Global Famine: My items can be automatically upgraded

Shen Bei was still sleeping.

He heard the sound of people trampling on the wooden walkway.

Shen Bei looked over and saw a faint white at the edge of the sky, heralding the arrival of another morning.

The sun had not yet completely broken free from the horizon, but the power that was ready to go had already passed through the gaps between the clouds, casting a faint but firm dawn.

People outside started a new day of work.

The main task was to collect wood.

One was to use it for themselves, and the other was to sell it to the residents of the upper class.

At any time, social classes were there.

Some people were busy and could not get enough food.

Some people were free to enjoy a good meal.

Xiao K got up early. When Shen Bei walked out of the room, Xiao K had already walked out of the shelter with the large army.

Shen Bei was not in a hurry.

He ate some meat strips and dried fruits and vegetables, plus a little energy paste that tasted like a rag wiped with vegetable juice.

He put on the power armor and had a revolver on his right waist.

A dagger is placed on the left.

Carrying a sniper rifle and holding a shotgun, he walked out of the door.

It doesn't matter whether the door is locked or not. It is better to guard against gentlemen than villains.

There are no gentlemen in the world of escape.

This rare species of human beings has long died.

There is no education to recreate "gentlemen".

Everyone can live one day at a time.

Shen Bei's RV is at the back of Titan. After a few steps, the slowly receding wilderness scenery comes into view.

Shen Bei calculated the distance.

The place where the bag was discarded was fifty kilometers away from Titan.

Now Titan is constantly moving.

The distance has increased by more than thirty kilometers.

The total mileage is about eighty kilometers.

"It will probably be at night before we can reach the cracks in the subway."

Shen Bei jumped off the shelter, his feet stopped on the ground, stabilized his body, and ran in the opposite direction of Titan.

About ten kilometers ahead, the residents of Shelter No. 36 can still be seen, pulling wood.

Adults and children alike were carrying dead branches on their backs.

After walking another 20 kilometers, Shen Bei could no longer see any signs of human activity.

There was only the vast wilderness and the ferocious beasts that kept appearing.

A faint but steady mechanical sound came from inside the armor, and Shen Bei's pace gradually quickened.

If you can get around the ferocious beasts, get around them.

If you can't get around them, shoot them from a distance.

Finally, before nightfall.

Shen Bei was only two kilometers away from where he had discarded the bag.

Along the way, Shen Bei had not met anyone except the ferocious beasts.

After walking another two kilometers, Shen Bei could complete his mission and uncover the secret of the bag.

However, Shen Bei stopped and hesitated.

At this time, he stood on the top of the mountain, and in the night wind blowing in his face, Shen Bei seemed to smell the smell of blood.

Shen Bei was actually very clear that he had not seen any signs of anything unusual. The night wind was very cold, with the cold and astringent breath common in the wilderness, but there was no smell of blood in it, not even a trace.

This is the feeling of danger, and it is the feeling of the body, reminding Shen Bei in this way.

Shen Bei tried to look into the depths of the night.

But in the dark night, even if the armor gave Shen Bei night vision, magnified vision and other enhanced perception abilities, the range of vision was far less than that of the day.

Looking at it this way, Shen Bei did not find anything.

He took out the armor mask that he kept using to zoom in and out his vision, and scanned the mountains under the night again.

But after switching all modes, Shen Bei still did not find where the danger came from.

Shen Bei deeply doubted whether he was thinking too much and was seeing things.

After all, it is not impossible that Shelter No. 12 targeted him and sent people to squat.

But no matter how he looked, he did not find anything unusual.

At least, everything was quiet within the field of vision.

Just when Shen Bei thought that his feeling was wrong, a ball of red light suddenly lit up on the distant mountain!

Then there was a dying scream of a human, and finally a dull gunshot.

Sniper!

Shen Bei turned around suddenly, his pupils contracted sharply.

"Two groups of people are fighting nearby?"

Shen Bei frowned even more.

Along the way, there was no fighting anywhere else, but it happened to be near the leather bag?

Is it such a coincidence?

Soon.

In different places, red lights lit up one after another, followed by screams and gunshots.

There was more than one sniper.

Moreover, bullets flew everywhere, and one bullet almost hit Shen Bei.

