My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely! Chapter 110: You thought you were on the 5th floor, but actually…
"Boss... the weather is too cold, why do I feel that the wind and snow will be stronger than when we came here?"
A short man in autumn clothes, wrapped in a plant fiber veil, sneezed and complained.
Because they were not familiar with the terrain near the shelter, a group of people stumbled and often slipped and fell due to potholes and snow on the ground.
The man in the yellow padded jacket known as the boss raised his head to look at the sky after hearing the voice, and then looked at a few other people who were timid because of the short man's words, and immediately lost their minds:
"Isn't it normal for the wind and snow to become smaller and smaller? Can you still keep it in a certain range for you? Do you think you are your China's Thunder God or Lightning Mother?"
"Boss... Our Chinese thunder and lightning mothers don't care about the snow..." A big-headed man who cut open his trousers and put the legs of his trousers on his arms answered.
Undoubtedly, when he said this, his big head also suffered a blow to the head.
"I think all of you are afraid of Somo. I think that everyone is human, and he doesn't know magic. Why are you nervous about a hammer?"
"At that time, according to what I said, I will blow up his shelter. When I go in, all the brothers will have meat to eat and soup to drink!"
"Who will give me stage fright now? I recognize you brothers, but my steel knife doesn't care about brotherhood!"
Marshall, who was wearing a yellow padded jacket, spat viciously on the steel knife, and at the same time looked around several people with an indescribably ferocious expression on his face.
Being so frightened by him, the remaining five people suddenly became more honest, and continued to walk forward with their heads buried.
The weather is cold and the heart is colder.
Regarding the bombing of the Soma shelter, not to mention these people have no idea, even Marshall is also in a mess.
Everyone knew that Sumo was a murderous devil without blinking an eye, and he killed five fellow human beings with a wave of his hand without a word of nonsense.
To attack such fierce people, just relying on these guys in their hands, wouldn't that be giving away their heads?
Even Su Mo himself didn't know that, according to everyone's word of mouth, he was already famous.
"Don't be at home, don't be at home, don't be at home!" Marshall kept chanting in his heart, looking at the hilltop of the underground refuge that had already appeared in sight in the distance, his legs trembled a little.
When a group of six people walked 50 meters to the underground shelter, the first person's calf became weak and fell to the ground. The others couldn't hold back either, and all fell into the snow.
Holding the steel knife, Marshall wiped his head on such a cold day, only to find that beads of sweat had already oozed out.
The stone gate of the underground refuge is like a giant swallowing beast, crawling on the ground, as if a black mist is scattered from it, and it makes people feel timid at first glance.
"What are you afraid of? I have received definite news that this Sumo is not in my shelter today, so let me do it!"
With a guilty cry, Marshall clenched the steel knife in his hand, pretending to be carefree and walking up.
The five people behind you look at me and I look at you, with a look of bewilderment.
After a long while, when they saw that Marshall had walked to the stone wall of the refuge, and there was 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 show me Sumo's back door, Simmons, show me his front door!"
"Gibson, find his ventilation duct for me, monkey, you go from the left, I go from the right, and find the point I told you before!"
After confirming that Somo really didn't seem to be in the shelter, Marshall became agitated and stood in front of the underground shelter, shouting for instructions passionately.
With an order, the six people began to perform their duties and moved quickly.
It's a pity, after a while, the two people who were looking for something nearby, and the two people who were in charge of finding the back door, were dumbfounded!
"Boss... Boss, it seems that this shelter is different from what we saw in the live broadcast before?"
"Boss, the back door is gone?"
Hearing what his subordinates said, Marshall was also a little confused. He shook his head and came to the back, and took out a design drawing with a decent appearance, and looked at the ground.
"That's right, this is it?" Marshall panicked after looking at the points marked on the map and estimating the distances according to the markers.
"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, look at me, and I look at you.
In the end, everyone once again turned their attention to Marshall, seeing that he felt uncomfortable all over.
"He Sumo is also a human being, just like us, with two hands and two feet. It's just luck. If he stands in front of me and I slash him with a knife, you can ask him if he dares to come. It's over!"
