My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

The distance from the deep sea refuge to the saltpeter camp is about 60 kilometers.

Watching snowflakes splash on the glass and the cover of the machine along the way, at first Somo would regularly wipe it with his hand.

In the end, Somo simply spent 95 points to upgrade an automatic wiper directly.

Seeing that every time snow splashed on the glass, as long as the handle was gently moved, the wiper started to work, Sumo said:

So comfortable!

"Sure enough, survival is the primary productive force, even if there are fewer survival points, it is enough for people to not be sinned!"

At this time, the system panel was floating beside the car window, as if to seduce, tempting Somo to continue spending his little money.

Alloy armor...Four-wheel drive twelve-speed transmission system...Basic artificial intelligence driving...Firepower weapon window...Super tempered glass...Thousand-horsepower engine...Jet-type nitrogen accelerator...

Looking at the various functions on the upgraded panel, Sumo, who has been poisoned by advanced consumerism for a long time, has a surge of "impulsive consumption" emotions.

As long as the mind moves, both strength and comfort can be intuitively improved. Such a temptation, but few people can withstand it.

"Go away, when I get rich in the future, I will definitely give you all the luck, don't run away for me!"

After forcibly dissipating his gaze and seeing the upgrade direction given by the system disappeared, Somo breathed a sigh of relief.

In the endless snow, there are no entertainment facilities, and no navigation. While watching the upgrade direction of the system, while driving, it is really a bit of an upper hand.

Survival points need to be spent in the right place.

At present, the base has no long-distance travel needs at all. On the contrary, in terms of development, it is about to invest a lot of survival points.

Under the heavy snow, the disadvantages were not only to make the road slippery. Hearing another muffled noise from under the chassis, Somo quickly got out of the car and checked.

Due to the influence of natural disasters, the originally clearly visible obstacles on the road were covered underneath, and along the way, I stumbled and often bumped into some small but very scratching stones.

Replaced with the old bouncing car. In this kind of weather, Somo would never dared to drive out.

After careful inspection, Somo was fortunate to find that there was only an obvious bump, and the chassis had not been scratched.

That was the case. After judging that the distance was only about four kilometers, Sumo decided to stop the ground tiger in a pothole, looking at the undulating hillside.

It won’t take long to walk over this point on foot, and it will be more concealed and safer.

On the snowy slopes, if you want to move forward quickly, you often need to use both hands and feet to climb.

Fortunately, Somo was wearing a combat uniform, but he didn't encounter any embarrassment.

After stumbling and stumbling for almost one kilometer, he found a higher gentle slope, took out the fine iron and electric spear, and Souma strenuously climbed up.

Looking at the camp covered in heavy snow in the distance, Somo took out the binoculars and patted the lively Oreo beside him.

"Oreo, turn on your sixth sense and see if we are in danger today!"

Hearing Suma's words, Oreo stood up straight, and his two smart ears began to shake up and down, left and right.

After three to five seconds, Oreo shook his head, indicating that there was no danger.

"Good dog!"

Touching Oreo's head, and beckoning it to go to the side to guard, Somo began to carefully observe the movement in the camp at this time.

Compared to the "super" camp that I saw last time, after a day's time, the kobold rebuilt the camp gate on the big pit, but at a glance, Suma immediately found the loophole.

"I don't know if it's because I don't die, there is no danger, or that no one can threaten me!"

The kobolds in the camp are also very casual at this time, and can't see that they have just experienced a major encounter loss.

Roughly speaking, the number of kobolds in the camp at this time is about 80, which is much lower than before.

As for the white snow mountain slopes of the mine, the angle that the telescope can reach, there are still more than two dozen humans who are enslaved for mining.

"There are only 9 warlock kobolds this time, and the rest are warrior kobolds. I don't know what happened..."

He patted the heating device on his waist, and after the hot wind warmed his body, Sumo gently slid down.

After seeing the current arrangement, all conspiracies and art of war have all vanished.

With such a small number of people, just break in!

