My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

Chapter 113 You think you are on the fifth floor, but actually (first update)

"Boss, it's too cold here. Why do I feel like the wind and snow are stronger now than when we came here?"

A short man wearing autumn clothes and a plant fiber awning was sneezing and complaining.

Because they were unfamiliar with the terrain near the shelter, the group stumbled and often slipped due to potholes and snow on the ground.

The man in a yellow cotton-padded jacket, who was called the boss, looked up at the sky after hearing the words, and then looked at the other people who were timid because of the short man's words, and suddenly his brain collapsed:

"Isn't it normal for the wind and snow to get bigger and smaller? Can you still keep it at the same level? Do you think you are the Thunder God or the Lightning Mother of China?"

"Boss, we Chinese Thunder Gods and Lightning Mothers don't care if it snows." A big-headed man cut open his trousers and put two trousers on his arms.

There is no doubt that when he said these words, he also received a blow to his head.

"I see that all of you are afraid of Somo. I wonder if we are all human beings, and he doesn't know magic. Why is he nervous about a hammer?"

"When the time comes, do as I say and blow up his shelter. When we get inside, all the brothers will have meat to eat and soup to drink!"

"Who can give me stage fright now? I recognize you as brothers, but my steel sword doesn't care about brotherhood!"

Marshall, who was wearing a yellow cotton-padded jacket, spat viciously on the steel knife. At the same time, he looked around at several people with an indescribable ferocity on his face.

Being frightened by him, the remaining five people immediately became much more honest and continued to move forward.

The weather is cold and the heart is even colder.

Not to mention these people were unsure about the bombing of the Somo shelter, even Marshall was in a mess.

Everyone knew that Somo was a murderous demon who killed five human beings with just a wave of his hand without saying a word.

To attack such a fierce person, just relying on these things in their hands, wouldn't that cost someone their life?

Even Su Mo himself didn't know that among everyone's word of mouth, he already had a notorious reputation.

"Don't be at home, don't be at home, don't be at home!" Marshall kept chanting in his heart, looking at the mountains of the underground shelter that had appeared in the distance, his legs were shaking a little.

When a group of six people walked fifty meters to the underground shelter, the first person's calves became weak and fell to the ground. The others could not hold on and all fell into the snow.

Holding the steel knife in hand, Marshall wiped his head on such a cold day and found that there were already beads of sweat oozing out.

The stone door of the underground shelter is like a giant beast that swallows people, crawling on the ground, as if there is black mist coming out of it, making people feel timid at first glance.

"What are you afraid of? I've got the exact news. Soma is not in his shelter today. Come to me!"

With a guilty shout, Marshall clenched the steel knife in his hand and walked up pretending to be carefree.

The five people behind me looked at each other, with expressions of confusion on their faces.

After a while, when they saw that Marshall had reached the stone wall of the shelter and there was still no reaction, these people got up excitedly and rushed forward one by one as if they were afraid of being left behind.

"Big Head, Baboon, you two go to the back and look for Somo's back door. Simmons, look at his front door for me!"

"Gibson, please find his ventilation duct for me. Monkey, you go from the left and I'll go from the right. Find the spot I told you before!"

After confirming that Somo was really not in the shelter, Marshall became excited and stood in front of the underground shelter, shouting commands passionately.

After giving the order, the six people began to perform their duties and moved quickly.

Unfortunately, after a while, the two people looking nearby and the two people responsible for finding the back door were dumbfounded!

"Boss, it seems like this shelter is different from what we saw in the live broadcast before?"

"Boss, is the back door gone?"

Hearing what his subordinates said, Marshall was a little confused. He came to the back with his head shaking, and he took out a design drawing and looked at it on the ground.

"That's right, this is it?" Marshall panicked after looking at the points marked on the map and estimating the distance proportions based on the landmarks.

"Boss, his shelter doesn't seem to be what we thought. Didn't you find what you said?" The monkey also came up.

Standing in the wind and snow, six "refugees" dressed like young and Dangerous boys looked at me and I looked at you.

Finally, everyone turned their attention to Marshall again and saw that he was feeling uncomfortable all over.

