The battle in the farm is coming to an end. After all the corpses suddenly rushed out of the warehouse have been eliminated, the remaining corpses in the periphery have become no threat to the people in the motorcade.

The contaminated well has been buried by Jason and others. Then they began to search the whole farm, but no survivors were found.

"Jason, there is no one here," Tom walked out of the last house on the farm with some soldiers, "but it may not be that simple."

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

"I checked the warehouse with the cowboys before," Tom said, pointing to the warehouse. "You can come with me to have a look. The door is locked by the crossbar on the outside slot, and no one can put the crossbar on the inside."

"You mean those survivors were locked in the warehouse by people outside?" Jason asked.

"This should be the case," Tom nodded, and they came to the front door of the warehouse. The soldiers nearby were dragging the bodies on the ground to one side and burning them. They saw Jason and Tom coming, and some people stopped working.

"You keep busy with your own business," Jason said to them, and then he carefully looked at the card slot on the warehouse door. Two steel slots are embedded on both sides of the gate. The width of the slot is about 10cm. A crossbar of about the same width falls on the ground.

"You're right," Jason said. "They were locked in the warehouse from outside, but we don't know where the person who locked the door is hiding."

"There are not only zombies in the warehouse on the farm, but also a lot of them outside," Tom said. "The people who locked the warehouse door may have left here."

"He locked the door of the warehouse from outside to prevent the zombies inside from coming out?" Jason seemed to be talking to himself, "or he deliberately locked the survivors in and then destroyed the water source."

"If it is the latter of the two situations you mentioned, I will kill that guy when I find him." Tom curled his mouth, and his eyes suddenly became very fierce. "Only the devil can do such things."

Several haystacks were lit by soldiers, and the flames began to devour the corpses on them. The corpses of Rodriguez and his three companions had been eaten up by the zombies. They only found some of their belongings, which were buried together under a big tree.

Jason found a piece of wood and carved a line on it with his dagger: All people are giving, but some people have given everything. The names of the four soldiers who died on the farm were left below this line. Jason put a straight branch across the upper part of the board, then wrapped the branch and board tightly with cloth strips to make a simple cross, and then set it up on a small mound under a big tree. All the people in the motorcade surrounded the mound. The soldiers fired 21 guns to send off their dead companions.

Many people in the team have seen such a scene for the first time, and many people are affected by the solemn atmosphere. Thompson's face could not see the excitement before. Instead, he looked sad. Although the dead soldiers were not very familiar with him, Thompson unconsciously regarded himself as a member of them after they fought together.

"Maybe the next person to enjoy the gun salute is himself," Thompson thought to himself. "Can I go back to my hometown in Texas?"

"Alas..." Hill sighed and took her eyes back from the mound. She turned and walked towards the truck.

Kim ran after her. She saw that Hill's eyes were red. "Don't be sad, Hill."

"Kim, I'm worried about Jason," Hill turned to Kim and said, "I've been in the base for a long time, and I seem to forget that death can come so quickly."

"They were engulfed by the corpses rushed out of the warehouse and disappeared in my sight within a few seconds," Hill went to the truck, leaned on the carriage and murmured, "as if they had never appeared."

"Don't be sad," Kim comforted. She pulled Hill to the back of the carriage. "Let's go to the car and sit down."

After a while, everyone went back to their trucks one after another. There were four people missing from the team. Jason had to adjust the number of people on each car.

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When the truck drove on Highway 9336, the people sitting in the car obviously felt that the road conditions had improved. Compared with the dirt road in the farm before, the subgrade of Highway 9336 was very hard. The double yellow line separates the highway into two opposite lanes. Four trucks drive straight on the right side of the yellow line. There are some low shrubs everywhere.

It didn't take long for the motorcade to arrive at Ernest Coe Tourist Center, which is located beside Highway 9336 and is usually used as the first stop for tourists to enter the Everglades Park. The motorcade stopped outside the main gate of the tourist center. When Jason got off the bus, he saw Matt coming from behind in a hurry.

