Chapter 279

Seeing that the troops in front had already engaged with the zombies, the commander wanted to fight and retreat. Just then, the roars of zombies also came from the right.

"This must be the work of the group that attacked the base. They must be in the basement now."

The commander shot and killed a zombie and roared angrily. The zombies that were clearly left for the enemy were now being used to deal with himself.

But no matter how angry he was, it was of no use. At present, there were only so many people in the base, and now they were surrounded by zombies, without even a fortification to defend.

Just then, the commander saw the laborers who were safe and sound in the iron cages and hurriedly said:

"Everyone, cover each other, we'll retreat to the iron cages behind."

Everyone heard the commander's order and hurriedly retreated to the iron cages in batches.

At this moment, the people in the iron cages were vaguely divided into three parts: one part was the crew led by the captain on the transport ship, one part was the people abducted from the sea like the captain, and the last part was the rebels with the fewest people.

And these so-called rebels were hiding behind the crowd, staring coldly at the soldiers retreating into the cages.

"Prince, now is a good opportunity. Teuton's lackeys are dealing with those zombies. If we take this opportunity to solve them, we can occupy this military base while it's weak.

When the time comes, we will establish a base here. I think many people with lofty ideals will respond to your call. At that time, we will be able to overthrow Teuton's rule and recast the glory of the kingdom."

Anthony looked at his subordinate who was getting more and more excited as he spoke and had to interrupt his fantasy.

"Do you think that relying on a few of us, unarmed, we can make soldiers who far outnumber us and are armed to the teeth obediently hand over their lives to us?"

This rebel looked at Anthony and said:

"But Prince, this might be the best opportunity we can encounter. Many of our people have already died in this kind of military base. If we wait any longer..."

Speaking of this, the person stopped speaking, and the meaning between the lines was self-evident.

"I know everything you're saying. I have failed the warriors who followed me. But now is not the best time for us to act, and the strength of a few of us is not enough."

The firelight from outside the iron cage illuminated Anthony's face under the cloak. The angular face had traces of wind and sand, and the long-untrimmed beard made this prince in his thirties look a bit decadent.

But in the eyes hidden under the cloak, there was a ball of fire burning fiercely.

At this time, Ye Su had basically figured out the underground structure of this semi-finished small base. Perhaps because the soldiers had all been gathered away, it was smooth to return to the stairs.

When reuniting with Celine, Ye Su also understood the fact that the base personnel were surrounded by zombies in the center of the base.

Ye Su led Celine back to the underground garage, chose the strange vehicle the base had specially modified to deal with zombies, and drove out from the basement quietly.

And the soldiers who were besieging the zombies in the iron cages also faced the dilemma of lacking ammunition supplies. They never dreamed that there would be an encounter battle, and now the ammunition supplies were soon not enough to use.

Some soldiers had even thrown their rifles aside and switched to pistols. Firearms without bullets were not as good as a fire poker.

Clearly, the commander also realized the seriousness of the matter. Once the bullets were used up, everyone would probably lose the means to fight the zombies, and at that time, they could only be trapped to death in this iron cage.

After the commander told the soldiers to save bullets, he set his sights on the crowd watching covetously behind him. He was afraid that once the bullets in his hands were used up, those who had been grabbed would pounce on them.

Thinking of this, the commander stopped the soldiers from shooting the zombies and told them to turn their guns toward the crowd in the cages.

The captain and the others felt a tightness in their hearts. They hadn't expected these soldiers to stop shooting zombies and instead turn their guns toward themselves.

"I regret to tell you that we are almost out of bullets. Once the bullets are used up, we will have no chance to go out."

Everyone sneered. In their view, wouldn't it be better for these soldiers to stay here just like them? Even if they died, they would drag someone to be a cushion.

The rebels hiding in the back were a bit moved, and some people wanted to squeeze to the front, but were stopped by Anthony. The rebels looked at the prince who had been through the storms during this time with some incomprehension. He looked more stable than before, and his melancholy eyes shone with the light of wisdom.

