Chapitre 390: We Hold Off

"A boat of one Commander and ten subtract three… seven Sea Dragons," I said, my mind not really on what Lonnie was asking. After all, they didn't really matter.

"And you are just telling us that there is a hostile force waiting for us at the surface?" asked the man. I looked at him for a few seconds. "What hostile force?" I asked, wanting more clarification. "As soon as we make it to the top, they are getting tossed overboard to feed the zombies," I continued with a shrug of my shoulders.

Lonnie looked at me for a moment. "I have the feeling that there is a story behind that," she said, and a smile appeared on her face.