Chapter 521 Holding the Fortress
Theresa quirked a brow at that.
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“Lara and her group came out of a camp in the gorge. There used to be a water station there. Hardly any survivors lived around it, and zombies rarely got inside. Over the years, all the smaller camps nearby have merged in that direction, forming a big camp.
“Theresa, the location of that camp is perfect. It sits right at the choke point between Branford and Crestmont. With mountain ranges on both sides, it’s easy to defend and hard to attack. If we take control of it, we can block the zombies outside Branford and Crestmont, set up guard posts, and even move in on Crestmont itself!”
Instantly, Theresa’s mind filled with the map of the region. If her first line of defense was like the waistband of a pair of shorts, then this gorge was the crotch. Taking it meant she could push forward on both sides with ease while holding back the zombies outside.
“We came to scout the gorge in the first ce,” Graham said. “We just didn’t expect all this to happen.”
“I understand.” Theresa patted his head. “Don’t think too much. Once we’re out of here tomorrow, we’ll send in the main force.”
“Yes, ma’am!”
When Theresa left Graham’s room, she spotted the group waiting in the hall. Lara, L, and the other two they had rescued were chained in a corner.
The four of them lookedpletely beaten down, especially Lara and L, who had been on the receiving end of Theresa’s fists. They slumped there with swollen faces, as if all the fight had been drained out of them.
Tyger and Quentin were sitting by the window with Vinny, folding paper into little shapes, while Kyle stayed in another room tending to the injured.
“Told you I wasn’t lying.” A calm, smooth voice drifted over. Sage leaned against the opposite wall, smiling as he lifted his head.
“Mm.”
He was referring to Graham’s whereabouts–Theresa knew now that Sage had told her the truth.
“Then you’d better keep your word on what you promised me.” Sage pushed off the wall, his
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smile looking all the more refined.
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“We’ll talk once we’re out of here,” Theresa said and then turned toward the four in the corner. “Don’t just sit there. Get up and get to work!”
Lara and the others could only stare back at her, speechless.
Theresa directed everyone to the first floor to reinforce the doors and windows. The old fortress had five levels in total, filled with furniture that had been left to rot for over a decade. Most of it was falling apart, but at least the weight still counted. Heavy wooden tables were dragged to block every entrance.
The first and second floor windows already had security bars, but Theresa had them nailed over with nks and backed up with bedframes and cabs. They had to spend the night here, and this ce needed to hold.
Outside, the zombies circled the fortress, snarling and howling. Inside, anyone who could still move was put to work–including Drew. By the time the sun had set and the moon had risen, they had barely managed to secure the first two floors.
They decided to hole up on the fourth floor. Everyone had to stay together, no splitting up. They set traps along the stairs, hanging wires studded with des. The room itself was fortified with every piece of junk they could find–tables, chairs, doors, cabsyer afteryer until the barricade felt strong enough to give them peace of mind.
Only once Theresa had inspected every blind spot did she allow the group to rest.
“Let’s eat first,” she said.
“Yes, ma’am!”
Everyone gathered close, except for Lara and the others. Theresa told Quentin to hand out the meal boxes they had brought.
“I came out with you this time, so you’re feeding me,” Sage said with a calm smile.
That made Theresa remember thest time she had been with him. Back then, he had fed her and hadn’t asked her to lift a finger. Now the tables had turned, and it was her time to return the favor<b>. </b>
She wasn’t that stingy–she handed him two boxes of food.
Across the room, Lara and L’s group stared hungrily at the steaming meals, swallowing
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Theresa opened her own box. This time, the canteen had prepared beef bourguignon, grilled chicken, curry stew, stir–fried zhini, garlic spinach, and half a braised egg.
Since the alliance had been established, Theresa’s meals had improved dramatically. Gone were the days of Kyle cooking whatever he could scrape together, or relying on pot stew and survival rations.
Now, professional chefs from before the apocalypse were at the helm, serving up nutritious, bnced meals every day–meals rich enough to make anyone’s mouth water.
Back in the day, Graham’s camp had survived on a single dish and a piece of bread day after day. But now, those days felt like a distant memory.