Chapter 621: Out of Ammunition and Food

The commander saw that the troops in front had already engaged with the zombies, so he wanted to fight and retreat. Just then, the roar of zombies also came from the right.

"This must be done by the group of people who attacked the base. They must be in the basement now."

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

But no matter how angry he was, it was of no avail. At the moment, there were only so many people in the base, and now they were surrounded by zombies, and there wasn't even a fortification that could be defended.

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

"Everyone, cover each other, let's retreat to the iron cage behind."

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

And at this time, the people in the iron cage were vaguely divided into three parts: one part was the crew members led by the Captain on the transport ship, one part was the people looted 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 cage.

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

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

Anthony looked at his subordinates who were getting more and more excited, and had to interrupt his fantasy.

"Do you think that relying on a few of us, unarmed, we can make the 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 died in such military bases. If we wait any longer..."

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

"I know all these things you said. 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 exploding outside the iron cage illuminated Anthony's face under the cloak. On the angular face were traces blown by wind and sand. The long-unmanaged beard made this Prince in his early thirties look somewhat decadent.

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

Su Ye basically figured out the underground structure of this semi-finished small base. Perhaps because the soldiers were all summoned away, he returned to the stairs smoothly.

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

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

And the soldiers hiding in the iron cage and besieging the zombies also faced the dilemma of lacking ammunition supplies. They never dreamed that an encounter battle would occur. Now the ammunition supplies were soon not enough to use.

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

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 then they could only be trapped to death in this iron cage.

After the commander told the soldiers to save bullets, he put his eyes on the crowd staring at him behind him. It was feared that once the bullets in their hands were used up, those people who were grabbed would pounce on them.

Thinking of this, the commander stopped the soldiers shooting zombies and let them turn their guns to point at the crowd in the cage.

The Captain and others felt tight in their hearts, not expecting these soldiers to actually stop shooting zombies, but to turn their guns to aim at themselves.

"I am very sorry to tell you that we are running 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 like themselves? Even if they die, they have to pull a cushion.

At this time, the rebels hiding behind were somewhat moved. Someone wanted to squeeze to the front, but was stopped by Anthony. The rebels looked at the Prince who had experienced many hardships during this period with some incomprehension. He looked more stable than before, and wisdom light flashed in his melancholy eyes.

But the 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 coming back to say these things? I think we can wait a little longer!"

After listening to the Prince's words, the rebels realized that these soldiers turning their guns at this time was clearly to guard against them, and their hearts were suddenly full of fear.

Just then, the commander in front looked at the crowd watching coldly, but he had been prepared for a long time, so he continued to speak: ===== CHAPTER 623 =====