My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

Chapter 433: Sweeping Across the City Overnight, a Huge Harvest!

In the long years of the wasteland, in the struggle lasting hundreds of generations and tens of thousands of years, the aliens thought they had figured out the way of humans.

According to the rules, even if their own clan was not the final winner, they had never let humans really win.

They were confident that the human race was like a grasshopper after autumn, and it would stop jumping for a few days.

But this time, their inertia made them fall hard.

Although it did not hurt the real foundation, to a certain extent, it was like slapping their faces hard!

Therefore, after the five royal pseudo-god clones were destroyed, the clans and gods behind countless aliens did not choose to stop.

They are conspiring to discuss how to get back their place and how to become the new royal family during this great change.

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

But there is an obvious fact that these remaining aliens in the wasteland now can't wait!

To put it more clearly, from a macro perspective, they have become

abandoned children!

3:40 pm.

The Tundra Fleet, which had been stationed here for more than two days, finally packed up everything and "broke camp" again.

Some people collected anchors, and some people took supplies.

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

There was no concealment of the purpose of this operation. With everyone excited, as the Hope took the lead, the entire huge ship also had a backbone!

"Deflect the course, north 29, sails raised, pay attention to regulating the safe distance of the raft fleet behind, and do not cause collisions"

"All raft ferry controllers, please pay attention to instructions at any time, respond, and reply when you see the message"

"Received"

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Sitting in the renovated command room of the Tundra, Lu Yongyi commanded all the ships below.

Even without the help of the captain of the big ship, he was able to do it easily with such a simple deployment of troops.

After four o'clock, when all the formations were finally deployed, under the command of Su Mo, the entire fleet plunged back into the deep sea like an arrow!

Boom!

Boom!

The thunderous whistling sound exploded!

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

But with dozens of ships and a huge raft fleet, this formation is a bit terrifying.

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

But now, with the 60% attribute bonus of the Hope, the raft actually broke the record and drove

27 knots!

What is this concept?

Think about it, the speed of the destroyers that are formed and still in service on the earth, including aircraft carriers, is only within this range.

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

Moreover, this speed does not require burning oil!

Just like a bug, the people on the raft were just rowing the oars gently, but the raft ferry was drifting forward quickly as if there was no gravity.

And those ships with sails were even more awesome.

They didn't even need to row, they only needed to control the force of the sails to easily control their speed, which was the power of gods and ghosts!

Of course, after the live broadcast connection was disconnected, only the Tundra Fleet maintained such a connection in the entire wasteland ocean and could enjoy this terrifying bonus.

[Captain Su Mo, currently in the north 33 direction, signs of alien activity have been detected, the distance is 199 kilometers]

[According to the reaction intensity detection of activity signs, the number of aliens in this area is 36W-69W]

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

Under the terrifying speed, seeing that it was only half an hour later, Gonggong discovered the reaction of this alien who had passed by, and Su Mo couldn't help but smile.

If the tsunami is still raging now, 200 kilometers is only a distance that the Hope can reach in just over an hour.

Now, although it takes four hours, it is still a huge profit compared to the gains!

After a long and boring sailing time, after observing for a while and confirming that there is no problem, Su Mo took the time to go to the captain's room and take a leisurely nap.

With the sleep-inducing effect of the psionic water and the excitement of getting a complete flying carpet, Su Mo slept very soundly.

It was not until seven o'clock when the *** worker reminded him that he woke up from nothingness.

Outside, the sun has set again.

The sky is round and the earth is square. The deeper you go into the sea, the earlier the night will come.

When you get up and look through the porthole, you can see that there are some lights on the raft during the voyage.

During high-speed sailing, like the Hope, these ships will also have an invisible protective film to protect the people inside from being impacted by air currents.

"Okay, take a break for half an hour. Everyone, cook and set off after you are full!"

Pressing the headset, Su Mo, as the leader of the fleet, gave the order without hesitation.

As his order was sent to Zhang Long, when the Hope slowed down, the ships in the fleet behind also stopped slowly. [ ]

Half a day of sailing brought endless excitement!

Ordinary survivors who had never "flyed" so high on the sea also saw the magical things beyond the boundaries of human cognition in this afternoon.

With a vision of the future, although most people were not hungry due to excitement, they still set up stoves everywhere when they thought of the possible battle at night.

The army did not move, but the food and grass went first.

With the convenience of storage space, the most troublesome food and grass problem was not a big problem for the time being.

As the steamed pancakes were put into the pan and fried in oil, the white porridge cooked on the high fire next to it was boiling, and a few bites of pickled vegetables from the seabed plants were eaten.

All the survivors were very satisfied with the meal!

On the Hope, because of the addition of the chef, Su Mo also officially got rid of the dilemma of cooking by himself and lived a happy life like in Hope Village.

"Brother, why don't you just let Moore fire the cannon later? It's dark, and they will probably suffer a lot of casualties when they go up behind."

Sitting at the dining table, eating spicy pork sandwiches, Su Chan said vaguely while chewing.

There were many people sitting in the whole small cafeteria, more than a dozen captains, plus Shen Ke, Moore, etc.

But only Su Chan can say such words.

She is the only one who has this right!

"Don't think about it. I never planned to let them fight. At best, just clean up the battlefield!"

