MTL - My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!-Chapter 430 Sweep in one night and harvest wildly!

  Chapter 433 Sweep in one night, violent harvest!

  In the long years of the wasteland, hundreds of generations, tens of thousands of years of struggle, the aliens think that they have figured out the way for mankind.

  According to the rules, even though their own clan is not the final winner, they have never allowed humans to truly win.

  They are confident that the human race is like a grasshopper after autumn, and they will stop cooking within a few days.

   But this time, their inertia made them stumble.

   Although it will not hurt the real foundation, to a certain extent, it is tantamount to slap their faces fiercely!

   Therefore, after the five imperial avatars were destroyed, the clans and gods behind the countless alien races did not choose to stop.

  They are conspiring to discuss how to find a place back, how to take advantage of this period of great change to become a new royal family.

  They are waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity that allows them to ignore the danger!

  But there is an obvious fact that the remaining aliens on the wasteland can't wait any longer!

  In the point of understanding, from a macro perspective, they have become.

  Abandoned child!

   3:40 in the afternoon.

  The tundra fleet that had been stationed here for two days, finally packed up everything, and "out of the camp" again.

  Receive the anchor, take the material to take the material.

   Scouts, ship repairmen, combatants, logistics personnel and commanders have also been in place one after another.

   did not conceal the purpose of this operation. Under the excitement of everyone, as the Hope took the lead in moving, the entire huge ship also had its backbone!

   "Deflection course, north 29, sail up, pay attention to adjust the safety distance of the raft fleet behind, and avoid collision incidents"

  "All those who are in charge of the raft ferry, please follow the instructions at any time, respond, and see the message, please reply"

"receive."

  "."

Sitting in the refurbished command room of the Tundra, Lu Yongyi waved Fang Qiu and controlled all the ships below.

   Such a simple deployment of troops and generals, even without the help of the captain of the big ship, he made it very handy.

  After four o’clock, when all the formations are finally laid out, under Somo’s command, the entire fleet is plunged into the deep sea like an arrow!

  Boom!

  Boom!

  The sound of the wind blows like thunder!

  When a ship is moving, it should be quiet and silent.

  But dozens of ships, coupled with a huge raft fleet, this situation can be a bit scary.

  In normal times, everyone can only drift slowly in three or four knots.

   But now, with the 60% attribute bonus of Hope, the raft has also been launched for the first time.

  27 knots!

  What is the concept?

  Think about it, the speed of the destroyers that are still in service on the earth, including the aircraft carriers, are just up and down within this range.

  Even speedboats in tourist attractions can hardly reach this terrifying speed.

  And, this speed does not need to burn oil!

  Like bugs, it’s obviously just the people on the raft gently paddling the oars, but the raft ferry is drifting forward as fast as there is no gravity.

  And those ships with sails are even more powerful.

  They don’t even need to row a boat, they only need to control the force of the sail, and they can easily control their speed.

  Of course, after the live broadcast connection is disconnected, only the tundra fleet in the entire wasteland ocean maintains such a connection and can enjoy this terrifying bonus.

  [Captain Somo, the current direction is 33 north, has been checked for signs of alien activities, the distance is 199 kilometers]

  【According to the reaction intensity of the activity signs, the number of aliens in this area is 1.36W-1.69W】

  [The current speed of the ship is 30 knots, and the estimated time of arrival at the target location is 8:14 in the evening]

Under the terrifying speed, watching the time only passed half an hour, Gong Gong discovered the reaction of the alien race that had passed by, and Sumo couldn't help but smile.

  If the tsunami is still overwhelming now, 200 kilometers for the Nozomi is only a distance that can be reached in just an hour.

  Now, although it takes four hours, compared with the harvest, it is still a big profit!

  Long and boring sailing time, after observing for a while, after confirming that there were no problems, Somo took time to go to the captain's room and take a leisurely sleep.

  With the sleep-helping effect of nether energy water, plus the excitement of getting a complete flying carpet, Sumo slept extremely securely.

