My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

The distance from the Deep Sea Refuge to Saltpeter Camp is about sixty kilometers.

Along the way, I watched snowflakes splashing on the glass and the cover. At first, Sumo would go down regularly to wipe it with his hands.

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

Seeing that every time there is snow splashing on the glass, the wiper starts to work just by gently turning the handle, Sumo said:

So comfortable!

"Sure enough, survival points are the primary productive force. Even if there are fewer survival points, people will not be punished!"

At this time, the system panel was floating next to the car window, as if it was tempting Sumo to continue spending his small money.

Alloy armor four-wheel drive twelve-level transmission system primary artificial intelligence driving fire weapon window super strengthened glass thousand horsepower engine injection nitrogen acceleration device

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

With just a thought, both strength and comfort can be intuitively improved. Not many people can resist such a temptation.

"Go away, go away. When I get rich in the future, I will definitely make you lucky one by one. Don't let me run away!"

After forcibly dispersing his gaze and watching the upgrade direction given by the system disappear, Sumo breathed a sigh of relief.

In the endless snow, there are no entertainment facilities and no navigation. Driving while looking at the system upgrade direction is really a bit overwhelming.

Survival points should be spent in the right places.

At present, the base has no need for long-distance travel at all. On the contrary, it is about to invest a large amount of survival points in its development.

The heavy snow brought not only the slippery road surface, but also the muffled sound coming from under the chassis again. Sumo quickly got out of the car and checked.

Due to the impact of natural disasters, the obstacles that were originally clearly visible on the road were covered up. Along the way, we stumbled and often bumped into some small but very scratchy rocks on the chassis.

If it were the previous trampoline, Somo would never dare to drive it out in this kind of weather.

After careful inspection, Sumo was fortunate to find that there was only one obvious bump and no scratches on the chassis.

Even so, after judging that the distance was only about four kilometers, Sumo decided to park the Dihu in a pothole while looking at the undulating hillsides.

It doesn't take long to walk there on foot, and it will be more hidden and safer.

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

Fortunately, Sumo was wearing a work uniform and did not encounter any embarrassing things.

After stumbling and stumbling for almost a kilometer, Somo found a higher gentle slope, took out his fine iron electric spear, and climbed up with great effort.

Looking at the camp covered in heavy snow in the distance, Sumo took out his telescope and took a picture of the lively Oreo beside him.

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

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

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

"Good dog!"

After touching Oreo's head and telling him to go to the side to keep watch, Somo began to carefully observe what was going on in the camp.

Compared with the "super" camp he saw last time, after a day, the kobolds rebuilt the camp gate on the big pit, but after a cursory look, Somo immediately found the loopholes.

"I don't know if it's because I'm not in danger if I don't seek death, or because no one can threaten me!"

The kobolds in the camp were also very unorganized at this time, and there was no sign that they had just experienced a major encounter loss.

A rough count shows that the number of kobolds in the camp at this time is about 80, which is much lower than before.

As for the snowy slopes of the mine, as far as the telescope can reach, there are still more than two dozen humans enslaved to mine.

"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 air warmed his body, Somo gently slid down.

All the conspiracies and military tactics were wiped out after seeing the current layout.

With such a small number of people, just hit them in!

None of the 7 explosive crossbow arrows in the storage space have been used yet, which is enough to deal with the kobolds!

On the snow-white ground, Somo looked like an extremely experienced hunter, half-crouching and quickly approaching the camp.

Because it is a stepped camp, after the camp gate in front is built, the sentry tower in the front has not yet been built.

Only the sentry towers on both sides were left, standing dryly.

Caught in the blind corners of the kobold sentry towers on both sides, Sumo reached the main entrance without any danger.

The weather is cold, and naturally all the "noble" warlock kobolds will not stand in the snow to watch and supervise like the Kuhaha warriors.

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

Along the wall, Somo cautiously reached behind a wooden house and replaced it with a sophisticated high-speed crossbow.

Also place the Explosive Crossbow to one side.

He didn't take much aim. When the lone warlock kobold reached the blind spot of the sentry tower kobold, he prejudged it and hit it with one blow within a range of fifty meters.

The high-speed crossbow arrows were like cunning poisonous snakes, swishing into the head of the warlock kobold.

Hearing the slight heavy fall to the ground, Somo looked happy, and at the same time continued to squat down and quickly replace the crossbow arrows.

With such a scattered camp layout and patrol gaps, Sumo felt that he was playing with the Assassin's Creed, acting unscrupulously in the enemy's hometown, without worrying about being discovered.

When the crossbow was pressed, the sound of the crossbow's automatic winding buzzed, and the explosive crossbow was automatically pushed to the forward position by the winder.

After the kobolds on both sides of the sentry tower turned their heads to another angle, Sumo didn't even think about it, and directly aimed a cold arrow at the wooden house where eight warlock kobolds were sitting and warming themselves by the fire.

Whoosh!

boom!

Real men never watch explosions!

The moment the explosive crossbow was released, Somo rolled on the spot and came to another blind corner of the wooden house.