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

"We found some clues about the survivors in the farm," Jason said, pointing to the door of Ernest Coe Tourist Center. "It's very close to the farm. We may find something related to the clues here."

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

"Well, now I will arrange someone to escort Jennifer and Mason to the Flamingo Visitor Center, and the others will continue to follow me. We will still meet at the observation tower in Paheochi at the agreed time." Jason made a slight adjustment to the previous plan. He changed the location of separate operations from the observation tower of Paheochi to here. He looked at Matt and said, "Do you send them personally or how do you arrange?"

"Kevin will accompany Jennifer and Mason there instead of me," Matt said. "That's fine. Let's arrange it this way."

"OK," Jason nodded and shouted to the two soldiers, "Robert, Jeremy, you empty the back truck. According to the previous plan, you two are responsible for escorting the purser lady and Miss Mason to the Flamingo Tourist Center, and we will meet at the Pakeocci lookout before dark tomorrow."

"All right, Major," said the little black man. He and Jeremy jumped out of the car and ran to the back of the truck. We began to transfer the above materials to the other three trucks, and the vacated area was paved with camping mats to facilitate the placement of Jennifer and Mason.

"Kevin, help me take care of them," Matt told Kevin. "Be careful."

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

The truck left the motorcade and drove forward along Highway 9336. Jason also began to take the remaining soldiers to the Ernest Coe Tourist Center.

At the entrance of the visitor center, there is a very conspicuous bronze medal, which is engraved with the head of Ernest Coe, the father of the Everglades National Park.

Jason has never heard of this name before, but fortunately, there is a biography of Ernest Coe under the bronze medal.

"He is really a great guy." Jason finally got a general understanding of Ernest Coe after reading the introduction. His praise was from the bottom of his heart.

The establishment of the Everglades National Park benefited from Ernest Coe's efforts. Ernest Coe graduated from Yale University and has been engaged in landscape design and landscape planning. At the age of 60, he came to Florida. For the next 25 years, he has been working hard to establish the Everglades National Park. After overcoming many difficulties, he finally passed national legislation to establish the park. His efforts have protected the original natural features of the Everglades, and thus protected countless wild animals that live and breed in this specific environment.

Ernest Coe Tourist Center has two wooden plank roads, one of which is built on the water, through which you can go deep into the nearby marsh. There are endless yellow green sedges on both sides of the plank road. The water in the marsh is very clear, with green duckweeds floating on it. Some water birds skim over the water. Occasionally, crocodiles can be found hiding in the water plants.

After crossing the plank road on the water, Jason came to another plank road. This plank road built in the forest is very short. When passing through it, you can see some birds in the forest. After the heavy rain yesterday, a scene of vitality has been restored here.

When I stepped out of the forest, my vision suddenly broadened a lot. There was a parking lot in front of me. Beside the parking lot, there were lots of lawns. Some discarded mats and picnic garbage were scattered on the lawn. A car stopped on the lawn, and there were two clear tracks behind it.

There are few cars in the parking lot. The windows of several cars have been broken, and there is a lot of rain in the car. The white buildings behind the parking lot are the reception area and rest area of the tourist center. Jason and his people approached carefully. They came to a row of houses with light blue eaves and stopped.

Two zombies at the gate of the tourist center heard the news here. They found Jason and the soldiers were pointing their guns at their heads at the same time. When the gunshot sounded, it startled some water birds nearby.

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

The ground of the tourist center hall is full of garbage, and some corpses mixed in it can no longer be distinguished from their original appearance. The room was full of rotten smell. Some people frowned and began to reduce their breathing rate.

The wooden table was covered with dark brown blood stains. The chairs fell on the ground in disorder. The soldiers were very careful when they landed, sometimes they had to step on the garbage.

When he entered, Jason saw that the floor was covered with glass slag. This was originally an exhibition area, where many specimens of animals and plants were placed in glass cabinets for tourists to enjoy. The glass cabinets have been broken on the ground, some specimens have been exposed to the humid air, and some places have started to mildew.

The building area of the tourist center is not large. Jason checked the rooms one by one. Finally, he found a highly decomposed body in a locked room.

A diary beside the body attracted his attention.