Today, none of the seven explosive crossbow arrows in the storage space have been used, and it is completely enough to deal with the kobolds!

On the snow-white ground, Sumo was like an extremely old hunter, squatting and quickly approaching the camp.

Because it is a stepped camp, after the front gate of the camp was established, the front tower has not yet been built.

Only the guard towers on both sides remained, squeezing dryly.

Stuck in the blind corners of the kobold watch towers on both sides, Sumo directly touched the front door without any risk.

In the cold weather, all the "noble" warlock kobolds will naturally not stand in the snow like warriors and watch over them.

Except for a warlock kobold walking around in the base, the other eight people were sitting in a wooden house near the center and burning on fire.

Along the wall, Somo cautiously touched the back of a wooden house and replaced it with a sophisticated high-speed crossbow.

At the same time, place the explosive crossbow on one side.

He didn't aim much, and waited until the solitary warlock kobold walked to the blind spot of the sentry tower kobold, he predicted it, and hit a hit within a range of fifty meters.

The high-speed crossbow bolt, like a cunning snake, swishes into the head of the warlock kobold.

After hearing a slightly heavy fall on the ground, Su Mo looked happy, and at the same time continued to squat down and quickly replaced the crossbow arrows.

With such scattered camp layouts and patrol gaps, Somo only felt that he was playing the zhan (shen) creed, being unscrupulous in the enemy's old home, and he was not worried about being discovered.

When the crossbow bolt is pressed, the automatic winding sound of the crossbow buzzes, and the explosive crossbow bolt is automatically pushed to the foremost position by the winder.

After the kobolds on the two watch towers turned their heads to another angle, Sumo didn't even think about it, and directly directed a cold arrow at the wooden house where the eight warlock kobolds were sitting on fire.

Whoosh!

boom!

Real men never watch explosions!

The moment the crossbow bolt exploded, Somo rolled on the spot and came to another dead corner of the wooden house.

This blind spot was facing away from the tower on the right, but it happened to be in the sight of the kobold on the tower on the left.

Seeing the flustered look on the warrior kobold's face on the sentry tower, as well as the open mouth, in the face mask under the combat uniform, Su Mo pulled out a faint smile.

An unreasonable exploding crossbow arrow swished past the kobold in the sentry tower.

The wailing sound was accompanied by the explosion, and the broken pieces of sawdust flew in the air, rustling on the combat uniform and armor.

"The wailing of the kobold is such a sweet voice!"

There were three arrows left, Sumo didn't save it, and shot directly at the kobold place in the camp.

With a violent explosion, one arrow was a sea of ​​flames shrouded in yellow clouds.

Compared to TnT that requires a detonator to detonate, the instability and toxicity of yellow explosives happen to be the best properties in the early days of the apocalyptic wasteland!

Licking his lips, replaced with five new crossbow arrows, and temporarily put the crossbow bow in the activated state back into the storage space.

With a thought, the fine iron electric spear and pistol appeared in Somo's left and right hands.

The pistol was inserted in the weapon pocket on the side of the combat uniform, holding spears in both hands, and Sumo, like a **** of war, kicked open the wooden door of the nearest wooden house.

The kobold inside was awakened by the explosion. At this time, he was still crawling and grabbing his leather weapon from behind the door, ready to put it on and go out to fight.

At a glance, a huge force came, and there was almost no resistance. The kobold warrior with a spear in his hand flew straight in.

"Huh? Still want to resist?"

Seeing the kobold who fell to the ground, he didn't care about looking for a spear. Somo stepped forward, holding the spear directly, poking the spear into the kobold's heart, and pulling it out fiercely.

The dark-brown blood was pierced by the spearhead, and because of the bloodletting slot, it suddenly sprayed out, splashing about a foot high.

Several consecutive explosions sounded like Thor's roar, and they blew up on the high slope.

Outside the wooden house, the kobold camp, which was still calm, suddenly became "lively".

