Cave Refuge-Chapter 309 - 289 Support
Perceiving this situation, the Martial Artists in the Inner Breath Realm, who were originally outside the camp, could only retreat back into the camp to assist the special forces members in defense.
Although this improved the defensive power within the camp and reduced the pressure on the special forces members who were defending, it also made the Martial Artists in the Inner Breath Realm less flexible and greatly reduced their killing efficiency.
Zachary, who was moving among the Giant Scorpions, did not stand alone; he also retreated back into the camp along with the other Martial Artists in the Inner Breath Realm.
As time passed, the number of Giant Scorpions attacking the camp did not decrease; the survivors even used the carcasses of the scorpions to construct new defensive fortifications.
By this point, whether ordinary members of the special forces or those Martial Artists who had reached the Inner Breath Realm, virtually everyone was wounded.
It was already noon, and the battle was still raging on. Zachary saw Troy not far away and immediately shouted, "Old Troy, we can’t keep going like this! Don’t we have any heavy weapons?"
Hearing Zachary’s shout, Troy responded directly, "Heavy weapons? What heavy weapons at this time? Even if there were any before, they wouldn’t have survived until now."
Hearing Troy’s response, Zachary felt somewhat reluctant.
"If there are no heavy weapons, there should at least be some signal flares for calling for help. We can’t hold the camp at this rate."
Although Zachary’s voice was loud and the others around him also heard what he said, everyone understood the situation at this point.
At this time, it wasn’t just the special forces members fighting the Giant Scorpions; even their family members were doing what they could in the battle.
For instance, using the carcasses of the scorpions to build defensive fortifications, or clearing the battlefield to leave space for the warriors to maneuver.
The battle had reached a critical stage; although the survivors in the camp weren’t directly involved in the fighting, their efforts had left them somewhat exhausted after a busy morning.
The special forces members, having become Martial Artists, had greatly enhanced stamina, but after fighting all morning, even they were beginning to pant for breath.
Perhaps only those Martial Artists who had reached the Inner Breath Realm and Zachary, despite also having fought all morning, still had abundant energy at this point.
However, if the battle were to continue, apart from them, it was estimated that the other survivors would find it very difficult to make it through.
Due to the earthquake, the ground all around had become uneven, making it nearly impossible to break out by driving; the majority of people in the camp were ordinary survivors. A successful breakout would only be possible by abandoning them.
But these ordinary survivors were the family members of the special forces members. If the command to abandon the camp and focus on breaking through was really issued, who would actually obey it?
Even after fighting all morning, the special forces members in the camp were still able to maintain a high fighting spirit, all because they knew they were fighting for their loved ones. If they failed to hold off the Giant Scorpions’ attack, it would be their relatives who would suffer injuries or even death.
Therefore, even though Zachary had shouted something that might lower morale just now, the morale had not dropped but had even increased slightly in anticipation of possibly new hope.
Troy knew that continuing like this was very dangerous. The safety of the ordinary survivors in the camp was too distracting for the special forces members, so he thought of a desperate plan.
"All special forces members, follow my command! Protect the non-Martial Artist personnel and get them into the nearby vehicles. Once the vehicles are full, bury them with the carcasses of the Giant Scorpions."
The special forces members did not understand why Troy would arrange this. If they followed Troy’s plan, the ordinary survivors who got into the vehicles would essentially be giving up their chance to escape. If the Giant Scorpions’ attack was not repelled, those inside the vehicles would just be waiting to die.
Fortunately, the camp was made up of either special forces members or their family members, who trusted Troy deeply. Therefore, after the order was given, the survivors started to act.
However, half of the vehicles that had originally come to this area had left the camp under Madeline’s lead, and the number of vehicles left in the camp was now scarce.
Even including Zachary’s Black Car, there were just over a dozen vehicles in the camp. Although most of these vehicles were trucks, capable of carrying many people in their cargo area, they still couldn’t accommodate all the survivors in the camp.
Since everyone knew each other, at this time, the children and women were prioritized to enter the vehicles first, followed by the young adults. The elderly hid under the vehicles, while the able-bodied adults, armed with metal sheets and steel columns taken from the collapsed factory, built temporary shelters at the sides of the vehicles.
Once the ordinary survivors were settled, some members of the special forces withdrew from the fight and began to bury the vehicles with the carcasses of the Giant Scorpions.
The carcasses of the Giant Scorpions might look massive, but they only weighed a few hundred pounds each. Ordinary warriors could drag the carcasses by themselves.
Since the able-bodied adults were not inside the vehicles, the special forces members deliberately left some room for movement and airholes when they began burying the vehicles.
