The road to Vacaville

The evacuation vehicle that was parked in the waterfront looked like an average vehicle of it's type in 1997. It was dark green with red crosses painted on it, looking like a smaller tank with wheels and a rectangle trunk with space for stretchers to carry the injured.

"It's a one seater, so you'll have to use the back." Amy stated as she climbed up and entered the vehicle's driver's seat through a circular opening that was almost too tight for her, narrowly avoiding a tight squeeze with her wide hips, fat ass, and plump thighs.

After Amy closed the hatch, Hailey entered the back, closing the steel door as she laid on the stretcher to catch her breath and rest her legs, sore from running.

The engine started up, the armoured evacuation vehicle moving it's thick wheels as it pulled away from the waterfront, moving towards the exit of the small city.

Bye Suisun, it was nice knowing you, Hailey sighed as she shut her eyes, recalling her childhood memories before all this alien invasion bullshit happened.

I really hope my parents and relatives are doing OK, Hailey worried about her family in the state they were visiting, wishing that the aliens wouldn't discover them.

The sounds of battle and laser beams faded away as the evacuation vehicle trundled away from the city, moving on the road to Vacaville.