Atlas City Emergency Operations Center…
Maxwell frowned hard as he read the report the satellite control center had sent over.
Over the past few weeks, compounds had been getting wiped out one after another by zombie hordes. In just a single week, dozens of small and mid-sized compounds had vanished. The weight of it sat heavy in his chest.
"Looks like we need to fast-track that Federal Emergency Summit," Maxwell muttered.
He looked up. "Have the satellite phones been distributed to every compound yet?"
"They have," an aide answered immediately. "We already had staff from the government Safe Zones in each region handle delivery to the non-government compounds. Most compounds have received their phones. There are still a few that haven't."
"Why?"
