The distance from the Deep-sea Shelter to the saltpeter mining camp was about 60 kilometers.

As he traveled along the way, whenever snow would land on the windscreen of the car, Su Mo would at first regularly wipe it away with his hand.

In the end, it didn't take long for Su Mo to spend 95 points to install an automatic wiper upgrade.

Now, every time snow landed on the windscreen, as long as the handle was gently pressed, the wiper would start to work. "This is comfortable!" expressed Su Mo.

"Sure enough, survival is the primary driving force. Even if the survival points become fewer, it's okay as long as it helps me to avoid further suffering!"

At this time, the system panel was floating beside the car window, as if luring him, tempting Su Mo to continue to spend his remaining amount of survival points.

Alloy armor… Four-wheel drive, twelve-speed transmission system… Basic artificial intelligence driving… Firepower weapon window… Super-tempered glass… Thousand-horsepower engine… Jet-type nitrogen accelerator...

Looking at the diverse options on the upgrade panel, Su Mo, who had long been influenced by the enticement of consumerism, felt a surge of "impulsive purchase" surface.

All it took was to will his mind to agree, and both the car's strength and comfort could be comprehensively improved. Faced with such temptation, very few people could withstand it.

"Shoo shoo! When I get rich in the future, I will get all of you one by one. Don't run away!"

After forcibly removing his gaze from the panel, and seeing the upgrade direction panels given by the system disappear, Su Mo was relieved.

In the endless snow, there were no entertainment facilities and no navigation system. Looking at the upgrade direction of the system while driving, Su Mo had felt impulsive, but—

Survival points need to be spent in the right place.

At present, the base had no long-distance travel needs at all. On the contrary, in terms of development, he was about to invest a lot of survival points.

Regarding the heavy snow, the drawbacks were not confined to just the slippery road. After hearing another muffled noise echo from underneath the chassis, Su Mo hurriedly got out of the car and checked things out.

Due to natural disasters, originally visible obstacles on the road were covered underneath the snow. The vehicle stumbled along the way, often hitting some small, but very scratching stones on the chassis.

If it was the old buggy car from before, Su Mo would never have dared to drive it out in this kind of weather.

After careful inspection, Su Mo was fortunate to find that there was only an obvious bump, and the chassis had not been damaged.

Even so, Su Mo observed that the remaining distance was only about four kilometers. Looking at the undulating slopes, Su Mo eventually decided to park the Earth Tiger in a nearby pit.

It would not take long to walk this distance on foot, and it would be safer and more concealed.

On snowy slopes, if one wanted to move forward quickly, one would need to use both hands and feet to climb.

Fortunately, Su Mo was wearing a combat uniform, so he did not encounter any embarrassing situations while doing so.

After stumbling and walking along for almost one kilometer, Su Mo found a higher gentle slope, and he took out the fine iron electric spear while climbing up the slope with effort.

Looking at the camp covered in heavy snow in the distance, Su Mo took out the binoculars and patted the lively Oreo beside him.

"Oreo, turn on your sixth sense and see if we are in any danger today!"

Hearing Su Mo's words, Oreo stood up straight, and her two smart little ears began to move up and down.

After three to five seconds, Oreo shook her head, indicating that there was no danger.

"Good dog!"

Su Mo touched Oreo's head and gestured to her to be on guard on one side. Su Mo began to carefully observe the movements at the saltpeter mining camp at this time.

Compared with the "super" camp that he saw last time, although the kobolds had rebuilt the camp gate on top of the big pit after a day, Su Mo immediately found a loophole at a glance.

"I don't know whether the lack of danger is because I'm not planning to seek death or whether it's because no one here can threaten me!"

The kobolds in the camp were very casual at this time, and there were no signs that they had just experienced a major defeat.

From a rough estimate, the number of kobolds in the camp at this time was about 80, which was much less than before.

On the white snowy mountain slopes of the mine, there were still more than 20 human beings who were slaving away to mine the ores.

"There are only 9 kobold mages this time, and the rest are kobold warriors. I wonder what happened..."

After patting the heating device on his waist and feeling hot air warm his body, Su Mo slid down gently.

Any conspiracy, or art of war that Su Mo deduced that they might have in mind; all that vanished after seeing the camp's current arrangement.

