The truck was moving fast, as the vehicle made it’s way to area twelve, it was the last place that they have not yet checked before finally being able to say that the outer district is safe again.
“Seems everyone’s really feeling the pressure right now, eh Max’y,” Gil chuckled.
“Yes,” he nods.
The old man was sitting beside him at the back of the truck. Everyone was quiet and still shaky after doing several sweeps already.
They knew what was waiting and what to expect as there were several so called nest that had really strong zombie guards.
They already had several injured because of some infected managing to overpower some of them, but still no one was able to back out since it was also their safety that was at stake.
He kind of understand what Lance was feeling, but he knew that
