Mysterious Hunting Ground

Chapter 32 32. Lake Mead

Monday morning in the last week of May.

There is no sunshine in Las Vegas, and the chilling wind is blowing in the air, like a banshee burrowing into the skin.

The two cars drove all the way out of Las Vegas and onto the wide, flat interstate highway between Arizona and Nevada.

The road began to extend downwards, turning into a gentle slope.

Dean poked his head out of the car window, and in the distance, a blue lake came into view.

There is no sun today, but the color of the lake is still amazingly beautiful, like a gem lying between the cliffs, the calm lake is filled with azure glow.

Dean narrowed his eyes and looked at Caroline beside him,

"What is the specific process of today's Memorial Day?"

"It's very simple, go to the shore of Lake Mead, chat and bask in the sun, oh no, there is no sun today, I can only enjoy the barbecue party at noon, wait until three o'clock in the afternoon, and mourn for the dead soldiers and relatives for 5 minutes on time, and then disband and go home. Everyone continues to enjoy the two-day holiday on Tuesday and Wednesday."

Caroline flicked her ponytails and smiled sweetly,
"There is no parade and salute? Take the opportunity to invite a few veterans to give speeches, recall the glory of the past, and promote American patriotism?"

"Didn't you find out? These projects were done last Friday." Caroline hugged his arm tightly and exhaled mischievously into his ear.

Dean smiled helplessly.

Don't look at this rock girl who is open on the surface, but in fact she is a slippery eel, she will slide away when she catches it, but Dean doesn't mind it, and just treats all of this as an adjustment after training.

There was a commotion from the other side of the sofa.

"Squeeze me out, honey...why don't you bring your Dodge over here!"

The two latecomers, Noah's girlfriend Mary and Liam's girlfriend sat on the "human sofa" and complained.

"Haha, isn't it easier to have a deep exchange of feelings if you squeeze?" Liam scratched his girlfriend's waist and kissed the long hair on her back.

……

After running lively for more than half an hour, the time came to ten o'clock in the morning.

Everyone arrived at their destination.

The Chevrolet and Ford stopped and Dean opened the door.

"Have you ever been here?"

Caroline followed him out of the car, and there were more than [-] cars parked by the lake, as well as a bus used to pick up students.

Teachers and students of the school, as well as other strange tourists, are spreading picnic cloths and building grills in a fiery atmosphere.

"I've never left Vegas before."

Dean said,
"Then you're right this time. How can you be a Vegas native if you haven't been to Lake Mead?"

Caroline patted his chest.

Dean walked slowly to the beach on the shore, took a handful of cold lake water, and looked up, loess, sandy beach, cliffs surrounded by jagged and strange rocks, and cruise ships rented by the beach in the distance.

It is obviously surrounded by endless desert, but in this boring yellow sand, there is such a beautiful artificial lake.

The water quality is clear, the bottom can be seen clearly, and it is so calm that there is no ripple.

Fishing, diving, and boating are also available.

Lake Mead is like a sapphire dotted in a golden sand table, a mirage in an illusion.

Dean grinned and asked,

"Having a barbecue party in such a beautiful place won't damage the environment? The government allows it?"

"A special request has been made, as long as all the garbage is cleaned up after the party, it will be fine."

Caroline squatted beside him and poured a handful of water on him with a smile.

Dean put his hand in front of the shoulder bag.

"What treasure is in the bag that you care about so much? You seemed to have it with you when you rested last night."

Caroline's eyes sparkled with deep curiosity.

"A few novels to pass the time."

Dean smiled.
Caroline wanted to continue asking, but a voice interrupted her.

"Look, what a peaceful Sleeping Beauty."

Cardi and Rust combined crabs to come over arrogantly and put down the vegetable bucket, looking at the lake,

"It is said that this 'beauty' has hidden murderous intentions. Las Vegas casino thugs and gangsters, a favorite sport is to sink the corpses covered with stones and chains into the bottom of Lake Mead to destroy them. The Lake District has been born for more than 40 years, if ten people die a year..."

