The Apocalypse Survival Manual (Three Days Before Doomsday, I Stockpiled Billions) novel Chapter 792

Chapter 792

Nicole scanned everything she could, from Zeph’s thyroid down to his bladder.

She took her time studying the images and decided he looked healthy. Then she called Poppy in. “Come on.

Your turn.”

Poppy got a clean bill of health as well and happily went on her way.

Then Zeph walked back in, all business. “Nicole, take your clothes off.”

Nicole was speechless.

With something to keep their minds busy and plenty to eat and drink, life wasn’t bad.

But two months later, just as Nicole was ready to tackle the CT scanner, some unexpected neighbors showed up.

She had no idea where they came from. There were more than 30 of them, traveling in SUVS and on

motorcycles, all covered in dust and looking completely worn out.

The sight of the weather-beaten RV perked them right up. They eagerly crowded around it.

“Anyone home?”

Anyone who made it all the way to this high-altitude basin with their SUVS and motorcycles still in one piece had to know how to handle themselves.

Nicole planned to ignore them, but they kept inching closer, their excitement giving way to a calculating look.

Two of them discreetly drew their guns.

Nicole put on a bulletproof vest and combat helmet, opened the door, and gave them a cold stare. “What do you want?”

The leader, a middle-aged man, stepped out from the front of the group with a smile. “Sorry to bother you. We just got here, and we’re out of gas. We’re running low on food and water, too. Think you could spare some?”

“No.” Nicole impatiently waved them away. “Move along.”

Still, they weren’t blind, and they didn’t believe for a second that Nicole had nothing to spare.

Her clothes were clean and new, and her fair skin had a healthy glow, with none of the windburn so common up here. Even her vest and helmet looked new.

Anyone living out of an RV who still looked that well cared for had to have plenty of supplies.

The leader kept smiling and pressed on. “Please, help us out. We’re all friends here. If you can’t spare any gas, how about a little water? We’re dying of thirst.”

As he spoke, the people behind him exchanged glances. The two armed men edged forward, keeping their guns hidden by the crowd.

Before either man reached the front, gunshots rang out.

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Two bullets ripped through the tips of the leader’s shoes, passing so close that his toes felt the searing heat.

His knees gave out, and he crumpled to the ground, wetting hirnself.

Nicole held a submachine gun behind her back, but Zeph had beaten her to it before she could swing it

around.

This again. She didn’t even get to fire a single shot!

The gunfire sent the group scrambling back. Zeph stepped into view, submachine gun in hand. “Still want that water?”

Nicole wasn’t about to let him steal all her thunder. She brought her own gun around and glared at them.

“You think those two lousy guns mean you can rob anyone you want?”

Two submachine guns. Good grief.

While they were still trying to process that, Poppy poked her head out with a grenade in her hand and

smiled.

“Hi, everyone.”

Not to be left out, Cola appeared with a pack of explosives in his mouth, his fangs gleaming and his eyes

fierce.

A gasp went through the crowd. Any hope they had of getting their way vanished.

The leader scrambled to his feet. Hopelessly outgunned, he forced a smile and tried to smooth things over.

“It’s a misunderstanding. We don’t mean any harm. We just wanted some water. If you can’t spare any, just say so. There’s no need for all this.”

“After all these years, you still think anyone’s falling for that?” Nicole sneered. “If those two with the guns so much as twitch, I’ll shoot every last one of you. Try me.”

Caught red-handed, no one said a word.

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