From picking up corpses to becoming a true god of America

Chapter 114 Despicable, but Effective

"Fuck! There's a gunman!"

"Damn it, what's going on?"

"Gather! Gather quickly!"

Although these National Guard soldiers are not as rigorously trained as the fourth-class Marines and the Army, they are still considered regular troops.

Moments after the gunshot, several searchlights were turned on instantly, illuminating the entire camp as if it were daytime.

Squads of soldiers, not yet fully awake, scrambled out of their tents to assemble and hastily arm themselves.

The sounds of roaring, cursing, and engine noise were incessant.

Inside the command tent, Griffin hid behind a crate, staring at Will's headless corpse, his face extremely grim.

Damn it!

That bastard actually dared to attack them?!

"There are unidentified people at the camp gate! B Company, surround them! A Company, quickly take men and go protect the commander!"

Under the command of the experienced sergeants, the new recruits only panicked for a short while before their minds went blank and they started running around.

Even faster than them were the special operations teams from the FBI.

Within half a minute of the accident, they arrived at the command post and shielded Griffin in the middle.

"Manager, what should we do?"

The team leader, Charles, raised his gun and aimed at the figure standing at the opposite gate, asking a question.

"What should we do?"

Griffin roared, "Is that a Christmas toy for my son that you're holding? Shoot! Shoot it now!"

"Yes."

Charl steeled himself and aimed at the figure holding the gun.

However, before he could pull the trigger, he suddenly heard someone speak from not far away.

"Danny? Oh my god, is that you, Danny?!"

A young National Guard soldier suddenly rushed out and blocked Charles's line of fire.

Meanwhile, a commotion broke out in the queue outside.

Many of the National Guard soldiers gathered outside recognized this man named Danny.

But the problem is, weren't they dispersed and arranged to leave by Griffin in the afternoon?

How did I end up here again?

"Oh my god! Danny, look what you've done!"

"You killed Stephen!"

"I, I————"

Under the spotlight, a pale, distorted face was revealed beneath a long black raincoat.

Danny appeared to have endured unimaginable torment; he was dazed and emanated a foul stench.

"We've been scammed! This is a complete conspiracy!"

Danny suddenly ripped off his raincoat, revealing his skeletal body, and roared uncontrollably.

"I didn't kill Stephen!"

"What chemical leak! It's a virus! A virus that will destroy the world!"

"Richard is dead, McGonagall is dead, and Brick, Joel, they're all dead! They've all become like this!"

Danny pointed to the disemboweled corpse on the ground, then angrily pointed to Griffin inside the tent.

"I'm the only one who survived! I'm the only one alive! This is a damn conspiracy!"

"It's all those bastards' fault!"

Seeing Danny's horrific state and the body lying dead beside him, everyone present was immediately shocked.

These past few days, they have been fighting on the most dangerous front lines.

If the virus leaked on the train was indeed highly virulent, could the other passengers have also been infected?

Many members of this National Guard unit remember that Seattle did indeed experience two very dangerous virus outbreaks some time ago.

Sensing that the atmosphere outside was starting to get a little strange, Griffin couldn't sit still any longer.

Is this that bastard's killer move?

Not to kill, but to destroy the spirit?

Having seen through his plan, he then intended to have the National Guard turn their guns on him and cause an internal conflict?

Griffin clenched his fist and gave the order to Charles.

"Damn it! He's gone mad, shoot him!"

"gentlemen!?"

Charles turned around in surprise: "Those are National Guard soldiers!"

"He's been taken into custody. I order you to shoot immediately, or we'll all die!"

Faced with Griffin's coercion, Charles had no choice but to pull the trigger.

With a sharp gunshot, the bewildered soldiers outside suddenly shuddered, and then saw their comrade Danny clutching his chest, collapsing to the ground in agony.

"Fuck you! Danny!"

"Damn it, which bastard fired that shot?!"

Danny's best comrade broke down, kneeling on the ground and embracing Danny's body, weeping bitterly.

The other soldiers couldn't help but feel a sense of shared sorrow, like the fox mourning the death of its comrade.

This time it was Danny's class, so who will it be next time?

