Jake's bullets were out. The only thing he could do was avoid or dodge the tongue of the mutated zombie and depend on the others' guns. He knows that they were short of billets and soon their guns would be clicking without a fire. Jake decided to find a way before it was too late.
"Soon this sorry ass would be crying for mercy in zombie style," Adam mocked and fired.
Just as Jake predicted, Adam, Antonio, and Christiano were out of bullets. They were shocked. They were so engrossed in bringing down the spider-like a zombie that they forgot about their bullets.
"Holy Crap! Why now?" Adam groaned while throwing his gun away and pulling out a dagger.
"We should have carried our ammo before chasing that dead body," Antonio murmured.
"Just when I was thinking of a way to bring Miss Crawler with the help of your weapons, your bullets had to go out. Great, this is just great." Jake shook his head disappointedly.