The battle on the farm is coming to an end, and after the corpses that suddenly rushed out of the warehouse have all been wiped out, some of the remaining zombies on the periphery no longer pose any threat to the people in the convoy.

The contaminated well had been filled in by Jason and the rest of the group, and they began to search the entire farm, but found no survivors.

"Jason, there's no one here," Tom said with a few soldiers out of the last house on the farm, "but it may not be that simple. ”

"Oh?" Tom's words surprised Jason: "Did you find anything?" ”

"I've checked the warehouse with the cowboys," Tom said, pointing in the direction of the warehouse, "and you can come with me to take a look, the door is closed by a log stuck in the card slot on the outside, and no one can put the beam up inside." ”

"Are you saying that the survivors were kept in warehouses by outsiders?" Jason asked.

"That's how it should be," Tom nodded, and the two of them came to the door of the warehouse. The soldiers next to them were dragging the corpses on the ground aside and burning them intensively, and they saw Jason and Tom coming over, and some of them stopped what they were doing.

"You go about your business," Jason said to them, and he took a closer look at the card slot on the warehouse door. TWO STEEL CARD SLOTS WERE INLAID ON BOTH SIDES OF THE GATE, AND THE WIDTH OF THE CARD SLOTS WAS ABOUT 10 CM, AND A HORIZONTAL LOG OF ABOUT THE SAME WIDTH FELL TO THE GROUND ON THE SIDE.

"You're right," Jason said, "they've been locked in the warehouse from the outside, but the person who locked the door doesn't know where he's hiding." ”

"It's not just the warehouses that have zombies in the farm, they're also quite numerous," Tom said, "and the people who locked the warehouse doors are likely to have left here." ”

"He locked the door of the warehouse from the outside to keep the zombies inside?" Jason seemed to be talking to himself, "Or did he deliberately lock up the survivors inside, and then went to destroy the water source?" ”

"If it's the latter of the two cases you mentioned, then I'll have to kill that guy when I find him." Tom pursed his lips, his eyes suddenly becoming very sharp, "This kind of thing is only done by devils. ”

Several haystacks were lit by the soldiers, and the flames began to devour the corpses on them, and the corpses of Rodriguez and his three companions had been eaten by the zombies, and everyone only recovered some of the belongings they had brought with them, which were buried under a large tree.

Jason found a wooden board and carved a line on it with a dagger: All the people are giving, but some people are giving their all, and the names of the four soldiers who died on the farm are left underneath the line. Jason placed a straight branch across the top half of the plank, then wrapped the branch tightly with strips of cloth to make a simple cross, and then erected it on a small mound under the big tree, around which everyone in the convoy gathered around, and the soldiers fired 21 shots to see off their dead companions.

Many of the people in the convoy had seen such a scene for the first time, and many of them were infected by the solemn atmosphere. Thompson's face was not full of excitement, but instead of a sad look, the dead soldiers were not very familiar with him, but after Thompson had fought alongside them, he subconsciously saw himself as one of them.

"Maybe I'll be the next person to enjoy the shot," Thompson thought to himself, "Will I ever be able to go back home in Texas?" ”

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Kim chased after him from behind, and she saw Ciel's eyes reddening a little, "Don't be sad, Ciel. ”

"Kim, I'm worried about Jason," Hill said, turning to Kim, "I've been at the base for so long, and I seem to have forgotten how quickly death can come." ”

"They were engulfed in the mass of corpses that had rushed out of the warehouse, and they had disappeared from my sight in less than a few seconds," Hill said as he walked over to the truck, leaning himself against the car, "as if they had never been there." ”

"Don't be sad," Kim reassured, and she pulled Hill to the back of the car, "Let's go sit in the car." ”

After a while, everyone returned to their trucks one after another, and there were four fewer people in the line, and Jason had to fine-tune the number of people in each car.

When the truck drove onto Route 9336, the people in the car clearly felt that the road conditions had improved, and the roadbed of Route 9336 was very hard compared to the dirt road on the farm. The double yellow line divides the road into two lanes in opposite directions, and four trucks drive straight to the right of the yellow line, with some low bushes dotted along the roadside.

It didn't take long for the convoy to arrive at the Ernest Coe Visitor Center, which is located off Highway 9336 and is often used as the first stop for visitors to Everglades Park. The convoy stopped outside the visitor center's gates, and Jason got out of the car when he saw Matt hurrying from behind.

"Major, why did you stop again," Matt asked Jason.