This blind spot faces away from the sentry tower on the right, but is just within the line of sight of the kobold in the sentry tower on the left.

Looking at the panicked look on the face of the warrior kobold on the sentry tower, as well as the open mouth, and the mask under the combat uniform, Somo pulled out a faint smile.

An unreasonable explosive crossbow arrow whizzed past the kobold in the sentry tower.

Wails were accompanied by explosions, and fragments of wood chips flew in the air, making rustling sounds when they hit combat uniforms and armor.

"The wail of a kobold is such a sweet sound!"

With three arrows left, Sumo didn't waste any time and shot directly at the area in the camp where there were many kobolds.

There was a violent explosion, and one arrow was a sea of ​​fire shrouded in yellow clouds.

Compared with TnT, which requires a detonator to detonate, the instability and toxicity of yellow explosives happen to be the best attributes in the early stage of the apocalyptic wasteland!

Licking his lips, he replaced five new crossbow arrows and put the still activated crossbow back into the storage space for the time being.

With a thought, fine iron electric spears and pistols appeared in Somo's left and right hands.

With his pistol inserted in the weapon pocket on the side of his combat uniform and spears in both hands, Soma kicked open the wooden door of the nearest wooden house like a god of war.

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

Suddenly, a huge force came, and with little resistance, the kobold warrior with a spear in his hand flew straight in.

"Huh? Still want to resist?"

Seeing that the kobold fell to the ground and didn't care about looking for a spear, Somo stepped forward, held the war spear directly, pierced the kobold's heart with a spear, and pulled it out fiercely.

Dark brown blood suddenly spurted out due to the stabbing of the spearhead, and due to the bleeding groove, it splashed about a foot high.

Several consecutive explosions sounded like the roar of a thunder god, exploding on the high slopes.

Outside the wooden house, the kobold camp, which was originally peaceful, suddenly became "lively".

The warrior kobolds who were still monitoring human mining saw explosions and fires everywhere in the camp.

When Somo and I walked out of the wooden house, they expected all the kobolds to join forces to fight against the enemy.

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

Run away!

And he ran away quickly!

Several wooden houses were opened, and some warrior kobolds didn't even take the weapons in their hands, and they didn't wear leather armor. They rolled and crawled naked and ran away.

On the other side of the sentry tower that had not yet been cleared, the kobold on it took three steps and turned into two. He got off the sentry tower without looking back and slipped towards the distant castle.

This scene stunned Somo who was standing at the door of the wooden house.

No matter what, Sumo would not let go of this opportunity to beat up the drowned dog.

While the kobolds were escaping, they planned to kill as many as they could.

For a moment, Somo seemed to be in unparalleled mowing mode, fighting in the chaotic kobold team in the camp.

No kobold can resist the electric-assisted refined iron and electric spear held by a huge force.

A sweeping sweep will hurt those who touch it, and those who get close will die.

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

The camp suddenly seemed to have turned into a slaughterhouse. The smell of blood mixed with the smell of burnt dog meat rose into the sky!

In this bloody scene, even if it was shrouded in smoke, it was unclear how many people were fighting inside. The refugees standing on the hillside with stone pickaxes knew the tragedy inside.

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

Did the lion men attack again?

Should I run?

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

They don't know how to do it.

After decades of stable life in the civilized era, no one came to tell them where to end up in the face of such natural and man-made disasters.

After days of running around and snowstorms, in this kind of weather, the kobolds have a place to escape, but they don't.

This camp, this seemingly "sturdy" shelter complex, is their home and their retreat.

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

Gradually, one after another, there was a hint of emotion called "relief" in their eyes.

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

However, looking at 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 miss him.

"It's a human being? And there's only one person?" Everyone looked at each other with shock in their eyes.

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

Wearing bright silver armor and a shiny black spear.

"Zhao Zilong?"

I don't know which Chinese took the lead in shouting, and half of the Chinese among the twenty or so people suddenly became excited.

Shouting and cheering sounds rang out on the hillside. Looking at the figure in front of them that looked like the "general" in ancient China, all the Chinese people felt a surge of pride in their hearts due to their long-term cultural influence!

There is a saying:

In the past, Zhao Zilong from Changbanpo made seven advances and seven exits to kill, which frightened the Wei army.

Today, there are kobolds stabbed by Zhao Zilong from the wasteland with one spear and running away with their heads in their hands!

The excitement of the Chinese people left people from other countries nearby scratching their heads. Looking at such an exaggerated scene, even a Javanese who was determined to die could not help but tremble at this moment:

"Should we run away?"

As soon as the Javanese finished speaking, the young Chinese man standing next to him shouted with fire in his eyes:

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

After saying these words, people from other countries were shocked. In this kind of wasteland, the powerful Chinese people are actually so powerful?

Looking at the kobolds who were still fleeing around them, the Chinese people suddenly summoned up their courage and pursued them. At the same time, they violently smashed the stone pickaxes in their hands.

Even the four women showed no mercy at all and vented their anger on the kobolds for the past few days.

Suddenly, in the camp and on the hillside, a "fury" called humankind burned!