"Based on what you're saying, isn't Lake Mead equivalent to a mass grave? We're having a barbecue party by the lake," Katie suddenly said, "Isn't it just dancing on the grave?"

"There are worse things." Rust held an onion tightly, his face turned blue, "Geography teacher Shia said that Lake Mead provides drinking water for millions of people in California, Nevada, Arizona and other states." Water, guess where the drinking water in the desert oasis Las Vegas comes from?"

Dean frowned, and the initial dreaminess faded away.

Britney and Caroline, who eavesdropped on their ears, turned pale.

We've been drinking corpse water?
"Shut up, idiot! I haven't seen you drinking water for so many years, come and help!" Liam, who was peeling carrots with a knife, made a stabbing gesture, "Speaking of such disappointing words, believe it or not I will sink the three of you to the bottom first."

……

Dean and his team started to set up a grill, laid charcoal, set up an iron pan, chopped onions, diced carrots, corn cubes, chopped parsley and other spices. Mari, wearing an apron, stood in front of the grill and prepared the barbecue soup. Flip the steaks to control the heat.

Beside the grills one by one, the steaks are sizzling with oil, and the blackened corn kernels crackle and explode, and the aroma rises with the curling smoke, floating into the gloomy sky.

Like a row of tentacles stretching out into the dark clouds.

This was a new experience for Dean.

In his previous life, he rarely participated in barbecues in the wild.

Moreover, he is a fake celestial person, and his cooking skills are average, so he can be beaten.

……

The barbecue party was organized in an orderly manner. In order to avoid outside interference, Dean deliberately chose the most remote corner of the entire barbecue camp.

But it turns out he underestimated the reach and popularity of Good Morning.

In just half an hour, several waves of different people came over to say hello.

The black man with an afro, a floral t-shirt, and ripped jeans greeted today's ghostly weather with a rhythmic rap, and then bumped fists with the band members one by one.

The non-mainstream family in leather clothes, leather pants, eye shadow, and couples, hugged the shoulders of the three of Liam and whispered affectionately, and then walked away with some corn, grilled sausage, and juice.

A gentle nerd wearing glasses, holding a small notebook, fanatically asked for the band's autograph, but kept sneaking glances at Caroline, who had fluttering blonde hair, fair complexion, and a hot figure.

……

But without exception, when these eyes fell on Dean and Ruster in the morning team, they would show undisguised surprise.

How does an Asian guy and a little transparent who likes to play herring get mixed up with the school's most popular rock band?

"Open your mouth..."

Caroline thoughtfully put a grilled sausage to Dean's mouth. The slender fingers like green onions were covered with grease, which looked very attractive.

Dean was not hypocritical, and took a hard bite.

Caroline smiled with satisfaction, her big eyes sparkling with splendor.The words spoken are like the sounds of nature.

"Don't be like those idiots, they don't know anything, they'll be mediocre for the rest of their lives, and they can't even afford a house in Las Vegas. You're different, Dean, you can write good songs, you're a A genius, destined to shine in the music world!"

Dean glanced at the girl.

Although he knew that the other party had ulterior motives to please him, he still had a little bit of benefit in his heart.

"Caroline?"

"Ok?"

"You will definitely become a big singer in the future."

The girl's eyes are bent into crescent moons,
"Don't make promises lightly. If you can't keep them, I'll settle accounts with you."

……

A group of people feasted around the wooden square table next to the grill.

Dean did as he remembered.

Bacon, steak, lettuce, fried onion rings, pickled cucumbers, hot melted cheese between each layer, sprinkled with spices.

Layer after layer sandwiched between two slices of bread.

A steaming mille-feuille is freshly baked!
Dean licked his lips and bit down.

Well……

The rich juice exploded in the mouth, and the rich ingredients filled the cheeks.

The sense of satisfaction is overwhelming!
……

"I still vividly remember, a few years ago, the day that Noah guy applied to be in the band and it just blew my mind."

