Chapter 918

The group worked quickly, loading as many civilians onto the truck as they could. But with only one vehicle, space ran out fast. "Please let me get on! I can't stay here. Take me with you!" One desperate civilian gripped Olivia's arm tightly, eyes full of pleading. "I don't want to stay either!" another cried. "Get me out of here! This place is a nightmare!" Olivia massaged her temples, frustration mounting as she addressed the crowd, "Listen, we only have this one truck. Find somewhere safe to hide, and we'll come back for you once we've gotten these people to safety." "But there's nowhere safe! The zombies aren't even dead—look at them! Please, I don't want to be left behind!" Panic rippled through the crowd, and soon, sobs and desperate pleas filled the air. Anya was hesitant. "Olivia, we can't just leave them here. The zombies are only stunned. If they snap out of it, these people won't survive." "But what do you want me to do? We don't have another truck!" Olivia replied.