Moreover, this whole thing seems incredibly strange no matter how you look at it.

The so-called Commissioner Griffin didn't explain anything to them, and just told them to stay there, seal off the scene, and remain on guard.

It's hard not to suspect that he's up to some kind of conspiracy behind the scenes.

"teacher!"

As the commander of this unit, Lieutenant Colonel Steve walked into the command tent.

This middle-aged man, whose talents were not recognized, was dressed in a neat military uniform. He stared fiercely at Griffin with his deep gray-blue eyes, which were filled with anger. His suppressed voice was full of rage.

You need to give me an explanation for what happened tonight.

"The nine squads of the scattered C Company have all lost contact, and the only one who escaped back was ordered to be shot dead by you."

"Sir Commissioner, I need a reason!"

Griffin braced himself with his hands, his eyes dark and his tone forceful.

"As the commissioner appointed by the governor, I don't need to explain myself to anyone!"

"Aren't you soldiers? Soldiers should obey orders!"

"You're insane, sir."

Steve met Griffin's gaze without flinching: "Do you know how serious the consequences of doing this will be?"

"What exactly are you planning? What kind of enemy are you facing?"

"As a commander, it's essential for me to know this! It's also essential for my soldiers to know exactly what they're doing!"

"Protecting our great America."

Griffin waved his hand, annoyed.

"I'm being rational, Lieutenant Colonel. Continue with your orders and reassure your men."

Steve stood quietly in front of Griffin, like a resolute sculpture.

Seeing that he was still not giving up, Steve slowly saluted, left a few words, and quickly left.

"Sir, I will preserve the evidence and, after this matter is over, I will not rule out filing a lawsuit against you in a military court."

"Whatever you want."

After Steve left, Griffin slammed his fist on the table.

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"Damn it, I knew these National Guard soldiers were useless, but I never imagined they could be this useless!"

He had originally sent out a company to help maintain order in various cities.

Unexpectedly, the other party used this tactic against him.

Use the scattered soldiers to influence the morale of the camp.

That was a company of fully armed soldiers, and they were all wiped out just like that?

Damn it!

At that moment, Griffin suddenly realized that his previous judgment had been somewhat flawed.

This is hardly the reckless young man he is.

This is clearly a cunning old fox!

Damn it, looks like I'll have to adjust my plans.

However, what comforts Griffin is that at least what he is doing now is not meaningless.

Tonight's surprise attack shows that his actions at least aroused the other party's fear, which is why they used this tactic in response.

Despicable, but effective.

However, Griffin is no pushover either.

He was initially afraid that the other party would just remain silent.

But now that the other party has revealed its true colors, Griffin can follow this clue to catch up.

Looking at the oppressive atmosphere of the camp, Griffin vowed to catch that damned bastard and teach him a lesson.

While Griffin was up all night, his eyes red as he pondered the map.

In Seattle, about 100 kilometers away, some people are also having trouble sleeping.

"Oh, Ye, yes, God!"

In the dimly lit room, Ye Xiao lay on the bed, looking helplessly at Rachel beside him, excitedly spouting some wild and inappropriate words into his phone.

After browsing through the photos and videos on her phone, Rachel's eyes widened, her red lips slightly parted, and she stared at Ye Xiao for a long while before excitedly speaking.

"Fuck!"

"Um?"

"Ah, no, that's not what I meant."

Rachel quickly explained, "No, it's not that I didn't mean it at all, but Ye, are you sure all this information is true?"

"Of course, didn't you see their own accounts in here?"

"My God—"

Rachel covered her mouth in disbelief.

If Ye Xiao's video materials are genuine, it means that a very heinous conspiracy may have occurred in Washington State, comparable to the evil deeds of the United States in the 1950s when it secretly conducted biological weapons dissemination experiments in major cities such as San Francisco and New York!

The video footage includes firsthand accounts from soldiers and local residents, records of emergency hospital visits, and even the bodies of soldiers who died despite treatment.

Based on this information, Rachel came to an almost unimaginably terrifying conclusion.

The sudden declaration of a state of emergency in Jin County was actually a virus experiment that had been meticulously planned by higher authorities!

The train leaked not some dangerous chemicals, but a far more terrifying and virulent virus.

