My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

Angry humans, once their inner fighting spirit and unafraid of death are aroused.

How could he defeat a kobold who weighed less than a hundred pounds individually?

Not to mention that there was a God-of-War figure behind them, mowing the grass crazily.

Such a death millstone, without the command of the warlock kobold, ordinary warrior kobolds really can't even think of resisting.

Can only run!

Just run faster!

In this situation where someone is chasing you, you don't need to run very fast. You just need to run faster than other kobolds to survive!

Kobolds are also intelligent monsters, so they naturally know what death means to them.

Under the defeat, more and more humans began to kill. Feeling the hot blood bursting out of the kobold's body, these humans became even more crazy.

The ill will of being kept and worked like animals for days finally came out on the kobolds.

Gradually, when the jealous humans ran around the camp, looking for any kobolds,

In an instant, as the load-bearing beams of the central wooden house were burned and collapsed with an explosion, these people reacted:

The kobolds left in the camp have been killed!

The force of detachment radiates from everyone who exerts all his strength!

They lay limp in the snow, stroking the blood-red snowflakes. Some looked up and laughed, some roared and cried, and some knelt on the ground, not knowing what they were remembering.

Standing in the center of the camp, Soma quietly looked at all the humans sitting on the ground with expressions of "relief" on their faces, without saying a word.

From the very beginning, when the first human being joined the massacre, this ethnic war had already come to an end.

Human beings have never lacked fighting power in nature. What they lack is just the "king" who can lead them to fight!

There is a raging nest of generals and a raging army.

Under the control of Maeda Kento, everyone's ferocity and resistance were wiped out.

But inspired by Soma, everyone regained the wildness and ferocity of advanced animals.

He looked at the young man who fell to the ground less than five meters away.

Sumo walked over slowly.

In the young man's eyes, Sumo first saw a hint of fear, then a hint of panic, and then Sumo read another emotion:

fanaticism!

The fanaticism of worshiping the strong!

"You're fine! You're doing great! What's your name?"

The fine iron and electric spear in his hand was still dripping with black blood, and half of the spears had thick and scary plasma on them.

The original bright silver of the armor has been completely dyed blood red, like Shura coming out of hell, extremely terrifying.

With this look, even a "murderous maniac" wouldn't be worthy of it on earth!

But it is such a person who suddenly stands next to you, praises you, and even asks your name, with this "kind" look and kind words

A smile that was even uglier than crying appeared on the young man's face. He trembled and stammered:

"General Zhao Zhao Zilong, my name is Chen Shen!"

"Are you from the Three Kingdoms era?"

Hearing Chen Shen's words, Su Mo's face showed a hint of surprise under the mask. Then he looked at his current attire and suddenly realized.

"Well, you can think so, but my name is Lu Bu!"

Shaking the spear in his hand lonelyly, Somo did not explain his identity clearly.

no need!

Not only is it simply unnecessary, but the heroic images that now exist in the hearts of the Chinese people are the pillars of their persistence.

It is impossible for such a large camp to not have any temporary material storage points.

Seeing everyone paralyzed on the ground, Sumo simply got up and started looking for where the kobolds stored their supplies.

Slowly, as time passed, more and more refugees gradually regained their strength and chose to gather together.

Everyone looked scared and curious at the same time.

Seeing Somo walking through the burning buildings, they wanted to come up and talk, but because they didn't understand Somo's temper, they could only stay where they were and watch.

The cold weather did not extinguish the fire burning in these people's hearts.

On the contrary, as time passed slowly, when Somo came closer,

Wow!

In front of Soma, everyone, including people from abroad, knelt down and kowtowed devoutly on the ground:

"Thank you, General Lu Bu, for saving our lives. We have nothing to repay, so we can only pledge our lives to follow Lord Lu Bu and conquer the world."

"My subordinates must not be afraid of death and will always serve the lord!"

These words were very formal, and even had the tone of a costume TV series.

The middle-aged man in front said it very awkwardly, but after finishing it, everyone said in unison:

"Please take me in, General!"

"Lord, please show mercy!"

More than twenty people knelt on the ground, saying such words that were inconsistent but appropriate for the occasion.

The sound of the sound really has a bit of the "Three Kingdoms" flavor.

Under the mask, the corners of Somo's mouth twitched wildly involuntarily, and he almost laughed out loud when he saw the extremely fanatical expressions on the faces of the Chinese people in front of him.

Oh my gosh!

What the hell are these people doing!

Do you really think I am Lu Bu who traveled from the Three Kingdoms?

