However, their firepower was like trying to put out a forest fire with a cup of water against the tide-like zombies.
A frantic team member shouted at the captain beside him, "Captain Zhang Lei, we can't hold on much longer. We just can't kill them all. Isn't there any reinforcement?"
"Cut the crap. Don't daydream. There's no more reinforcement. We are the last line of defense. We have to hold the line, even if it means dying here. No retreat is allowed," Zhang Lei roared while firing his rifle.
"Yes!"
The surrounded team members had no choice but to keep fighting.
However, the zombies surged forward in a frenzy, about to break through their ranks.
Suddenly, figures leaped into the trenches from behind, firing at the zombies, significantly reducing the pressure.
Zhang Lei and his team were stunned. Turning around, they saw none other than Zhao Han and the last of the garrison jumping in. Zhang Lei's eyes immediately moistened, and with deep emotion, he said to Zhao Han.
