《My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!》Chapter 177: Two Billion People, The First Shot Of A Race War!
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"This iron barrel? What is this?"
Everyone would recognize guns when they saw one, from pistols to rifles, even machine guns, heavy machine guns, and rocket launchers. People were not unfamiliar with these things.
However, at this time, these simple refugees were stunned as they watched Su Mo put his hand on the oil barrel.
Not everyone had seen a TV series or movie featuring the "heartless cannon", so not everyone recognized this famous launcher.
Among all the people, a few young people reacted the quickest.
These several people glanced at each other, with surprise in their eyes, and said in unison, "Is this the heartless cannon from the movies?"
"This can directly hurl our explosives into the kobold castle?"
As Su Mo took out one neatly assembled pack of explosives after another, and with the explanation of those several young people, everyone gradually understood what the huge iron barrel was and what a "heartless cannon" was.
A middle-aged man in his forties mentioned that his grandfather had used such a weapon in that era, and that he still vaguely remembered how his grandpa explained how to use such a barrel to fire explosives.
Eight barrels and sixty packs of explosives were enough to fire seven rounds.
With such power, even if the kobolds were timid tortoises, they would be driven out in a panic to fight a decisive battle.
"Everyone stay quiet, eat first, and tell me your names along the way, so that it's easier for me to assign tasks later."
Looking at the disheveled refugees, Su Mo took out all the pancakes from his storage space and distributed them.
It was late, around four in the morning, and the storm had begun to subside from level 11 to around level 7.
The crispy aroma of the pancakes began to spread in the wind, reaching the noses of every refugee, leaving everyone hooked by the tantalizing scent of the food.
"Hello Big Brother Su, my name is Chen Yi..."
"Hello Big Brother Su, my name is Chen Zhi..."
Looking at the big pancakes in Su Mo's hand, everyone straightened their chests while receiving their pancakes. Everyone bowed deeply and reported their name along the way.
Among the eleven people, six had the surname Chen. They were all from the same family, and all of them were high-achieving students who had gone to universities.
The remaining five people were also men. Except for Chen Shen's uncle, Chen Chun, the others were all elderly uncles.
"Hello Almighty Su, I am Wang Guan. You can directly tell me what you need." There was no problem with a few young people calling him Big Brother Su, but the remaining middle-aged people, such as Wang Guan, were embarrassed to call Su Mo big brother. They could only address him by Su Shen.
Su Mo handed the pancake to Wang Guan. Seeing everyone devouring the pancakes, Su Mo nodded and began to speak loudly, "All the young people pay attention to my example. In a moment, Chen Shen, Chen Yi, Chen Zhi, Chen Suan, Chen Wei, and Chen Xian will be armed with guns and stand guard over the surroundings. Notify me if you see any kobolds!"
After that, Su Mo took out a rifle and a Type-80 machine gun from the storage space and demonstrated how to unlock the safety and how to shoot in front of everyone.
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They were all educated young people and no strangers to guns.
After learning how to shoot and use the guns, everyone was excited and forgot about eating pancakes. Holding their rifles in their hands, they were amazed.
Especially Chen Shen, who placed the machine gun on the ground, facing the kobold castle in the distance. He began to practice quickly according to the gun stances and postures mentioned by Su Mo.
Including the guns manufactured this time, if you included the previous inventory, there were a total of two pistols, six rifles, and two machine guns.
Both pistols were given to Zhong Qingshu just now, the rifles were divided among five people, and the machine gun was given to one. At present, there was a rifle and a machine gun in Su Mo's hands.
Su Mo moved all the ammunition boxes out of the storage space and waved his hand as he watched everyone recover their strength after eating the pancakes.
During the night, a group of twelve people moved silently under the cover of the blizzard toward the kobold castle.
The darkness, blizzard and cold were the best form of protection the kobolds had against night attacks.
When they were less than two hundred meters away from the Kobold castle, they saw Su Mo squat down, and the team immediately stopped in their tracks and started to perform the tasks they had been assigned to before.
The increased manpower made things easier. Before the people behind could drag the iron barrel over, the big hole on the ground where the iron barrel would be placed had already been dug out.
"Sure enough, in the apocalyptic world, strength is respected. Without law and without rules, whoever has the biggest fist is the boss."
Seeing the people busying about hurriedly as he stood among the crowd, Su Mo's expression remained aloof as he sank into deep thought.
In civilized society, all people were equal in terms of human rights, subject to the restraint of many elements such as morality, law, and humanity.
However, in the apocalyptic world...
Even if Su Mo did not say or do anything, these people would be afraid of the reputation he had accumulated in the early stages.
"The environment determines what people become and how they behave. Two months ago, I was just a small clerk, but now... the tide has turned!"
While directing the group to bury the iron barrel in a suitable location, Su Mo took out the automatic rifle and felt the dense patterns on the gun with his hand.
This day had been planned within Su Mo's previous schedule.
However, because of the sudden arrival of his sister...
The day of the final battle with the kobolds was brought forward. It was finally...here!
After today, kobold castle would no longer exist on this wasteland!
"Chen Shen, start the loading process. Remember the procedure and follow the steps!"