Given such small numbers, a simple attack would suffice!

Now there were 7 explosive crossbow arrows remaining in the storage space. The amount was quite sufficient to deal with kobolds!

On the snow-white ground, Su Mo was like an extremely experienced hunter, steadily approaching the camp in a half-crouched posture.

While the front gate of the camp had been rebuilt, the front tower had not.

Only the sentry towers on both sides remained standing.

Sneaking in through the blind corners of the kobolds' sentry towers on both sides, Su Mo silently reached the front door.

The weather was cold, and all the "noble" kobold mages would naturally not stand in the snow like the warriors to watch over them.

Except for a kobold mage who was patrolling the base, the other eight of them were sitting in a wooden house near the center, close to the fire.

Moving along the walls, Su Mo cautiously reached the back of a wooden house and replaced his arrows with the excellent-quality, high-speed arrows.

At the same time, he placed the explosive arrows aside.

Without aiming too carefully, he waited until the solitary kobold mage walked into a blind spot of the sentry tower. After taking a short moment to predict the distance, Su Mo released a deadly shot at a range of fifty meters.

The high-speed arrow swished into the head of the kobold mage like a cunning viper.

Hearing a slightly heavy thud on the ground, Su Mo's expression showed a flicker of joy. At the same time, he continued to crouch down and quickly replaced his crossbow arrows.

With such a scattered camp layout and gaps in their patrol routes, Su Mo felt as if he was playing a game. Being unscrupulous in the enemy's territory and not worried about being discovered at all.

Su Mo pressed in the crossbow arrow, and the automatic winding sound of the crossbow buzzed, indicating that the explosive crossbow arrow had automatically pushed to the forefront position by the winding device.

After the kobolds on both sides of the sentry towers turned their heads toward another angle, Su Mo did not even think about it and directly shot an arrow at the wooden house where the eight kobold mages were sitting at the fire.

Swish!

Boom!

Real men never watch the explosions!

At the moment the explosive arrow was shot, Su Mo rolled away from the spot and arrived at another corner of the wooden house.

This blind spot was facing away from the tower on the right, but happened to be within the sight of the kobolds on the tower on the left.

Looking at the flustered look on the kobold warrior's face on the sentry tower, as well as the wide-opened mouth, Su Mo's mouth curled into a faint smile under the mask of the combat uniform.

An unreasonable exploding crossbow arrow swished over toward the kobold in the sentry tower.

A wailing sound accompanied the explosion, and broken pieces of sawdust flew through the air, scratching against the combat uniform and armor with a rustling sound.

"The wailing voice of the kobolds is such a sweet sound!"

There were three arrows left in the crossbow, and Su Mo did not conserve them at all, shooting them directly into the cluster of kobolds in the camp.

An explosion violently detonated, the arrow created a sea of ​​flames enveloped by yellow clouds.

Compared to TNT, which would require a detonator to explode, the instability and toxicity of yellow picric acid explosives happened to be the best properties in these early days of the doomsday wasteland!

Su Mo licked his lips and pressed in five new crossbow arrows before temporarily putting the crossbow in its activated state back into the storage space.

With a thought, the fine iron electric spear and pistol appeared in Su Mo's left and right hands.

The pistol was inserted into the weapon pocket on the side of the combat uniform. Holding the spear in both hands, Su Mo, like a god of war, kicked open the wooden door of the nearest wooden house.

The kobold inside had been awakened by the explosion. At this time, the kobold was still crawling and grabbing at its weapon from behind the door, planning to put it on and go out to fight.

At that moment, a huge impact came from the door and, with little resistance, the spear-wielding kobold warrior was knocked straight back into the house.

"Huh? Still want to resist?"

Su Mo looked at the kobold who had fallen on the ground, still looking for its spear, and casually stepped forward and thrusted the spear into the kobold's heart, before pulling it out fiercely.

The dark-brown blood suddenly sprayed out from the wound, spurting about a foot high after being pierced by the spearhead.

Several consecutive explosions sounded like the roar of the Thunder God, exploding across the high slope of the camp.

Outside the wooden house, the kobold camp that had been calm at first, suddenly turned "lively".

