Doomsday Officers Operation Team-Chapter 40 Getting to Work

Charlotte was sitting in a school bus carrying students. The bus was very spacious and had many people sitting on it, all holding guns and weapons. There was also a modified truck in front of it, and a man with a sniper rifle was lying on the top of the truck's trunk.

Sarah was as restless as her son, Little Duke, and soon spoke to Charlotte again: "But Miss Charlotte, you really don't look like someone who would stay with us."

"Why?"

"You should be the kind of lady that was taken back by the Belster officer team. You have suffered so much staying with us that even your golden hair was cut off."

Okay, back to the hair issue again.

"You also said that it would be safer to follow you," Charlotte said.

This was a team of mercenaries. Charlotte met them by chance just a few days ago.

Two months ago, Charlotte drove away from Belster College, returned to her apartment in the small town, packed up her things, and continued driving to join her uncle in a suburban town. At that time, Belster College had just finished fighting with al-Qaeda members and was bombarded by zombies, so they didn't bother to capture Charlotte. Charlotte escaped very easily. There were fewer and fewer people going to the suburbs. It must be said that Charlotte was very lucky. She didn't encounter any zombies along the way. When she arrived at her uncle's house who had retired from the army, she learned that a zombie incident had occurred. The towns near Belster were blocked by the army and no one was allowed to enter or leave freely. Charlotte drove to the suburbs before the incident caused panic among the people, just before the army set up an obstacle network to block the town.

At first, Charlotte did not connect this incident with the Blue Sea Potion, and was as panicked as the rest of the people. Later, there were deaths and strange events in the town, so her uncle joined forces with several strong men in the town to form a patrol team to protect everyone. It was not until the government could no longer conceal the truth that Charlotte realized that she might be the cause of this shady incident.

Charlotte regretted it deeply, but what had happened had already happened and there was no way to remedy it.

After that, more and more people died in the town, so everyone started to flee. Many people died in the process of fleeing, and in the end there were very few people left. Finally, they heard a broadcast calling on the public to rescue the rescue team, so they sent a signal for help and waited for the rescue team's plane to arrive.

When the plane came, Charlotte hid quietly.

She knew that she had committed an unforgivable mistake, but she couldn't go back. If she went back, the only way out would be execution. People are selfish, especially when one only has one life. Charlotte had no choice but to hide.

When Charlotte hid in the corner, she covered her mouth and cried quietly while watching her uncle and family members anxiously calling her name before boarding the plane. She knew that she would never see them again. They were her last relatives, although only in name.

Then the plane flew away and Charlotte was left alone.

Charlotte found a long stick to use as a survival weapon. She knew she was weak and not good at fighting zombies, so she tried to hide everywhere, a bit like a little mouse. If she observed that a house was safe, she could hide in the house for several days. Except for looking for food, she would lock the doors and windows and hide in the corner without moving. In this way, she would not be discovered by zombies, but she would not be rescued by living people either.

Charlotte could hide in the corner without moving for a whole day, and sometimes she would fall asleep in that position. She would suddenly wake up in the middle of the night, her whole body numb and unconscious, with darkness in front of her eyes. Listening to the noises of zombies passing by outside, she thought she was dead.

Charlotte was hiding and running all the time, all by herself. She tried to run to remote and desolate places, so she wouldn't encounter too many zombies or see any living people. She almost lost her ability to speak, and then she met this team of mercenaries.

At that time, Charlotte was half dead and half alive, and the whole person was in a very miserable state. Sarah felt sorry for Charlotte and begged Duke to keep Charlotte. After checking, it was confirmed that Charlotte was not bitten or even injured. Everyone was very surprised. After all, it was not easy for a person to survive in such a situation. So Charlotte was kept so that she could work with Sarah to support everyone's logistics, cook, bandage wounds, etc.

However, the reason why Charlotte has always survived is that she is timid and tries to stay away from danger. It does not mean that she is really powerful. Sometimes she can't even protect herself. But mercenaries are different. For mercenaries who are already living on the edge of death, zombies are troublesome, but they also bring more opportunities to make money. Of course, paper money is like waste paper at this time. What they want are supplies, things that maintain their value, such as gold. If they accept the task of searching for people in a city where a zombie crisis has broken out, they must fight zombies, which means that if she is with the mercenaries, she must grow.

Charlotte is trying to grow.

"Duke," the walkie-talkie hanging on the clothes of the strong man sitting in the front made a sound. It was someone in the truck in front calling him.

"What's going on," Duke asked the front on the intercom.

"It seems like we are coming to life."

The driver stopped the car and Duke asked a few men to get out. Charlotte thought about it and followed them out. Then she heard footsteps behind her and saw Sarah coming out with little Duke.

When Charlotte first joined the mercenaries, when Arthur led everyone to kill zombies, she advised Sarah not to take little Duke to watch such things, saying that it would have a bad influence on little Duke. Sarah was very surprised: "If he doesn't watch this, won't it happen?"

Later, Charlotte discovered that Sarah would bring little Duke to watch every time this happened, and little Duke was used to it, so he no longer wanted to persuade her.

