"Director Li! We can't hold them back!"
After placing several of his unconscious, exhausted friends onto the tanks, Zhang Qiqiang spoke. He was simultaneously controlling a thousand tanks—firing their cannons from a distance, swerving left and right, and repeatedly crushing the Skeleton Monsters at close range.
The Skeleton Monsters had already closed in. No one could hold them back anymore. The only right course of action now was to retreat.
"Let's retreat! Director! We can't hold them!"
"Director! Let's pull back! If we stay alive, we can use the city's alleyways to keep fighting them!"
"We have to retreat! My mom is still back there! I'm not a deserter! But they're on top of us now, and the terrain is against us!"
"Director, if you don't give the order, I'm leaving on my own! Don't say I'm breaking discipline!"