  It wasn't until seven o'clock when the police gave a reminder that he woke up from nothingness.

  Outside, the sun has set again.

  In the round sky, the deeper you go to the deep sea, the earlier the night will come.

  Getting up and looking through the porthole, you can see that in the process of sailing, a little light on the raft is already lit.

  In high-speed sailing, like Nozomi, these ships will also have an invisible protective film to protect the people inside from being disturbed by the impact of air currents.

   "Okay, take a half-hour rest, everyone will cook in the pot, and start again when they are full!"

   Pressed the headset, and as the leader of the fleet, Somo gave orders without letting him go.

  Following his instructions to Zhang Long, when the speed of the Hope slowed down, the ships behind the fleet also came to a halt slowly.

  Half-day sailing brings endless excitement!

   Ordinary survivors who have never “flyed” like this on the sea, it was in this afternoon that they saw magical things beyond the boundaries of human cognition.

  With a longing for the future, although most people do not feel hungry because of excitement, when thinking of the battle that might be in the evening, many stoves are still set up.

  The three armies did not move, the food and grass went first.

  With the convenience of storage space, this most troublesome food problem is not a big problem for the time being.

  As the steamed pancakes were fried in the pan, the white porridge cooked on the high fire next to it was tossed, and a few bites of the pickles marinated by the seabed plants.

  All the survivors were extremely satisfied!

  On the Nozomi, because of the chef’s joining, Somo also officially got rid of the predicament of cooking by himself and lived a happy life just like the village of Hope.

  "Brother, wait a minute, or you can just let Moore fire the cannon, the black lights are blind, they will go up behind, it is estimated that there will be a lot of casualties."

  Sitting at the dinner table, eating chili-fried pork bun, Su Chan said vaguely while chewing.

  In the whole small canteen, there are quite a few people sitting here, more than a dozen captains, plus Shen Ke, Moore and so on.

  However, only Su Chan himself can say such things.

  Only she has this right!

   "Don't think about it, brother never planned to let them go up and fight, at best, clean up the battlefield!"

   "Furthermore, human lives are definitely more precious than shells. I don't want to engage in an encounter in this pursuit!"

  Pause the chopsticks, Somo grinned. Although he was staring at the fragrant white porridge in front of him, his eyes spread to the faces of the people next to him.

  Obviously, after his words fell, everyone including Shen Ke breathed a sigh of relief.

  Very good, this person's heart can be used!

   Observation came to this conclusion. The smile on Somo’s face became a little bit stronger, and the food on his lips seemed to be sweeter.

  He doesn’t want his subordinates to be executioners who only seek profit and don’t talk about human nature.

  People need to have a conscience and a bottom line in order to maintain the original intention of sticking to the wasteland.

  Without these, it is difficult to control and easy to explode!

  At 8:39 in the evening, the Tundra fleet officially arrived in the alien waters.

  Along with the six shells of the Hope descending from the sky from 20 kilometers away, the two kilometers covered within it has completely turned into a purgatory on earth.

  Even if it is far away, all the survivors can think of the miserable situation of the aliens from the flames of the sky.

  Faced with the supreme weapon of mankind, they were really too weak, so weak that even no one could see, the soul flew back to the clan first.

   Separate a small boat with about 200 people and take a raft with 2,000 people to clean the battlefield.

  With the rest of the people, the fleet went straight to another foreign race gathering place sixty kilometers away.

   At 9:17 in the evening, two shells, three thousand three hundred foreign races did not resist, and they were all destroyed in an instant.

   is again concocted in accordance with the law, and handed out to clean the battlefield.

  The fleet is again busy rushing to the next battlefield!

  At 11:01 in the evening, ten shells and thirty-two alien groups were destroyed.

  One thousand nine in the morning, four shells, another eight thousand aliens died on the spot

  Three and fifteen, six thousand.

   4:20, seven thousand and five.

   Six thirty, fourteen thousand.

  Like a grieving prodigal son, Hope never stays on the battlefield for one more second.