However, his subordinates couldn't sit still. After being stopped, they persuaded:

"Prince, now is a good opportunity. They don't have many bullets left, we should be able to take them down soon!"

"Why do you think they didn't wait until the bullets were fired before saying these things? I think we can wait a little longer!"

Hearing the Prince's words, the rebels suddenly realized that these soldiers turning their guns at this time was clearly to guard against them, and they felt a burst of lingering fear in their hearts.

Just then, the commander in front looked at the crowd watching coldly and said:

"I know everyone wishes we were dead, but continuing to treat you like this does no one any good. Under the siege of the zombies, if there is no food, everyone will starve to death here.

And now, I am prepared to select a group of soldiers from among you. As long as we break through this time, these selected soldiers will no longer have to stay here."

Several people in the crowd were immediately moved. At this moment, one person spoke up and asked:

"Then how do we know if what you're saying is true? What if you're lying to us?"

Seeing someone speak up, a smile immediately appeared on the commander's face.

"David, give him a gun! One with a bayonet!"

David was stunned for a moment after hearing the commander's words, then he understood the commander's meaning.

So he found a bayonet, attached it to an assault rifle, and then handed the gun to that man!

At this moment, the crowd became restless. This was actually giving out real guns!

The commander smiled and said:

"Stop looking at the gun, come over here. You are already one of us."

Hearing the commander's words, the man immediately raised his head, carried the gun, and walked out of the crowd. At this time, the discussions among the people in the crowd became even louder.

The commander struck while the iron was hot and hurriedly said: "However, we don't need many soldiers. This is a chance to change your fate; if you don't seize it now, it will be gone later!"

"Me!"

"Me!"

Several people in the crowd squeezed to the front, and the commander signaled David to distribute the guns.

Soon, several people received firearms, one gun per person. At this moment, everyone became jealous. Having a gun meant having a guarantee. As long as they waited until the zombies in front of them were wiped out, they could become soldiers of the base, instead of laborers living in constant fear here.

Meanwhile, the rebels here also began to persuade the prince one after another. Some said that once they got the guns, they would turn against the soldiers and wipe them out, while others said they should blend into the base's army and plan slowly.

Anthony spoke up and interrupted them.

"Don't you think there's a problem with this? Since they dare to distribute firearms, they must have already made preparations. Let's wait and see!"

"But!"

The crowd still wanted to retort, but seeing the prince close his eyes and fall into deep thought, they didn't dare to say anything more.

They only muttered in their hearts whether they had followed the wrong person. Could a prince who was so afraid of death really succeed in restoring the country?

Just at this moment, a commotion broke out in the front. It turned out that the newcomers who had just received the guns discovered that there were no bullets in them.

Facing the agitated crowd, the commander said unhurriedly:

"Some of you have never used a gun before. What if it goes off accidentally after you get it? Besides, we are currently short on ammunition and cannot waste it."

"Then why did you give us guns?"

A strange smile appeared on the commander's face.

"Of course, it's to deal with the zombies. I already said before that I need manpower to deal with the zombies. I can't let you go up empty-handed, right?"

Sure enough, there is no such thing as a free lunch in this world. When the crowd heard that they had to deal with zombies in close combat, they immediately started making a scene. On the spot, some people threw their guns on the ground and wanted to leave.

The person who spoke just now said angrily:

"You are deceiving Laozi into selling his life for you. I'm not doing it!"

The commander pulled out his pistol, took down the new recruit who wanted to leave, and said with a fierce look in his eyes:

"Is the army a place where you can come and go as you please? Now, all of you go fight the zombies. Anyone who doesn't go will be treated as a deserter. This is the outcome."

The few who wanted to quit stood where they were with ugly expressions. Now that they were on this pirate ship, it would be difficult to get off.

The commander looked at the few people standing still and frowned, saying: "What are you all standing there for? Did you forget what I just said?"