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After I Fully Prepared for the Apocalypse, the Ungrateful Cried with Regret novel Chapter 325

Chapter 325: Chapter 325: No One Believes Her

"There are so few of us! How can we possibly win?"

A man frantically grabbed the walkie-talkie and yelled.

"Yeah! Why don’t you join us? If we die, it won’t do you any good either!"

another woman with short hair added.

"You have no choice."

The voice on the other end of the walkie-talkie said after a moment of silence.

After that, the truck ground to a complete halt.

Meanwhile, the two SUVs up ahead continued to speed away.

"They obviously brought us here just to be cannon fodder."

said Ian Logan, the man who had spoken to Wayne Warner earlier.

The Mutant Tigers were about to catch up. If they didn’t get out of the truck and fight, everyone on board would become a canned feast for the two beasts.

"I knew they couldn’t be this nice. Saying all we had to do was survive... how could anyone survive this?"

"We should have fought back together earlier. We might have had a chance to make it out alive."

"Heh heh heh... we’re all going to die anyway. Whether we quit or not, we’re all dead. It’s not my fault, not my fault, I didn’t get him killed..."

The woman sitting next to Nina Jacobs muttered, her expression vacant.

Just then, the two zombies from earlier lunged at the nearest Mutant Tiger.

Unsurprisingly, the two zombies were instantly trampled into paste.

"Looks like the zombie trick won’t work."

Ben Lawson, still watching from a distance, said from inside his vehicle.

They had used zombies to turn Mutated Animals into zombie animals time and time again with great success, but they hadn’t expected the Mutant Tigers to be so enormous.

These two Mutant Tigers were twice the size of the one that the siblings, Wayne and Summer Warner, had killed before.

"Two Mutant Tigers. Besides those useless wastes, we have over thirty Superpower Users. If we take turns, it shouldn’t be hard."

said Leo Flynn, a Fire Element Superpower User sitting in the back.

"Everyone, on your guard! Prepare for battle at any moment!"

Magnus York commanded.

"Understood. I bet they can hold them off for ten minutes."

Anselm Vance said over the walkie-talkie from a vehicle further back, a hint of a smile in his voice.

"You’re giving them too much credit. Six minutes, tops."

"No one’s dared to come out yet. Are they just going to get swatted away in one hit?"

The people in the cars watched with excitement.

The distance between the truck and the SUVs wasn’t too great; Ben Lawson and his group could already see the two Mutant Tigers drawing closer.

But at the rear of the truck, out of their sight, two figures were preparing to get out.

"Are you two crazy?"

a man in his twenties dressed in black asked, looking at Nina Jacobs and her companion.

"What’s the alternative? Wait here to die?"

Nina Jacobs knew these people had already given up.

"But we’re no match for them."

The man in black wasn’t exactly a willing sacrifice either.

He just didn’t want to do anything for those people anymore.

He didn’t want to let them get their way, not even if it meant stalling for just one more minute.

"Do you want to live?"

The woman didn’t look at him, but he couldn’t help but answer, "I do."

’Who wouldn’t, if they had the chance?’

"Anyone who wants to live, help us stall one of them."

Nina Jacobs said.

"Is this girl scared stupid?"

Ian Logan sneered.

"Help you stall one so you two can escape? You want to use us as human shields?"

In this post-apocalyptic world, no one would believe the words of a strange woman.

But Nina Jacobs didn’t care.

’If I take care of these two Mutant Tigers, I’ll only have twelve left for my Task 2.’

"I’ll help you!"

The man in black from before followed them out of the truck.

It wasn’t because he believed them, but because Nina Jacobs’s words had moved him.

He really did want to live.

A man and a woman followed him down.

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