"We've found some clues about the survivors on the farm," Jason said, pointing to the gate of the Ernest Coe Visitor Center, "and it's close to the farm, and we might find something related to the clue here." ”

"But Jennifer's condition can't wait," Matt said.

"Well, then, I'll arrange for Jennifer and Mason to be escorted to the Flamingo Visitor Center, while the others continue to follow me, and we'll still meet at the Paheiochi Lookout at the agreed time." Jason made a slight adjustment to his previous plan, changing the location of the separate operation from the Paheoch Lookout to this place, he looked at Matt and said, "Did you send them there yourself or how did you arrange it?" ”

"Kevin accompanied Jennifer and Mason there instead of me," said Matt, "and that's fine, so be it." ”

"Alright," Jason nodded, shouting at the two soldiers, "Robert, Jeremy, you get the truck at the back empty." As planned, the two of you will be responsible for escorting Madam Purser and Miss Mason to the Flamingo Visitor Center, where we will meet at the Paheo Oak Lookout before dark tomorrow. ”

"All right, Major," said the black fellow, as he and Jeremy jumped out of the car and ran toward the truck at the back. The supplies began to be moved to the other three trucks, and the vacated space was covered with camping mats to accommodate Jennifer and Mason.

"Kevin, take care of them for me," Matt told Kevin, "to be safe." ”

"Don't worry, old man," Kevin patted Matt on the shoulder, turned and climbed into the carriage.

The truck left the convoy and headed ahead along Route 9336, and Jason began to circle the Ernest Coe Visitor Center with the rest of the soldiers.

At the entrance to the visitor center is a prominent bronze plaque with the portrait of Mr. Ernest Coe, the father of Everglades National Park.

Jason hadn't heard of the name before, but there was a biography of Mr. Ernest Coe underneath the bronze medal.

"What a great fellow," Jason said, after reading the introduction, finally got a general idea of Mr. Ernest Coe, and his admiration came from the bottom of his heart.

Everglades National Park was created thanks to the efforts of Ernest Coe, a graduate of Yale University who has been engaged in landscape design and landscape planning. He came to Florida at the age of 60 and spent the next 25 years campaigning for the establishment of Everglades National Park, which was finally enacted through national legislation. His efforts have preserved the pristine nature of the Everglades region, which in turn has protected the countless wildlife that thrives in this particular environment.

The Ernest Coe Visitor Center has two boardwalks, one of which is built on the water, and this walkway leads deep into the adjacent swamp. The boardwalk is lined with endless yellow-green sedges, the water in the swamp is clear, with turquoise duckweed floating on it, some waterfowl skimming over the water, and the occasional crocodile can be found hiding in the aquatic grass.

After Jason crossed the boardwalk on the water, he came to another boardwalk. This short boardwalk built into the woods allows you to see some birds in the forest as you pass through it, and after yesterday's heavy rains, it was back to life.

Walking out of the forest, the view suddenly widened a lot, in front of which was a parking lot, next to the parking lot was a lawn, the grass was scattered with some discarded mats and picnic garbage, and a car was parked on the lawn, and behind the car were two clear ruts.

There were very few cars in the parking lot, and the windows of several cars had been torn and there was a lot of rainwater in the cars. A few white buildings behind the parking lot are the reception and rest areas of the visitor center. Jason and the men approached cautiously, and they came to a stop in front of a row of houses with light blue eaves.

Two zombies at the gate of the visitor center heard the commotion, and they spotted Jason while Jason and the soldiers pointed their guns at their heads. When the gunshots rang out, they startled some nearby waterfowl.

"Let's go in and search," Jason waved in the direction of the gate, and the soldiers behind him began to disperse in a regular manner after receiving the order.

The floor of the lobby of the visitor center is littered with garbage, and some of the corpses mixed in it are no longer distinguishable from their original appearance. The room was filled with the smell of rancidity, and some people's brows furrowed and they began to lower the rate of their breathing.

The wooden platform was stained with dark brown blood, the chairs were lying on the ground, and the soldiers were very careful when they landed, sometimes having to step on the garbage.

When he entered, Jason saw glass shards all over the floor. It was originally an exhibition area, and a large number of specimens of flora and fauna were placed in glass cabinets for visitors to see. The glass cabinets had all shattered to the floor, some specimens had been exposed to the humid air, and some had begun to mold.

The small building area of the visitor center examines the rooms one by one, and finally finds a highly decomposed corpse in a room that had been locked.

A journal next to the corpse caught his attention.