  Almost just after firing the cannon, after the joint work determined that there was no livelihood, the fleet dispersed again.

  The fleet of more than 100,000 people gradually became 80,000... 50,000, 30,000 after one night of hunting.

  Until now, fifteen thousand people!

  Having been busy all night, no one in the fleet shouted hard and tired.

  Of course, they have been sitting on the boat to rest, just watching the harvest notifications in the regional channel, they are already happy and they are going crazy.

  They expect that they will be the next unit to gather the spoils of war, but they are also looking forward to following the Nozomi to go to the next place and do a lot of money!

   "Lu Suo, ask, can the people below persist?"

   "I caught a big fish. If it doesn't work, we will rest for a while and then go there. They can't get away anyway!"

   "How big!"

   "About 70 thousand!"

   "hiss"

  As the culprit of global warming, after hearing this number, Lu Yongyi immediately took a breath and decided on the spot to help the remaining survivors decide the "future"!

  At 8:19 in the morning, without any denial, the familiar twenty-nine shells fell from the air.

  This grand attack was officially announced:

  The hunting operation ended successfully!

  From four in the afternoon to eight in the morning, sixteen hours of high-intensity sailing and stress-free operations have basically squeezed out all the "potential" of the nearby sea.

  The rest of the alien races, even if they were there, were just a few hundred small gatherings. Somo was too lazy to go, and was too lazy to waste anti-aircraft guns on mosquitoes.

  The record of killing 160,000 foreign races in one night has become an astronomical figure that all survivors on the wasteland will just listen and feel dizzy.

  And if you consider the terrible war damage ratio that humans pay zero, you can know what kind of power the technological weapons have in this war!

  With all the remaining survivors, Hope took the lead and sailed towards the sea of ​​fire.

  Along the way, as you get closer to the center of the battlefield, the smell of gunpowder filled with blood becomes heavier.

  At the same time, the black, gray, **** water floating on the sea is like a horror film, but when people look at it, they get goose bumps.

   Against the natural nausea caused by this smell, after allowing all the crew to adapt for a few minutes, the Hope slammed into it, breaking out a "blood" road!

  Along the way, the crew on rafts and boats, although they were disgusted, rushed down without any retreat, and began to gather the spoils.

  In addition to treasure chests, some alien bodies are also excellent materials. Not only can they be used to build tools and weapons, but they can also be stored to be fermented in the deep sea to become fertilizer for planting.

  What's more, it can also be used to reclaim points, which can be described as multi-tasking!

   "Brother, I went down and cleaned up too. I love this job of picking up treasure chests!"

  Looking at Su Chan riding Moore, one person and one bear greeted each other, and he rushed down the boat excitedly.

   opened his mouth, Somo finally shook his head and laughed.

  These stimuli that have long been unable to touch his nerves, to ordinary survivors, seem to have come to heaven.

  In the absence of control, the entire Nozomi ship went up to the management and down to the crew.

  They almost rushed down the passage together, swimming in the ocean to gather the spoils.

  Every time they picked up a treasure chest, they screamed in excitement.

  Every time they find a powerful alien that looks ugly, but has now become a dead body, they beat their chests again and again, seeming to have endless grievances venting.

  Through Hope’s screen analysis system, UU reads www.uukanshu.com. Com saw the performance of these people clearly and was fascinated.

  He didn't react until Oreo obediently stepped in from the gate and lay quietly at his feet.

   "Wow!"

   "Don't worry, I am not addicted to the killing, they are just stepping stones on my way!"

   Knowing the worries in Oreo's heart, Somo seemed to say to Oreo, but in fact, his eyes were erratic in the sky.

  Game, what you want is balance, and the violating ability of Hope is not in balance.

  Suma has a hunch, if he takes everyone to kill such a round or two, the game will definitely interfere!

  At that time, the "honeymoon relationship" between the two of them will break directly!

  For this end, Somo was not afraid of it, but he didn't even think about it.

  The game didn’t know, but he knew in his heart:

  My person, the most important thing is.

  Just take it when you see it!

  (End of this chapter)