Chapter 623

Seeing the gun muzzle aimed at them, the few people in front were suddenly cowardly, helplessly picked up the firearms on the ground, and came to the iron cage under the gaze of the gun muzzle.

Looking at the dense rotten arms grabbing inside along the gap of the steel pipe, these newcomers were suddenly full of regret. Why did they believe the other party's ghost words?

And the rebels looked at the Prince sitting beside him and closing his eyes to rest with joy. Fortunately, the Prince opposed it, otherwise, several people would probably have to face the zombies directly. If they were accidentally scratched by the zombies, their lives would be gone.

With the addition of close combat personnel, the situation at the moment was much better. The zombies outside were constantly shot and killed, but what followed was that everyone was left with only small pistols.

The soldiers looked at each other. At this time, everyone understood that it was time to fight with bayonets, but the few newcomers before had all been scratched by zombies without exception.

So they all held pistols and slowed down the shooting rate, for fear that the next one to have close combat with the zombies would be themselves.

Looking at the crowd without fighting spirit, the commander had no way. Although there were not many zombies outside, it was enough for everyone to drink a pot.

Just then, Prince Anthony opened his eyes. The gunfire in front had become sparse, and it was obvious that the bullets had been emptied.

Anthony looked at the rebels surrounding him and said:

"It's time, we should go up and eliminate those soldiers. Levin, you take a team to incite the crowd, and the rest of you follow me to kill those soldiers."

"Prince, why don't I lead the team? Gunfire doesn't have eyes, you are too risky like this." ===== CHAPTER 625 =====