Girl's Doomsday Rebirth Revenge & Survive novel Chapter 452

**Doomsday Rebirth 452**
**Chapter 452: Nelson’s New Cat**

For the government, Nathaniel’s demise presented them with two stark choices: either appoint a new commander to stand shoulder to shoulder with Andrew or relinquish control of Hornvale entirely to him. The stakes were high, and the decision would shape the future of the region.

Yet, Andrew had his own ambitions brewing. He envisioned a scenario where he could seize the entire territory before the government could even muster a response, thereby compelling them to grant him absolute authority. He understood the dynamics of Nathaniel’s faction intimately and was determined to showcase his superiority in managing Hornvale.

His gaze fell upon Caroline and her team. They were pivotal pieces in the chess game he was playing, especially since the military was currently grappling with a shortage of both talent and resources.

Andrew was acutely aware that winning over Caroline or Nelson through persuasion was a futile endeavor. Instead, he concocted a far more sinister plan: kidnapping them.

As Caroline climbed into the truck, she cast a quick glance at the squad leader, who appeared as if he had been transformed into a statue, frozen in place. A chill smile crept onto her lips. “You know,” she began, her tone icy, “even if you’re part of the military, even if you’re just following orders, even if you once considered yourself a protector… your superior is misguided. And by following him, you’ve made a grave error. In my eyes, the military should never raise their weapons against the innocent.”

Her gaze drifted to the massive ice block that was once a man, a stark reminder of their predicament.

The captain, still ensnared in the remnants of the “net trap” from earlier, remained silent, his mind racing with confusion and fear. To him, Caroline was no innocent bystander; she was a formidable force.

“I don’t wish to make you my enemy,” Caroline continued, her voice unwavering. “Even soldiers on Commander Zimmer’s side are out there on the front lines, risking everything to protect survivors in this harsh, unforgiving world.”

“But he must understand one crucial thing—he should never underestimate us. We have no interest in your power struggles. Keep us out of them.”

Her tone hardened, taking on an edge like the sharpest blade. “Or next time, I will not hesitate to eliminate every last one of you.”

At that moment, Caroline’s truck drew near to the shelter, and her thoughts spiraled. She realized she had unwittingly plunged herself into a deeper mess this time. She had not only brought back Francis and Nathaniel an enemy scout, but she also had three mutant cats in tow.

How would the army express their gratitude for this unexpected haul?

Yet, a sense of urgency gnawed at her. She needed to alert Francis and his crew: “Look at your adversaries! They’re riding those high-end mutant cats! You all need to elevate your game too!”

As she maneuvered through the shelter, the sight of her carrying a massive frozen man on her shoulder while leading three mutant cats behind her was enough to leave the soldiers on guard utterly flabbergasted.

“Caroline, did you go shopping or something?” one soldier blurted out, his voice laced with incredulity.

It was a fair question, considering the absurdity of the scene.

This cat would be the ideal companion for him.

And honestly, she mused, his quirky personality would mesh well with the big cat’s fierce demeanor.

“I’m taking this one,” Caroline declared, a smile lighting up her face. “The other two are all yours.”

The two soldiers erupted with joy. “Thank you, Caroline!”

“Oh, and please let Colonel Sutton know I’ll be stopping by to speak with him soon,” she added, her expression shifting to one of mischief as she prepared to head upstairs. “Tell him to keep some time open for me.”

The soldiers nodded, their expressions a mix of curiosity and apprehension. They had no inkling of what she intended to discuss with Francis, but the gleam in her eye gave them pause.

Upon reaching the 65th floor, Caroline handed the cat over to Nelson, and his reaction was precisely what she had anticipated.

“Caroline! This cat is absolutely perfect! I adore it!” Nelson exclaimed, his voice brimming with excitement. “I’m going to give it a proper bath, feed it something delicious, deworm it, and comb its fur! No, wait—I need to conduct a basic health check first, then a blood test. After that, perhaps I can run some experiments to enhance its strength. I’ll make it the most powerful mutant cat in existence! And I must analyze its gene sequence—”