The Apocalypse Survival Manual (Three Days Before Doomsday, I Stockpiled Billions) novel Chapter 767

Camila thought she had everything figured out, but she missed one crucial detail: none of the soldiers knew who she was.

They were ordinary patrol soldiers. They never met Arthur, much less Irene or Camila.

After years of natural disasters, even a well-guarded military base had its share of people who lost touch with reality. Some claimed to be famous war heroes. Others insisted they were gods.

More often than not, they claimed to be the commander and declared that the whole base belonged to them.

Camila already received a warning. Ignoring it and continuing to grab at the soldiers gave them every reason to restrain her.

Trying to take a rifle made her an immediate threat.

The soldier she grabbed didn't hesitate. He caught her arm, flipped her over his shoulder, and slammed her onto the floor.

She never stood a chance against him. She hit the ground hard, with nothing to break her fall.

Her eyes rolled back as pain shot through her body. It felt like the impact knocked everything inside her loose, and she nearly passed out.

Irene didn't fare any better. A soldier grabbed her arm and pinned her against the glass. "Stop resisting!"

The onlookers stared. Minutes ago, the two women were taking a beating. Now, the soldiers were treating them like the aggressors.

But they only had themselves to blame. Whatever sympathy the crowd felt for them faded when they started grabbing for a gun.

Irene couldn't believe an ordinary soldier was treating her this way. Being with Arthur was supposed to mean something, but these men didn't even know who she was.

The humiliation made her furious.

Nicole watched with a small smile, making no effort to hide her amusement.

Irene wasn't the only one who could turn a situation to her advantage.

Irene struggled against the soldier, her face burning as she glared at Nicole.

"I'm Mrs. Hunt! She tried to kill us! We're the victims here!"

If he did, Nicole could live with the outcome. She wouldn't lose much.

If he enforced the rules, Irene and Camila would be thrown out. Then she could deal with them beyond the base's gates.

Either outcome worked for her.

"You're accusing her of hiring someone to kill you. Can you prove it?"

"Yes. The witnesses are tied up in my trunk." Nicole took out the recorder. "She threatened someone into doing her dirty work without realizing he was recording her."

Camila's eyes widened at the sight of it, but she quickly raised her voice.

"I didn't do anything! She's setting me up!"

She clung to the fact that she disguised her voice. A recording alone might not prove it was her.

The soldier opened his mouth to ask another question, but someone rushed in and called out, "Which one of you is Nicole?"