver to spit blood even more violently.

Gavin, watching the driver coughing up blood while glancing at him, shook his head and said to Eugene.

"It's appropriate for you to kill him, otherwise I'm really afraid that he's my fan and I'd end up making him feel good."

"That son of a bitch almost killed me, but luckily he only hit the passenger side. I... um?"

Gavin was just about to say something when he suddenly heard a static noise. He quickly picked up his SCAR and looked in the direction of the sound.

At the same time, Eugene also cautiously raised his gun and aimed at the source of the sound.

In their eyes, the woman whose heart had just been shattered by Eugene was now actually managing to prop herself up!
Even if my lumbar spine is twisted into a lumbar vertebra, even if fragments of my internal organs are falling from my chest cavity.

Even though her blood was practically flowing like a stream...

At this moment, the woman in the red dress was still climbing toward Gavin and his companion!
"Gudong!"

Gavin swallowed hard.

Eugene simply cursed out loud.

"Shit, what is that thing? I'm sure she didn't turn into a zombie before she died!"

"Don't fucking ask me, I don't know either, screw it!"

Gavin gritted his teeth and fired, a short burst blasting the head off the woman who was only seven meters away.

Seeing the red-dressed zombie fall to the ground, Eugene looked down at the driver who was still spitting blood and asked in a trembling voice.

"Boss?"

"I'm here."

Gavin, carrying a rifle, staggered over to the driver and pointed the gun at the driver's heart.

Eugene swallowed hard and asked in a low voice.

"This guy didn't turn into a zombie, so do you think he might... after he dies?"

boom!
Eugene's words were interrupted by gunfire.

Gavin shot the driver in the heart, then stepped on the driver's left hand and said in a heavy tone.

"Don't ask me, just do an experiment and you'll know."

"I'm looking forward to it, no, actually I'm not looking forward to it at all, fuck!"

Eugene cursed and stepped on the driver's other hand.

Gavin raised his wrist and stared silently at his watch.

Gavin started the timer after the driver's last breath disappeared.

one second...

Seven seconds...

brush!
The driver on the ground suddenly opened his eyes, and Gavin and Eugene felt a struggle coming from beneath their feet.

Seeing the zombie driver constantly opening his mouth and roaring, Eugene broke out in a cold sweat.

Gavin then pulled out two cigarettes from his pocket and tossed one to Eugene from a distance.

Eugene caught the cigarette, took out his lighter, and lit it with trembling hands.

After exhaling his first puff of smoke, Eugene asked Gavin in a low voice.

"Quarterback, do you think we'll end up like them after we die?"

At this point, Eugene looked at the zombie driver with lingering fear.

Upon hearing this, Gavin exhaled a puff of smoke, then gripped the gun with his left hand and drew his tactical knife with his right.

After plunging the tactical dagger into the driver's brain through his eye socket, Gavin responded while stirring the dagger vigorously.

"That's not important. I don't care what I become after I die."

"As for the current situation, hehe, isn't that how it's always portrayed in TV dramas?"

Gavin pulled out the knife and wiped the blade thoroughly with the driver's clothes.

Eugene spat and continued to ask.

"You're talking about The Walking Dead? Screw that! Are we really like in that TV show, with everyone carrying the zombie virus?"

It's 2013 now, and The Walking Dead has already aired its third season.

The news that the main characters and their survivors all carried the zombie virus and would turn into zombies after death had spread widely due to the popularity of the American TV series. Now, after witnessing the deaths of the warrior and the woman in the red dress, even if Gavin didn't want it, the facts were undeniable.

Although we don't know where the zombie virus came from, when it started, or how it spread.

But it's likely that this virus had already infected everyone in the world before the zombie crisis even broke out.

As for why he and his group survived, Gavin is currently unable to summarize the pattern, and may never figure it out in his lifetime.

But none of that matters. What matters is... seeing tomorrow's sun rise as many times as possible!
Thinking of this, Gavin threw the cigarette he had only taken two puffs of on the ground, stomped on it heavily, and said.

