Next, there was another battle of attrition that lasted for an hour.
When the members of the mercenary group withdrew from the second line of defense to the third line of defense, everyone in the temporary command post looked unhappy.
This is not because of the heavy casualties. On the contrary, during this hour, the mercenary groups became more and more tacit, and both the casualties and the number of damaged combat robots were reduced.
But the problem is that ammunition cannot be increased out of thin air.
At this time, most of the ammunition brought by each mercenary group had been consumed.
"How much total ammunition is left, have you calculated it?" While a group of mechas were going out to fight, Lin Xinghai asked a soldier in charge of statistics.
"According to the amounts reported by each mercenary group, our remaining total ammunition is only about 43%." The soldier quickly reported.
After hearing this, Lin Xinghai couldn't help but rub his head, and after a while he said: "In this case, you let the military department keep 5% of the ammunition here. This is the ammunition to prepare for a breakout. The rest will be divided equally. If
If we can’t win even after fighting, we have no choice but to withdraw.”
At this time, even he couldn't make a judgment on the current situation. After more than two hours of fighting, although a lot of ammunition was consumed, the number of zombies they killed had reached 180,000.
After killing so many zombies, it can be clearly seen from a high place that the number of zombies within a few kilometers has been reduced by more than half.
Therefore, in the end, it’s hard to say whether the ammunition will run out first or the zombies will be killed first.
Under this situation, they could only bite the bullet and continue to fight against the zombie tide.
...
Time passed slowly, and with everyone feeling a little tormented, more than an hour passed.
Lin Xinghai once again issued the order to retreat, this time giving up the third line of defense, and all mercenary groups withdrew to the mall.
This was their last holding point, but at this time, all the mercenaries did not have any nervous expressions on their faces, but instead showed some unwillingness.
From the beginning of the battle to now, the number of zombies they have killed has exceeded 250,000.
At this time, there are only more than 40,000 zombies left outside, and there are not many zombies left within a few kilometers nearby. The few "hunters" are now roaring desperately, and they can only call up two to three thousand at a time.
of zombies.
Obviously this is a sign of victory.
But the problem is that they really don't have much ammunition. They have survived the most difficult stage. If they lose this battle because of lack of ammunition, it will be too frustrating.
"Have you calculated how much ammunition each mercenary group has left in their hands now?" Lin Xinghai asked.
"Not counting the part we reserved, only 9% is left." The person in charge of statistics said with some seriousness.
"So the remaining ammunition can't annihilate the more than 40,000 corpses outside?" Lin Xinghai seemed to be asking a question, but also seemed to be talking to himself.
"Yes, according to computer calculations, we are at least short of the ammunition needed to kill more than 10,000 zombies." On the other side, a person responsible for coordinating the battle replied.
Lin Xinghai was silent for a while, and finally said fiercely: "Then use the 5% of the spare bullets and annihilate all these zombies."
"No!" Zhang Yue suddenly became anxious, and he quickly persuaded: "We can't use up all the bullets! Otherwise, we will be in trouble when we go back later."
"Also, although there don't seem to be many zombies nearby, it doesn't mean there are none at all. Didn't you see that more than 1,000 zombies just came?"
"Although this zombie is nothing compared to the zombie horde, if we run out of bullets, it will definitely be the straw that breaks the camel's back."
"Then just don't shoot all the bullets." Lin Xinghai blocked all Zhang Yue's words with one sentence.
"Give me the order. When the mecha brigade comes back, they will be divided into five squads and take turns to go out and kill each other for at least 10 minutes at a time. It doesn't matter how much perception is consumed. What I want now is to win this war."
"In addition, all mercenary groups are required to hand over armor-piercing bullets, and all high-level zombies in the zombie wave will be dealt with by me."
"Just let them take care of the mid-level zombies and ordinary zombies. Remember that you must aim before you shoot, and don't waste a bullet. If you are not good at shooting, then don't shoot, and hide behind the combat robot to hit the target.
That’s it.”
"As well as those people with super powers in the mercenary group, don't save your superpowers at this time, let them go and kill them for me."
Lin Xinghai's series of orders almost stunned everyone. After being stunned for a moment, they hurriedly went to deliver the order.
And as this series of orders were issued, an emotion called anticipation gradually arose in the hearts of all the mercenary groups.
Since Lin Xinghai's rise, he has created too many miracles, so even such an order seems unreasonable and not rational enough.
But the more this happens, the more at ease everyone feels, because now if they want to break the situation, they have to break the rules.
Everyone believed that as long as Lin Xinghai took action, the situation would be reversed.
The mecha brigade was rushing outside, trying their best to prevent the zombie tide from crossing the last line of defense, and preparing for the people at the clearing point.
After the mercenary group received the order from Lin Xinghai, some mercenaries who were not good at marksmanship took out the bullets from their bodies without giving orders and gave them to the mercenaries who were good at marksmanship.
After Lin Xinghai got the armor-piercing bullet, he was also making preparations.
Since their clearing point was a shopping mall, the best shooting point was on the roof of the building, so the shooting platform installed on the armored vehicle was unusable.
Even because the shopping mall was surrounded by zombies from all directions, he had to run around in order to take care of all the places.
Of course, with Lin Xinghai's speed, there is no problem in running for a while, but in order to keep up with his ammunition consumption, several shooting points need to be temporarily established, and someone needs to load bullets at each shooting point.
Fortunately, what they lacked were bullets, not guns, and they also had plenty of manpower, so Lin Xinghai arranged people at the four corners of the mall.
Everyone was preparing very quickly, but the zombie tide was also rushing in very quickly. Even though there were hundreds of mechas rushing outside, it was impossible to block all the zombies.
Chuchuchu!
Lin Xinghai directly used both hands to shoot, and bullets poured out like rain.
The high-level zombies originally mixed among the zombies were definitely the most troublesome existence for the mercenary groups. Even members of the third-level mercenary group often required the cooperation of two people to kill a high-level zombie after some aiming.
Zombies.
But here in Lin Xinghai, there is no distinction between intermediate and high-level zombies. To him, they are all just a matter of one shot.
The two mercenaries who were arranged to load bullets at this shooting point were even more dumbfounded.
They were all transferred from other mercenary groups and had never seen how Lin Xinghai slaughtered zombies before.
When they received the order, they heard that 10 Ripper rifles were to be prepared and all loaded with bullets. In fact, they felt a little resentful and felt that it was making a mountain out of a molehill.
But now when they saw that Lin Xinghai directly turned on the strafing mode and emptied the magazines of two Ripper rifles in just 5 seconds, they instantly realized that they were wrong.
At this rate of fire, not to mention preparing 10 Ripper rifles, even 20 are not enough!