"He Somo is also a human being, just like us, he has two hands and two feet, but he is just lucky. If he stands in front of me and I chop him with a knife, just ask him if he dares to come and that's it! "

"Why are you looking at me? Dig it for me! I still don't believe it. Such a big outlet, just say no?"

Facing everyone's gaze, Marshall angrily took out five shovels from the storage space and threw them on the ground.

There was a fierce glint in his eyes, as if the five of them were going to get stabbed if they didn't dig.

Seeing how fierce Marshall was, the five of them had no choice but to timidly pick up the shovels and walk to the place arranged by Marshall.

Snowflakes were falling and strong winds were blowing. The six people were digging at the marked spot, sweating like rain!

It's a pity that the six of them didn't know that underground next to the Sour Rain Lake, there was a group of people who had the same idea as them, watching them quietly.

"Brother Chao, you said that Marshall and his gang went out before dawn at night. They have traveled hundreds of miles. Why did they go there!"

"Zhang Ren, you are afraid that Brother Chao will trick you. If that old dog, Taketo Maeda, hadn't given Brother Chao the task of monitoring Marshall, I'm afraid that by the time Marshall gets the benefits, we would still be kept in the dark."

"That's true, but that old dog Maeda Kento never thought that our brothers would sneak over after him, just like that oriole!"

Following the footprints on the ground, the man called Brother Chao had a smile on his face. He listened to the compliments of his two men and didn't respond at all.

This look in the eyes of the people behind him made them even more admiring. At the same time, Brother Chao's figure became a little taller.

Being woken up in the middle of the night was originally a very unpleasant thing, but after learning that Marshall and his people sneaked out of the Kobold Castle, these people couldn't sleep anymore!

In this horrible weather, considering the dangers outside, although the Kobold Castle is extremely smelly, it is the safest place.

Going out?

If there is no profit, it is too late. This Marshall must have caught some clues, or found something good and wants to keep it for himself!

With this idea in mind, a group of eight people also followed out of the city gate and hurriedly followed the footprints.

This walk lasted hundreds of miles, from dusk to dawn. In this kind of weather, I had to rest more than ten times in the middle before I could make it here.

"Brothers, it seems that Marshall's destination is ahead, and the footprints are already obvious!"

After walking another kilometer and a half, looking at the scattered footprints on the ground, Brother Chao waved his hand and took out a few large pieces of white cloth!

Everyone received the white cloth and immediately spread out as agreed upon, keeping a distance of five meters between everyone.

People in bright-colored clothes covered their bodies with white cloths, and when they burrowed into the snow, they were immediately hidden under the cover of the wind and snow.

In the distance, not long after walking, the eight people finally followed the footprints and arrived in front of the underground shelter.

At this time, even Brother Chao was extremely shocked!

Nothing else but discovering where this place is!

"Damn it, isn't this Su Shen's refuge? So we were always next to him? How did Marshall find this place?"

"Sneak attack on Su Shen? Does this Marshall not want to live anymore?"

The inner shock caused the eight people to gather together, with uncontrollable shock on all their faces.

Even Brother Chao, who was facing such a cold weather at this time, was blushing and his heart was beating wildly!

This is Soma's refuge!

In the eyes of all Chinese people, Sumo has now been established as a model, inspiring others to work hard to live!

Especially according to the estimates of other people in various channels, as long as they can join Soma's refuge, let alone this winter, even two or three people can easily get through it!

"Calm down, everyone. Marshall and this ragtag group of people dare to attack Sumo's shelter. They must have got some definite information. It is very likely that Sumo is not in the shelter at all now, or he has said something unexpected!"

Brother Chao's words were reasonable and well-founded, and the other seven people nodded repeatedly, as if they were the only ones following his lead.

"Suma is our Chinese after all. If he is alive, we will beg him to find a way to join him in his sanctuary. If he dies, how can Marshall and others be worthy of Sumo's inheritance!"

"Now, let's separate and go to nearby points. Remember, we must not be discovered by them!"

After hearing Brother Chao's words, the remaining seven people nodded, with indescribable excitement in their eyes.

Following Brother Chao's gesture, everyone dispersed again and headed around the underground shelter.

Looking down from a God's perspective, these people faintly formed a pocket, surrounding the six people working hard on the mountain.

The wind is still blowing.

Snow is still falling.

You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery.

People watching the scenery are watching you on the bridge.