Girl's Doomsday Rebirth Revenge & Survive novel Chapter 231

Chapter 231 Get Out

Right now, all the Lowlands were gathered at Lowland Residence, split between two big villas on higher ground that hadn’t flooded yet.

People said that after the apocalypse, the Lowlands cozied up to the military. They’d put up electric fences and walls, living way too comfortably for the situation.

Francis had a plan. He was bringing a team to storm the place. Anyone causing trouble would be killed on the spot, and the rest sent off to forced labor in the area. After that, the Lowlands would be wiped out.

Caroline rode in the same car as Francis while one of his soldiers drove.

Francis sat up front. Caroline, Raven, and Tyler took the back seat.

On the ride over, Francis wouldn’t stop cursing, ranting about everything the Lowlands had done since the apocalypse.

In short, Patricia was something else.

After the Lowlands grew rich using military ties, she gathered a crew that included ex–cons, mercenaries, and martial arts trainers.

She gave them benefits and turned them into the Lowlands‘ private fighters and bodyguards. That was how they gained their power.

The rumor was that all the Lowlands‘ firearms came from Ambrose. He’d probably stolen guns from a military warehouse before the apocalypse, declared them lost in the chaos, and kept them. That was where the house got its weapons.

“I heard Patricia even grabbed girls from an art school and handed them to Cyril. How else did the Lowlands take over an organization that wiped out most of our police without losing anyone? Patricia is pure evil,” Francis said, smoking and sounding cold.

Caroline knew a little about Patricia. In her previous life, Patricia would do anything for her own gain.

Cyril’s team had survived the great heat in the old timeline. One girl escaped and claimed Patricia sold her to Cyril.

On top of that, Francis said the Lowlands ran the shelter and clashed with him a lot. They were corrupt and greedy, just taking bribes and offering no help.

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“Damn it! The shelter they run has the highest death rate. Have you seen Ambrose’s wife? She’s fat and still slaps on all that makeup! It makes me sick. And that mink coat Patricia wore? I heard she ripped it off someone in the shelter and had that person beaten to death!

“And Ambrose? He’s great at kissing up, but he never does real work. He’s a shame to the military. I’ve despised him for a long time.

Just talking about the Lowlands made Francis look disgusted.

During a few miles of driving, Caroline got angrier as she heard those. If the Lowlands stayed, justice didn’t mean anything.

But when they reached the gates, soldiers surrounded the whole place.

Standing at the entrance was a middle–aged officer wearing the insignia of a full colonel–a rank above Francis.

In the military, rank mattered, and higher ranks always stomped on lower ones.

When that colonel saw Francis‘ car, he stepped forward and shouted, “Francis, are you trying to start a war? Get out!”

Francis cursed under his breath, but he still climbed out of the passenger seat. Caroline and Tyler followed with the soldiers Francis had brought.

“Colonel Leonard,” Francis saluted, though he clearly wasn’t happy about it. His face was tense and unpleasant.

Philip Leonard barked back coldly, “Francis, Commander Zimmer sent me to guard Lowland Residence. He knew you might come looking for trouble! If you want to go against the Lowlands, shouldn’t you ask Commander Zimmer first?”

Francis held in his anger. “Colonel Leonard, Commander Ball is still bleeding out. We don’t even know if he’s going to make it!”

Philip pressed harder. “You caught the assassin, right? Wasn’t he executed?”

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