Liam took a big bite of the pistol drumstick and started thinking about the past,
"A khaki jacket and dusty trousers. You are thin and hunchbacked, just like a grandma from the country. Yes, you are originally from a farm in rural Arizona!"

"Bah! The old grandma is better than you, the GAY guy in GAY!" Noah straightened the cockscomb head that was blown by the wind,

"Cynthia, when your boyfriend was in junior high school, he had a boyfriend, and he had a boyfriend!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Believe it or not, I'll tear your mouth apart!"

"Have you heard that man would say 'tear your mouth'?"

"Forget it, don't care about mentally handicapped children, let's talk about something explosive. My girlfriend secretly told me about the measurements of Caroline, the core character of our band. Are you interested?"

"How do you want to die?" Caroline raised her fork with cold eyes,
Dean enjoyed the delicious food and the chatter in his ears, opened his belly, and ate a full amount of food from the previous day.

After about an hour, everyone was full of wine and food, and their bodies were warm. Because they began to digest food, their brains were ischemic and their heads were dizzy.

Dean glanced at the girl beside him, and Caroline blushed, and secretly pulled down the hem of the vest to cover her slightly protruding belly.

……

Such beautiful moments.

squeak--

Not far away, there was a sudden, harsh, screeching brake.

Pairs of eyes in the campsite by the lake looked over.

"Who, why parked indiscriminately?"

An M151 Jeep was parked across the slope between the lake and the highway, like a black riot wall, blocking the way out.

The door opened, like the wings of a giant black bat, and three people got out of the car, one on the left and one on the right.

They were all wrapped in tight army green jackets, with a full-face steel helmet that looked like a motorcycle rider's helmet covering their entire face, and the square black goggles around their eyes reflected cold light.

They looked bloated and heavy, as if they were wearing an old set of armor, and there was a trace of chill in their bulkiness, just like this gloomy weather.

Dean's heart skipped a beat.

These three people made him feel inexplicably familiar.

What are they trying to do?
The three of them got out of the car each carrying a pair of heavy, long, dark-colored handbags. One stood on the spot and squatted down, unzipping the zipper of the handbag.

One went straight to the parking lot.

A man walked through the barbecue camp and limped towards the lake. His inappropriate attire and strange behavior attracted most of the attention in the camp.

Someone sensed something was wrong,

"Sir, please take off the helmet, you're scaring the kids." The baseball team coach Tom walked over and grabbed the helmeted man's shoulder, but was thrown away by the other side, and the man continued to walk firmly towards the lake. side.

"Stop! I warn you out of trouble!"

Tom warned loudly with sharp eyes, and several tall men walked out of the crowd and surrounded him with him.

"Stop sir!"

The man stopped by the lake, and suddenly a masculine and loud male voice sounded from the helmet, like a soldier giving a password.

Several teachers of the school were instantly stopped by this battle.

The noise in the camp suddenly stopped.

"We're sodiers!"

The man put down his handbag and patted the disabled foot awkwardly,
"We gave everything to America, our youth, our health, our families, and for its sake our hands were stained with the blood of innocents."

High-pitched voices rang through the camp.

"But when we are injured and sick, it ignores the injustice we have suffered and sweeps us into the trash as waste!"

"Let us drink, fight, commit suicide, and go to hell."

"It has abandoned the warriors who shed blood for it!"

The companion on the opposite side walked to the side of the parking lot and took over his conversation.

At the same time, the man squatting beside the Humvee stood up, holding up a long, black weapon with both hands. Dean, who visited the gun shop not long ago, recognized it at a glance——

Fully automatic, AK-47.

"Fuck, damn the United States, and fxxk, the hypocritical and disgusting society, all have to pay the price!"

"cost…"

The announcement of grief and despair was mixed with a gust of cold wind passing through the camp, like the whimper of death.

The man raised his black gun and pointed it at the crowd in the lakeside camp.

(End of this chapter)