"What are you looking at me for? Dig for me! I still don't believe it, such a big exit, if you say no, then there will be none?"
Facing everyone's eyes, Marshall angrily took out five shovels from the storage space and threw them on the ground.
There was a fierce light in his eyes, as if five people would be stabbed if they didn't dig.
Seeing how fierce Marshall was, the five of them had no choice but to timidly pick up the shovel and walk to the place arranged by Marshall.
Snowflakes were falling, strong winds were blowing, and the six people were sweating profusely digging at the marked spot!
It's a pity that the six of them didn't know that there was a group of people who had the same thoughts as they used to be watching them quietly in the underground next to the acid rain lake...
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"Brother Chao, you said that Marshall's gang went out before dawn at night, and they walked hundreds of miles, why did they go!"
"Zhang Ren, you are afraid that Brother Chao will cheat you. If that old dog Maeda Taketo hadn't given Brother Chao a mission to monitor Marshall, I'm afraid we would all be kept in the dark when Marshall gets the benefits."
"That's right, but that old dog Maeda Taketo didn't expect that our brothers would also sneak over here, and be the oriole!"
Stepping on the footprints on the ground, the man called Brother Chao had a smile on his face, and he didn't respond to the flattery of his two subordinates.
This appearance fell in the eyes of the few people behind him, which made them a little more admirable, and at the same time, Brother Chao's figure was a little taller.
Being woken up in the middle of the night was originally a very unpleasant thing, but after learning that Marshall led people out of the kobold castle secretly, these people couldn't sleep anymore!
This kind of ghost weather, in terms of the danger outside, although the kobold castle is extremely smelly, it is the safest place.
Going out?
It's not too early to make money, this Marshall must have caught some clues, or found a good thing and wants to take it all!
With this in mind, a group of eight people also followed out of the city gate and hurriedly followed along.
This walk is a journey of hundreds of miles, from dark to dawn. In this kind of weather, I have to rest more than ten times in the middle before I persist here.
"Brothers, it seems that Marshall's destination is ahead, and the footprints are already obvious!"
After walking another kilometer and a half, seeing the scattered footprints on the ground, Brother Chao waved his hand and took out several large pieces of white cloth!
Everyone took the white cloth, and immediately spread out according to the previous agreement, with a distance of five meters between each person.
The people in bright-colored clothes covered their bodies with white cloths, and as they burrowed into the snow, they were immediately concealed under the cover of the sky full of wind and snow.
In a long distance, the eight of them finally followed their footprints to the underground refuge.
At this moment, even Brother Chao was extremely shocked!
Nothing else, just discovered where this place is!
"Fuck, isn't this the sanctuary of God Su? So we've been beside him? How did Marshall find this place?"
"Sneak attack on God Su? Does Marshall not want to live anymore?"
The shock in their hearts brought the eight people together, and everyone's faces were filled with uncontrollable shock.
Even Brother Chao is blushing and his heart is beating wildly in the cold weather!
This is Sumo's refuge!
In the eyes of all Chinese people, Sumo has now been set up as a model, inspiring others to work hard to live!
Especially based on the estimates of other people in various channels ~IndoMTL.com~ As long as you can join Sumo's refuge, let alone this winter, even two or three can easily get through it!
"Calm down, Marshall and the mob dared to attack Sumo's shelter, they must have received some definite news, it is very possible that Sumo is not in the shelter at all, or something happened! "
Brother Chao's words were well-founded, and the other seven people also nodded repeatedly, as if they were the only ones looking forward to it.
"After all, Sumo is our Chinese. If he is alive, we will beg him to find a way to join his refuge. If he dies, how can Marshall and his group be worthy of Sumo's inheritance!"
"Now, let's go to the nearby points separately, remember, don't be discovered by them!"
Hearing Brother Chao's words, the remaining seven people nodded one after another, with unspeakable enthusiasm in their eyes.
Following Brother Chao's gesture, everyone dispersed to the surroundings of the underground shelter again.
Looking down from the perspective of God, these people faintly formed a pocket shape, surrounding the hardworking group of six on the hill.
The wind is still blowing.
Snow is still falling.
You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery.
People looking at the scenery look at you on the bridge.