Chapter 515 Storm
As the sun dipped lower, Duke glanced at the sky.
Instead of the usual fiery red hue, it appeared dark and ominous, the air unnaturally still.
"Hurry up, a storm's coming," he ordered, prompting the others to look up.
Given the intense heat earlier that day, Duke knew this storm wouldn't be ordinary.
A sense of unease settled in him—he worried they might get caught outside.
Despite not having traveled too far from the factory and knowing that some zombies still roamed nearby, he pushed the STAU to bring out the trucks.
"Get the trucks ready, we need to move fast!"
"Understood, Vice City Lord!" The STAU quickly retrieved the trucks from their space.
The drivers rushed to their seats while the rest of the warriors fought outside, clearing a path.
As the engine of the truck roared to life, the warriors slowly began boarding.
Duke made his way to the front, climbing into the passenger seat.