"Crack."
Xu Jie held a machine gun in one hand, and loaded bullets with the other while firing, smiling bitterly: "President, the scale of this beast tide is really quite large, isn't it?"
"Yes, it's the largest scale in history."
Sun Wei fired while speaking: "Prepare for close combat."
Beside him, Tu Yue, Gao Shan, and the others' expressions stiffened at his words.
The president's meaning was clear: the city walls of Anshan City probably couldn't hold these beasts. Once they climb the walls, ordinary guards would find it hard to stop them. Firearms could easily cause friendly fire, only martial artists and awakeners like them had a chance in battle.
However, close combat was equally dangerous for them, a single misstep could lead to decapitation.
In another location, the remaining awakeners also wore expressions of a willingness to die.