The kobold warrior, who was still monitoring the humans' mining, saw explosions everywhere in the camp, and there was fire everywhere as well...

When Su Mo walked out of the wooden house, he was expecting that all the kobolds would team up against the enemy.

However, what Su Mo saw instead was that the immediate reaction of these kobold warriors was actually...

To escape!

Moreover, they escaped quickly!

Several doors to wooden huts were opened. Some kobold warriors did not even bother to hold their weapons or put on leather armor. They simply ran away naked and crawling.

On the other sentry tower that remained standing, the kobolds standing guard had turned two steps into three steps, quickly getting off the sentry tower and dashing toward the direction of the distant castle without looking back.

Seeing this scene, Su Mo, who was standing at the door, was stunned.

Regardless of the situation, Su Mo would naturally not let go of the opportunity to defeat the failing enemy.

While the kobolds were running away, he thought that he would be able to kill a few more.

Immediately, Su Mo seemed to enter a killing mode, and attacked the chaotic kobold teams at the camp.

No kobold could counter the powerful, electric-powered spear.

Each swipe and thrust would reap a life, or sometimes two if the enemies were too close to each other.

Covered by plumes of smoke, the wailing of the injured kobolds became louder. Some of them had been caught up in the explosions, while others had been wounded by Su Mo with his spear.

The camp seemed to have suddenly become a slaughterhouse, the smell of blood mixed with the smell of charred dog meat soared into the sky!

Seeing this bloody scene, even if they could not see past the cover of the smoke or make out the number of people that were fighting inside, the human slaves who were standing on the hillside and holding stones could sense the tragedy unfolding inside the camp.

All the slaves looked at each other dumbfounded, not knowing if they should flee or stay at this time.

Was the lion clan attacking again?

Should we run?

There was no one in command, and no one willing to take the lead. All the slaves who had lived in numbness every day were stunned for some time.

They did not know what to do.

After decades of peaceful life in the civilized era, no one had come to tell them where they could go when faced with such natural and man-made disasters.

In the days of blizzards and disasters, when the weather or situation turned bad, the kobolds had a place to escape to, but not them.

This camp, this seemingly "sturdy" shelter and its buildings, was their home and their escape route.

Standing on the hillside, everyone stared at the smoke clouds arising from the camp and listened to the wailing of the kobolds.

Gradually, a trace of "liberation" surfaced in the eyes of one person, and then another.

They had already run away before. This time, they had lived "enough"!

However, as they continued watching the kobold warriors rushing out of the camp, the smoke gradually dissipated.

Behind the escaping kobolds, a familiar figure that everyone hoped to see appeared.

"Human? And there is only one person?" Everyone looked at each other, their eyes full of shock.

Coming out of the smoke, and chasing the fleeing kobolds, Su Mo's appearance gradually became clear.

A shiny silver armor, and a black and shiny spear.

"Zhao Zilong?"

One of the Huaxia people took the lead and shouted, and half of the Huaxians out of the approximately twenty people, suddenly became excited.

Loud shouts of cheers rang out on the hillside as they saw the image of the famous "general" of ancient China. Due to the effect of long-term cultural influence, the hearts of all Huaxia people inexplicably surged with pride!

As the saying goes:

In the old days, there was the battle of Changban, where Zhao Zilong charged seven times through the ranks of the Wei army, causing them to tremble in fear.

Today, there was the battle of wasteland, where Zhao Zilong, alone with just a spear, charged at the kobolds who were holding their heads in terror while scurrying away!

The excitement of the Huaxia people made people from other countries next to them scratch their heads. Looking at such an exaggerated scene, even a Javanese with a death wish could not help but tremble at this time, "Sh... shall we run?"

As soon as the Javanese's voice echoed, the young Huaxian standing next to him shouted with heat in his eyes, "Run? Where the hell do you want to escape to! This is our strongest in China!!!"

When this sentence erupted, people from other countries were shocked. In the wasteland, the strongest in China was so invincible?

Looking at the kobolds who were still fleeing, the Huaxia people suddenly summoned their courage and chased after them, using the stones they had picked up to smash at the kobolds viciously.

Even four of the women did not cower either, venting their anger from the past days of slavery on the kobolds.

All of a sudden, the humans' "anger" was burning on the hillside of the camp!