Shen Bei crouched on the top of the mountain, observing the light spots of gunfire.

What was painful was...

The direction of the two groups' shooting was just on the road that Shen Bei had to pass.

Moreover, they were moving towards the cracks in the subway.

"The target is the same as mine?" Shen Bei's mind was a little confused.

Shen Bei didn't remember that there were no high-value items worth looting in this almost buried and broken ruins city.

If there was, it was just the leather bag.

But the location of this leather bag was unknown to even Zhuima and Gan Mo.

How did these two groups of unidentified armed men know this?

Shen Bei took a deep breath, took off the rifle on his back, and rushed into the vast night.

In the night, only a faint silver light could be seen flashing, and then everything returned to darkness.

Shen Bei put all the complicated things behind him and didn't think about why these two groups appeared here. He concentrated on walking silently in the darkness.

But Shen Bei's mood was vaguely strange and joyful. He liked the current moment.

In the dark, in the wilderness, and fighting alone.

Before he traveled through time, he was a special forces soldier in the first few years and a mercenary in the next few years.

The change of identity does not affect bullets and fighting.

This is the world he is familiar with.

Shen Bei threw himself at the sniper who was the first and closest to the flames.

His whole body seemed to be integrated with the darkness, and he seemed to be able to feel the pulse of the earth and even the entire world.

Until the well-hidden sniper was less than 1,000 meters away and Shen Bei had vaguely sensed his position, the sniper had not discovered Shen Bei.

At the same time, Shen Bei heard their shouts to each other through the loudspeaker system.

After just listening to a few words, Shen Bei frowned.

These two groups of people turned out to be combatants from Shelter 20 and Shelter 22!

The defecting researcher was from Shelter 22, and Zhui Ma and Gan Mo were from Shelter 20.

Shen Bei can be sure that these people must be here for their bags!

But even more confusing is...

How did they know the location of the bag?

"Location transmitter..."

Shen Bei thought of this possibility.

Now, Shen Bei is even more curious about the items in the mezzanine of the leather bag.

The defection of a researcher has not ended yet.

It can only show that... what Gan Mo said is true.

The contents inside the mezzanine of the leather bag are priceless!

"If you want to get your things back, you have to kill them."

At this time, Shen Bei stopped behind a rock, set up his rifle, and aimed at a mound halfway up the hill in the distance.

The sniper was hiding behind the mound, still searching for the location of other enemies.

The other snipers were either evacuating or moving, but the guy who fired first didn't move.

"A rookie..."

Shen Bei said something contemptuous of a veteran ruffian.

Those who have been on the battlefield many times without dying, their words are vulgar and vicious, but many times they are sharp and sharp.

To become a good sniper, accurate marksmanship is only one of the most important things.

But like Shen Bei, becoming a dancer in the dark requires more things.

Bang! The moment the gunfire sounded, Shen Bei had already started moving.

The mound of soil in the distance was completely blown apart. Even if this soil was very solid, it could not withstand the power of the Barrett rifle in Shen Bei's hand.

Flying up together with the broken soil were large pieces of flesh and blood and half of a calf.

Shen Bei's shot only hit the sniper's lower body, but did not kill him.

It wasn't that he couldn't do it, but he wanted to make the dying sniper a distraction and a target for attracting attention.

It's like lighting a lamp in the dark. No matter how focused a person is, he will always take a glance at it occasionally.

The sniper kept rolling and screaming.

Shen Bei's shot completely amputated both of his legs. This huge pain was unbearable.

Although this kind of injury is fatal, he will not die in a short time, so this light in the dark night is destined to stay on for a long time.

On the battlefield of life and death, Shen Bei's heart became as cold as a solid stone, his methods were as fast as thunder and dark fire, he was strong and ruthless, and he could do anything.

The moment the sniper's screams spread far away, two fellow snipers stopped and turned to look.

Just such a difference between movement and stillness allowed Shen Bei, who was sneaking in the darkness, to lock their whereabouts.

In the wilderness, only a sniper can deal with another sniper.

This statement is at least partially true.

Shen Bei silently touched one of the snipers.

The distance of more than a thousand meters only takes a few minutes.

The chaotic fighting became more intense as Shen Bei entered.