Those ignorant local residents, and the National Guard soldiers who were conscripted, were all pitiful test subjects!

Upon realizing this, Rachel suddenly felt a shiver run through her body, every pore from head to toe trembled, and her heart pounded violently.

It was terrifyingly dark outside, with thick, gloomy clouds pressing down, making it almost impossible to breathe.

Rachel was so frightened that she put down her phone and instinctively hugged Ye Xiao tightly, curling up in his arms.

"Ye, this is absolutely terrifying!"

"certainly."

Ye Xiao shook his head: "Those beasts deserve to go to hell."

"Um?!"

Upon hearing this, Rachel suddenly woke up, shook her head, and looked at Ye Xiao excitedly, saying, "Ye, you're not planning to go and wipe them out, are you?"

"Why not?"

Ye Xiao gently stroked Rachel's cheek: "You, Louise, and my friends all live in this city. If I don't stand up for you, what if the next victim is someone we know?"

I don't want anything to happen to you.

"My God, Ye, you're such a gentleman."

By the dim light from the bedside table, Rachel stared into Ye Xiao's dark eyes, momentarily lost in thought.

His angular, resolute face, coupled with his incredibly seductive deep voice, almost stole her heart, making her completely melt away.

"No, you can't!"

Although she was already a little wet down there, Rachel managed to pull herself together and said with concern.

"If you go there now, they will slander you! And they may very well be carrying out this plan here specifically to arrest you."

"Ye, you absolutely mustn't go!"

Hearing Rachel say this, Ye Xiao was secretly startled.

Who says rich girls are easy to fool?

Isn't that pretty clever?

"So what?"

Ye Xiao slightly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a calm smile: "Let them smear me as they please, as long as you know about it."

"Oh my god, Ye!"

These words almost melted Rachel's soul. Like a hungry lioness, she couldn't help but pounce on Ye Xiao.

This can't go on.

Ye Xiao is her knight, her superhero.

Even if only Rachel knows his identity, she will not allow anyone to slander or defame her hero.

Rachel secretly resolved that this time she would use every means at her disposal to protect Ye Xiao.

The next day, while Ye Xiao was still fast asleep, Rachel had already gotten up.

She changed into a stylish black and white color-blocked long dress, paired with large sunglasses.

Even in Seattle, a fashionable city teeming with middle-class residents, Rachel's outfit stood out remarkably.

The white BMW arrived at the Seattle Times building.

Founded in 1891, this newspaper has been independently run by the Wilson family and has grown into a large media company with multiple local media outlets and news websites, penetrating various communities in Seattle and being the largest weekly newspaper in Washington State and the Northwest United States.

After taking the elevator to the top floor, a sophisticated female secretary in a suit quickly approached.

She was very beautiful, almost identical to the classic blonde bombshell from TV dramas, with bright red lips and deep blue eyes, perfectly matching the tastes of people from the 1970s and 80s.

"Hello, ma'am, do you have an appointment?"

Do I need to make an appointment?

Rachel took off her sunglasses and quickly saw the female secretary's expression soften rapidly, almost instantly changing from a cold demeanor to a beaming smile.

"Of course not. Mr. Belson said you can go to his office anytime."

"Hmph, I'm usually too lazy to argue."

Rachel snorted, raised her haughty chin, and walked into the office of newspaper president John Wilson, led by her secretary.

This is a spacious and luxurious office, with an entire wall made up of floor-to-ceiling windows, in front of which is a large desk.

An elderly man, full of energy, had a smile that seemed to cover his face.

"Hi, Rachel, what brings you to visit Grandpa?"

"Don't you usually dislike coming here?"

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Rachel certainly didn't like coming here.

Because this office is nominally the president's office, but everyone knows that it is actually old Chandler's love nest!

Not far to Rachel's right, there was a hidden door in the wall that, together with the door to the female secretary's office, led to a private room.

Rachel felt nauseous every time she came to this office.

"I'm here to discuss business, old man."

Rachel didn't give her grandfather a friendly look and casually sat down on the sofa.

Chantsen immediately perked up, his eyes gleaming with greed.

"Oh, did you receive some explosive news again?"