The warrior kobold, who was still monitoring the mining of humans, saw explosions everywhere in the camp, and there were fires everywhere...

When Somo walked out of the wooden house, it was different to expect all the kobolds to join forces against the enemy.

In sight, the immediate reaction of these warrior kobolds was actually...

Run away!

And escaping quickly!

Several wooden huts were opened, and some warrior kobolds didn't even take the weapons in their hands and didn't wear leather armor. They were naked and ran to the distance.

On the other side of the sentry tower that had not been cleaned up, the kobold on it turned three steps into two. He got off the sentry tower without looking back and slid in the direction of the distant castle.

For this scene, look at Sumo who was standing at the door of the wooden house.

Regardless of the three or seventy-one, Sumo would naturally not let this opportunity to beat the dog into the water.

While the kobold was running away, he thought that he could kill a few or a few.

For a time, Sumo seemed to be in the Wushuang mowing mode, and he thrived in the chaotic kobold team at the camp.

No kobold can resist the fine iron electric spear held by Juli with electric power.

One swept, the one who touched it was hurt, the one who was near died.

In the smoke, the wailing of the kobolds became louder and louder. Some were broken by the bombed limbs, and some were stabbed with a spear by Somo, but they were not completely dead.

In the camp, suddenly, as if it had become a slaughterhouse, the smell of blood mixed with the smell of charred dog meat, soaring to the sky!

In this **** scene, even if it is covered by smoke, it is not clear how many people are fighting inside. The refugees who are standing on the hillside and holding stone picks know the tragic inside.

All the refugees looked at each other dumbfounded, as if they didn't know whether to flee or stay at this time.

Did the Lions attack again?

Should I run?

There was no one to direct and no one to take the lead. All the refugees who lived in numbness every day were stunned for a while.

They don't know what to do.

During the decades of stable life in the civilized era, no one came to tell them where they came from under such natural disasters.

The days of rushing and snowstorms, under this kind of weather, there is a place for the kobolds to flee back, but they are not.

This camp, this seemingly "sturdy" refuge complex, is their home and their way of retreat.

Standing on the hillside, everyone stared at the smoke in the camp and listened to the howls of the kobolds.

Gradually, the eyes of one person after another are brought with a trace of emotion called "liberation".

They have escaped once, and this time, they live "enough"!

However, watching the kobold warriors rushing out of the smoke, and the smoke gradually dissipating over time.

Behind the escaping kobold, a familiar figure appeared that made everyone think about it.

"Is it a human? And there is only one person?" Everyone looked at each other, their eyes full of shock.

In the smoke, between chasing and fleeing, Somo's appearance gradually leaked out.

A shiny silver armor, a black and shiny spear.

"Zhao Zilong?"

I don't know which Huaxia people took the lead and shouted, and half of the two dozen people were suddenly excited.

Loud shouts of cheering rang out on the hillside. I don’t know why, looking at the figure like the "general" in ancient China, all Huaxia people suddenly felt a sense of pride:

In the old days, Changbanpo, Zhao Zilong, seven in and seven out, made Wei Jun frightened.

Today, there is a kobold who stabbed Zhao Zilong one person and one spear, holding his head and scurrying!

The excitement of the Chinese people ~www.readwn.com~ makes people from other countries next to them scratch their heads, watching such an exaggerated scene, even if it is a Javanese who has the will to die, he can't help but tremble at this time:

"I... shall we run?"

As soon as the Javanese's voice fell, Hua Xia Xiaoyou, standing next to him, with enthusiasm in his eyes, shouted:

"Escape? Escape with a hammer! This is our strong man in China!!!"

When this sentence fell, people in other countries were shocked. On this wasteland, how powerful is China?

Looking at the kobolds who were still fleeing around, the Chinese people suddenly summoned their courage, chased them, and at the same time smashed the stone pick in their hands viciously.

Even four of the women were not soft at all, venting their anger over the past few days on the kobold.

Suddenly, in the camp, on the hillside, a human "anger" was burning!