"Ahem! I'm not the Lu Bu of the Three Kingdoms you imagined. I'm also Chinese. Get up!"

From a short distance away, Sumo's words clearly fell on everyone's ears.

However, these people were still kneeling on the ground, as if if you don't take me in, I won't get up today.

"Good guy, you're not going to get up, are you?"

Putting away the spear, Sumo took out the pistol from his waist without even looking at it, turned on the safety with his finger, and fired a shot into the sky!

The violent roar of gunfire was like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's chest.

The next moment, everyone stood up and huddled together, looking at Somo timidly.

"I want to know where a man named Ying Xiong is in the camp? I want to find him!"

With a pistol in his hand, everyone can feel the evil spirit in Somo's words!

With Sumo's action of shooting without saying a word before, everyone looked frightened and no one dared to come forward and talk.

After a second or twenty, seeing the atmosphere calming down, Sumo couldn't help but pick up the gun again. Before he could pull the trigger, the young man who had just spoken stood up.

"Ying Xiong, Ying Xiong, was still in the camp before. Maybe he escaped with the kobolds now?"

After looking around and not seeing Ying Xiong's face, he said thoughtfully.

Hearing this, Sumo nodded and indicated to continue.

At this moment, other people seemed to have opened up their chat boxes and said in various directions:

"I saw Ying Xiong, he ran in that direction!"

"He didn't even have his pants on when he ran!"

"Yes, yes, he shouldn't be able to run very far. It's too cold in this weather. He has nothing to eat or drink. He must not have been able to run very far!"

"Ying Xiong is trash. He has killed many people. He is not a human being!"

Hearing these people's words, Sumo's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and with a move towards the void, the charged elderly machine appeared in his hand.

Turn on the elderly machine and adjust to the human network.

Sure enough, next to the current big green dot, there was a small dot quickly leaving.

After estimating the distance, according to the proportion, Ying Xiong should have run about two kilometers at this time!

Should we pursue or not?

I made a mental decision and looked at these refugees who looked scared and frightened, and then looked at the surrounding shelters that had become a fire scene.

Sumo's heart skipped a beat and he said directly: "I have a task for you now. Collect all the supplies and saltpeter in the center of the field. When I come back, if anyone dares to escape with the supplies, I will kill them." Of!"

After finishing speaking, he didn’t care about the reactions of these refugees.

Seeing the rapid battery drain on the elderly machine, Sumo turned on the electric power-assisted boots twice and hurried out.

Ying Xiong must die!

There is no other result. Let this person go. Even if he sleeps, Somo will not be able to sleep peacefully!

"If you dare to plot against me, Ying Xiong is just an appetizer. If one day I find a tundra refuge, Ying Tianlong"

"You all have to pay the price!"

A few steps outside the camp, Oreo also jumped out of the snow beside the camp and ran forward with Somo!

With the bonus of electric-assisted boots, Ying Xiong's red dot and Sumo's own green dot kept getting closer to each other on the phone's map sensor.

Until 500m, in the distance, Sumo saw Ying Xiong running on the high slope!

"Good guy, you run really fast!"

After finding the person, Sumo did not hide the murderous intention in his heart. He turned off his mobile phone and immersed himself in his journey.

Oreo on the side was already catching up at a faster speed, like a cheetah in the snow, as fast as a frightening thing.

"Woof! Woof!"

Oreo's bark as he ran made Ying Xiong in front of him turn his head.

Looking at Soma in the distance who was wearing blood-colored armor and looking like a demon, Ying Xiong panicked and started crawling on the hillside using his hands and feet.

A simple pursuit question without any suspense.

When Oreo catches up with Ying Xiong, the answer is already determined!

Instead of rashly going up and leaving Ying Xiong behind, Oreo "cunningly" continued running around Ying Xiong.

Until he ran in front of Ying Xiong, his two hind legs kicked off the ground quickly.

Snowflakes were flying all over the sky, making the already slippery snow even more difficult to climb.

In addition, Ying Xiong was already running away in a panic at this time. He didn't check anyone and fell to the ground, making Oreo laugh.

Before Ying Xiong could get up, dull footsteps appeared behind him.

This step is like a giant walking.

It seems like you can feel the ground beneath you shaking with every step you take, and at the same time, you can also feel the anger of the pursuer!

The panicked Ying Xiong wanted to get up and continue running, but the fear in his heart made him unable to muster any strength.

In anxiety, as soon as he got up, he fell into the snow again.

This time, before he could continue to get up, a faint voice, accompanied by the smell of blood, sounded behind him.

"Keep running? I want to see how long it will take you to reach Ying Tianlong?"