Maybe Sarah was right, she was the one who needed to adapt the most.

Several men got out of the car, all holding weapons. They went around the modified truck in front and saw an overturned car parked about ten meters ahead. Two young men and women were standing in front of the car. They should be a couple. They looked at them vigilantly, and when they saw that they had guns, they nervously took two steps back.

This is a highway in a remote area, near a primeval forest. Occasionally, two empty cars can be seen on the road. No zombies have been seen so far, so everyone walked straight over. Duke put his gun away first and stretched out his empty hands, signaling them not to be nervous.

"What's wrong with you? Maybe I'm meddling in other people's business, but it looks like you need help. What's wrong with your car? Is it broken?" Duke asked them. Turning back, he saw Sarah and little Duke following him. So he called them over, put his arm around Sarah's shoulder and kissed her. He affectionately rubbed little Duke's hedgehog-like head, which was just as tall as his waist. "Look, this is my wife and son. We all need to help each other at this time. Do you need help?"

Seeing the woman and the child, the couple calmed down a little.

After all, Duke and his gang all have guns and weapons, so it would be unrealistic to fight them head-on. At least Duke looks very friendly now.

"Yes, we need help," the man said, looking at their attire. "Are you mercenaries?"

Duke nodded.

"We have money and can hire you," the man said excitedly.

"We don't want money," Duke shrugged.

"No money?" The man was a little arrogant. He probably felt that there was nothing he could give except money. How could he let these mercenaries protect them then?

"Guns, bullets, iron products, gold, or food. We need these things. Do you have them?"

The man shook his head, then suddenly remembered something, took out a fruit knife from his pocket, and asked earnestly: "Is this okay?"

Of course not, that knife can only be used to cut fruit.

Duke was a little disappointed, but he said, "That's okay. We can escort you to the nearest city where the army is stationed and send you there. The army will also give us some supplies. How about that?"

"Really?" The couple was very surprised: "Thank you so much, you are such a good person."

Duke scratched his head embarrassedly: "It's nothing, at times like this, we need to help each other," he said, waving to the couple to come over. The couple came over supporting each other, with excitement on their faces, because they felt that they were finally saved.

When they walked in front of Duke, Duke stretched out his hand to stop them.

"What's the matter, Mr. Nice Guy?"

"What happened to your girlfriend's arm?" Duke asked.

The girl had been quietly holding her bandaged arm without saying a word. Her face was unnaturally flushed. Her arm was bandaged, but blood was still visible. When Duke asked her about it, she subconsciously hid her arm behind her back.

"Good man, she was injured by a stray bullet from al-Qaeda during the war, not captured by zombies, don't worry," the man said quickly. Duke nodded, and the man thought he believed it, and hurriedly tried to help his girlfriend into the school bus. When he walked to Duke's side, Duke held his shoulders. Duke was muscular and strong, and he held the man's shoulders, so the man could not struggle.

"Mr. Good Man, what are you doing? We only have money, but you say you don't need it!" the man shouted.

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Duke raised his head towards Sarah, and Sarah walked up to the girl and suddenly ripped off her bandages without mercy. The girl screamed in pain and the wound opened again.

Sarah frowned as she looked at the wound that had turned blue, emitted a foul odor, and oozed pus.

This was obviously a zombie bite.

Duke also saw it. He threw the man who was held by the shoulder to the side, kicked the girl over, then took out a dagger from his belt and stabbed the girl's head through the temple. His movements were fast and fierce, and the man who was thrown to the ground had not yet gotten up.

"No, what did you do!" The man was stunned when he saw this scene, and then he collapsed and yelled: "You murderer, why did you kill her, you lied to us!"

"She's been scratched by zombies and infected. I'm trying to save you," Duke said as he pulled the knife out of the wide-eyed girl's head.

"She's not dead yet. We'll have a solution once we get to the city, but you killed her!"

"No, there is no way," Duke said coldly, "No one can do anything, but since you are not injured, you can go with us. We will take you to a nearby city where there are troops stationed as agreed."

The man was so shocked that he could not hear anything. He suddenly pulled out a sharp knife from his trouser pocket and rushed towards Duke, shouting words like "murderer" and "devil". He even hid a knife and did not show it to everyone. That's right, if there were no self-defense weapons, the couple would not have been able to escape here.

But being cheated doesn't feel good.

With anger at being deceived, Duke happily stabbed the man's heart with the dagger in his hand, and then angrily stabbed him on the head again.

"The knife is not bad." Duke rubbed the knife on the man's clothes to wipe off the blood, picked up the sharp knife that originally belonged to the man, looked at it, gave it to little Duke, and sternly warned him: "Be careful when playing. If you hurt yourself or someone else, I will throw you out of the car to feed the zombies." Little Duke now had his own weapon. He excitedly held the knife, which was twice as big as his hand, and gestured a few times. After being glanced at by Duke, little Duke immediately stood still.

The phrase "Feed the zombies" has probably replaced "The disobedient child will be taken away by the wolf" as a new phrase to scare children, and it is used over and over again and is effective every time.