"Besides, human life is definitely more precious than artillery shells. I don't want this pursuit to become an encounter!"

Su Mo paused with his chopsticks and grinned. Although he was staring at the fragrant porridge in front of him, his eyes were scattered on the faces of the people next to him.

Obviously, after he said this, everyone, including Shen Ke, breathed a sigh of relief.

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

After observing this conclusion, Su Mo's smile on his face became a little stronger, and the food around his mouth seemed to be sweeter.

He didn't want his men to be executioners who only seek benefits and don't care about humanity.

People need to have conscience and bottom line to maintain their original intention to persist in the wasteland.

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

At 8:39 pm, the Tundra Fleet officially arrived at the alien sea area.

With the six shells of the Hope falling from the sky from 20 kilometers away, the two-kilometer range covered within it completely turned into a purgatory on earth.

Even from a distance, all survivors could think of the tragic situation of the aliens from the flames steaming in the sky.

Facing the supreme weapon of mankind, they were really too weak, so weak that they didn't even see anyone, and their souls flew back to the clan first.

A small boat with about 200 people was separated, and a raft with 2,000 people was taken to clean up the battlefield.

With the remaining people, the fleet went straight to another alien gathering place 60 kilometers away.

At 9:17 pm, two shells, 3,300 aliens had no resistance and were instantly wiped out.

It was the same method again, and people were separated to clean up the battlefield.

The fleet was busy rushing to the next battlefield again!

At 11:01 pm, ten shells, 32,000 aliens were wiped out.

At 1:09 in the morning, four shells killed another 8,000 aliens on the spot.

At 3:15, 6,000.

At 4:20, 7,500.

At 6:30, 14,000.

Like a heartless prodigal, the Hope never stayed in one battlefield for more than a second.

Almost immediately after the cannon was fired, Gonggong confirmed that there were no survivors, and the fleet dispersed again.

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

Until now, 15,000 people!

After a night of "busy running around", no one in the fleet complained about the hardship.

Of course, they were sitting on the boat to rest, and they were almost crazy just by watching the harvest notification in the regional channel.

They expected that they would be the next troop to collect the spoils, but they also expected to follow the Hope to the next place and do another ruthless job!

"Captain Lu, ask if the people below can still hold on?"

"I caught a big fish. If not, let's take a break and go over again. Anyway, they can't get away!"

"How big is it!"

"About 70,000!"

"Hiss"

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

At 8:19 in the morning, without any denial, the familiar 29 shells fell from the sky.

This grand attack was officially announced:

The hunting operation was successfully concluded!

From 4 pm to 8 am, 16 hours of high-intensity sailing and stress-free combat have basically squeezed out all the "potential" of the nearby waters.

The remaining alien races, even if there are any, are only a few hundred gatherings. Su Mo is too lazy to go, and he is too lazy to waste anti-aircraft guns to fight mosquitoes.

In one night, the record of killing 160,000 alien races has become an astronomical figure that all survivors in the wasteland will feel dizzy just by listening to it.

If we consider the horrific loss ratio at the cost of 0, we can know how powerful technological weapons are in this war!

With all the remaining survivors, the Hope took the lead and headed for the sea of ​​fire.

Along the way, as we got closer to the center of the battlefield, the smell of bloody gunpowder became heavier.

At the same time, the black and gray blood floating on the sea was like a horror movie, giving people goose bumps at the sight and smell.

Fighting the natural nausea brought by the smell, after letting all the crew members adapt for a few minutes, the Hope rushed straight in and broke out a "bloody" road!

Along this road, the crew members still on the rafts and large and small boats, although disgusted, rushed down without any retreat and began to gather the spoils.

In addition to the treasure chest, the flesh of some alien races is also a good material. Not only can it be used to make tools and weapons, but also some can be stored to ferment into fertilizer in the deep sea for planting.

What's more, it can also be used to recycle points, which can be said to kill two birds with one stone!

"Brother, I'm going to clean up too. I love picking up treasure chests the most!"

Looking at Su Chan riding Moore, one man and one bear greeted each other and rushed down the ship excitedly.

Opening his mouth, Su Mo finally shook his head and laughed dumbly.

These stimulations that no longer touched his nerves were like coming to heaven for ordinary survivors.

In the absence of control, the entire Hope, from the management to the crew.

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

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

Every time they found a powerful alien with an ugly appearance but now turned into a corpse, they beat their chests repeatedly, as if they had endless resentment.

Through the image analysis system of the Hope, Su Mo saw the performance of these people clearly and was fascinated.

It was not until Oreo obediently stepped in from the gate and lay quietly at his feet that he reacted.

"Woof woof!"

"Don't worry, I'm not addicted to killing. They are just stepping stones on my way forward!"

Knowing Oreo's worries, Su Mo seemed to be talking to Oreo, but in fact his eyes were looking at the sky erratically.

The game wants balance, and the Hope's illegal ability is not within the balance.

Su Mo had a hunch that if he led everyone to kill for one or two rounds, the game would definitely come out to interfere!

At that time, the "honeymoon relationship" that the two had just established would be broken directly!

Although Su Mo was not afraid of this outcome, he did not really think of doing it.

Youxi did not know, but he knew in his heart:

What I lack the most is

Keeping it when I see the good!

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