Everyone knew they had to conserve ammunition, everyone knew that the rockets were being consumed too quickly, but there was no choice, the enemy was approaching and when it was time to fire, they had to shoot.
If everyone could shoot as accurately as Frey, it would've been great, but such a scenario was simply impossible.
Saidev shouted anxiously, "Report on the number of rockets, quick!"
One by one, the count for RPG-7 rockets was quickly reported. There were only eleven left, even fewer than the number of launchers, and for the disposable RPG-27 rocket launchers, there was only one left.
"Conserve usage, do not fire without certainty!"
Saidev was getting panicky. The rockets were being used up too fast. Initially, there were over a hundred and ten rockets in the prison, but under the enemy's continuous assault, they were fired at a rate far exceeding their plan, consuming them greatly even though the results were not too bad.
