"Besides, the losses in weapons, equipment, and manpower are secondary..."
"The real problem is that you've lost your authority and voice. There's barely any faith left in your strength, and plenty of monsters and demons below are already starting to poke their heads out..."
"Not to mention that nearly all usable vehicles were wrecked in last night's Corpse Tide, which means..."
"Even if you want to leave, you can't get away. You can only hole up here..."
"Once the last of that trust is exhausted, collapse will be inevitable..."
"When that happens, I seriously doubt these little girls who can barely hold a gun steady will truly have the courage to pull the trigger on those rioters."
After the commander exposed the truth, Lara had a headache as well.
During last night's Corpse Tide, nearly twenty or thirty core police officers had all bought the farm. Even the captain's fate was unknown.
Only their group of women had escaped disaster because, due to their gender, they had all been stuffed into a comfortable armored vehicle before departure.
But expecting to gather supplies for three hundred people with a single armored vehicle was simply wishful thinking.
What was more, although last night's Corpse Tide had taken away nearly eighty percent of the zombies, plenty of mutated creatures that had refused the summons still occupied various areas, so it was hardly safe outside.
Thus, their trip today had already involved enormous risks. No one could say whether outside dangers or internal chaos would arrive first.
Though she knew the collapse of this base was only a matter of time, Lara had ultimately received help from those police officers.
This proud Countess could neither bear nor disdain to abandon that burden and continue alone.
Fortunately, they had gained quite a lot on this