"So what if we have a virus in our bodies, or we don't?"

"If there's a virus, will it stop me from drinking alcohol and eating meat?"

"If there were no virus, would my body be free from illness and disaster, and I live a long and healthy life?"

"Bullshit!"

After saying that, Gavin returned to the Tyrannosaurus Rex and looked at the car's hood.

There were three bullet holes in the hood, so he slung the gun over his shoulder and opened the hood to inspect it.

Eugene came up behind him, glanced at the engine first to confirm that there wasn't much trouble, and then said to Gavin with a wry smile.

"You fucking are the boss, you really know how to talk big..."

"But you're right, as long as the virus doesn't stop me from having sex with women, then the zombie virus in our bodies doesn't sound as scary as the plague!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Eugene, with a cigarette between his fingers, patted the gun on Gavin's back and continued to laugh with a slightly relaxed expression.

"Tsk tsk, this gun is really expensive, a SCAR-PDW, the civilian version of the SCAR, the bare gun alone costs at least two thousand!"

"Besides, his gun has been modified. The normal civilian version of the SCAR can only fire single shots, but his can fire in bursts."

"Let me see, wow, whether it's the laser sight or the 3x holographic sight with switchable red dot, they're all made by big manufacturers."

At this point, Eugene couldn't help but reveal a look of fascination. He leered at the SCAR gun and continued speaking.

"Boss, how much do you think this little cutie, plus all the accessories, is worth?"

"How many?"

Gavin used his tactical knife to pry a bullet out of the engine, tossed it aside, and asked Eugene.

Seeing that Gavin had responded, Eugene revealed the answer with a relaxed expression.

"At least six thousand dollars!"

"profound."

Upon hearing this, Gavin gave a nonchalant "oh" and smiled.

"That's much cheaper than the stuff I have at home. I have several HK416s at home, and each rail has at least three different types of accessories."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gavin continued searching for other bullets hiding near the engine.

Eugene excitedly released SCAR and took a deep drag on his cigarette.

Eugene threw away the cigarette butt, then stepped on it, grinding and spinning it while muttering something under his breath.

"I knew it! Rich people like you only play with the best, either the most expensive, or something like HK416 that's both good and expensive, haha!"

Accompanied by Eugene's laughter, the RV sped towards them from afar and finally stopped behind the Tyrannosaurus Rex.

After the car stopped, everyone rushed out and nervously stared at the Tyrannosaurus Rex without its windshield.

Madison approached Gavin with concern and asked.

"Fuck, are you alright, boss? That bastard shot you!"

In response to Madison's concern, Gavin stood up, patted Madison's arm, and smiled.

"Do I look like I'm in trouble? But it was really dangerous just now. You know I don't like taking risks, so I had no choice but to take him down."

As he spoke, Gavin pointed to the hood of the engine at Madison.

"You're here just in time. Could you check if this car is still drivable? It doesn't look like it's smoking, so there shouldn't be any problems, right?"

"Huh?" Madison was taken aback. "I don't know how to fix cars either..."

"what?"

Seeing Madison's embarrassed expression, Gavin paused for a moment, then suddenly grinned mischievously and said...

"Tsk tsk, a kid who grew up on the streets of Chicago. While you were out there hanging out on the streets, I was still at home playing with jujubes."

"Boss..."

Madison rolled her eyes, then looked to the others for help.

Not far away, William staggered out and whispered.

"Let me see."

"I don't need you. You're like a baby who hasn't had milk yet. I learned a little in the army, I can handle it."

Eugene is just that kind of person who loves to perform, let alone have the opportunity to impress Madison. Of course, he has to seize it!

Eugene waved to William from afar and then swaggered to the front of the car.

As he passed Madison, he exaggeratedly patted Madison's chest and imitated Gavin's sarcastic remarks towards Madison.

"Get out of my way, you kid who grew up on the streets of Chicago, tsk tsk~"

(End of this chapter)