The powerful yellow explosives had been distributed to each group. Seeing that Chen Shen was clever, Su Mo directly appointed him as the team leader and he was responsible for conveying Su Mo's orders.
Seeing the busy people behind him, Su Mo took a deep breath and slowly crouched down and inched forward.
"I have to win this battle. Sis...wait for me!"
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Su Mo took out the pointer in his arms and he saw the arrow pointing right in the direction of the kobold castle, as if staring at the shivering kobold warriors on the sentry tower.
Su Mo adjusted the snow on the ground and silently laid down, slowly unlocking the safety on the rifle. He aimed at the kobold warrior who was still looking around aimlessly, the murderous intent in his eyes gushing out!
...
On the other hand, while Su Mo was preparing to shoot, the live audience watching from the sky had reached an astronomical number!
2.2 billion people!
What concept was this?
Of the human beings who were still alive after being transported here from Earth, half of them were watching this battle in the middle of the night, in the midst of this disaster!
The chat channels that could be accessed by hundreds of people like the Regional Channel moved rapidly, not to mention the two billion people in the disaster resistance channel at the moment.
Every second, the barrage of comments flowed down like magma, carrying unparalleled momentum.
As long as they did not choose to pause the messages on the comments screen, no one could actually see or read anything effectively.
Seeming to feel the heat in the live broadcast room get out of hand, for the first time, the game panel began to intervene by introducing chat restrictions in the disaster resistance channel.
3 minute timeouts!
Smart filtering!
When the shocked billions of players messaged frantically, suddenly, a prompt appeared. The prompt notified everyone that they could only send out a message every three minutes.
At the same time, the crazy comments screen also slowed down and the same intelligent filtering function as the World Channel was implemented.
At this point, many people finally had a chance to communicate. At first, they discussed it with each other.
"F*ck, Almighty Su is going to attack this castle. The flying thunder cannon, no, the heartless cannon has been prepared as well?"
"No way, Su Mo's team only adds up to approximately ten people. How can they fight this battle? What can they do if the other party doesn't come out?"
"Doesn't a heartless cannon require explosives? Why doesn't he just think of a way to gather all the explosives in one place to collapse the castle walls?"
"Awesome! Although the angle of view can't be moved, hurry up and zoom in to see what Almighty Su is doing!"
"Ss, an automatic rifle... is this going to completely kick off the war between humankind and other foreign races!"
"Technology versus magic. 6666! Let the western foreign devils see how vulnerable their monsters are."
Comments flew in one after the other. Even with the implementations of chat restrictions, the enthusiasm of these people was not diminished.
On the contrary, more people found like-minded people through the smart filtering function, and the chat started heating up again.
The discussions ranged from the disparity between the two sides' combat strength to the seemingly sophisticated weapons that Su Mo's team had, before progressing to the kobold mages' magical power and the far-reaching influence of winning or losing this battle.
Until...
The bullet pierced the air and burst forth with a sharp buzzing sound!
A thumping sound following the sound of the bullet!
The moment the gun was fired, on the nearest sentry tower, the kobold warrior suddenly fell and hit the snow. It seemed that he would not survive.
At the same time, just like his first shot with the crossbow previously, the kobold castle echoed with sharp whining noises.
All of a sudden, the kobolds who were initially asleep awoke one after the other and started making howling noises.
The sound was so loud that even the snow began to shake and tremble.
Even if he was lying on the ground one to two hundred meters away, Su Mo could feel the tremors.
He fired off another shot at the kobold on the other side of the sentry tower, before picking up his rifle and returning to his previous position.
"Why? Afraid?"
Of all the people present, only Su Mo was standing relaxedly, not exhibiting any signs of tension at all...
It was the first time the others heard so many kobolds howling. Even Chen Shen, who was not afraid of the sky and the earth, was shaking constantly on the ground at this time, quivering.
Although everyone had seen blood during their time at saltpeter mining camp, their mentality had not changed after all. It was the few older people who were "forced" to remain extremely calm at this time. Looking closely though, their entire body was tensed up.
"No, I'm not afraid! I am excited! Yes, I am excited!"
Touching the sweat dripping from his head, Chen Shen yelled out; he hugged the machine gun while crouching on the ground, staring straight ahead.
Seeing everyone in this state, Su Mo shook his head and stared at the sturdy gate of the kobold castle.
"In this weather, they would not dare to come out in the face of unknown threats!"
The inferiority complex rooted in the genes of the kobold race caused more and more kobolds to act just as Su Mo expected.
These beasts ran up the city wall one after another, looking around in panic, trying to find Su Mo and his party, who were hiding in the darkness.
Unfortunately, standing in the dark and looking toward the light was easy, but standing in the light and looking toward the dark would be a fruitless endeavor.
Hundreds of kobolds howled, and thousands of them turned manic!
This scene not only shocked the people lying on the ground, but also made all the audience in the live broadcast room tremble.
"Da... Damn! How are there so many of them? Is mankind destined to perish?"
"It's horrible! There are so many kobolds, how can you fight them? How can you get in? Even if one person fights ten of them, there is no way it would work!"
"Look at their mages, all holding staves. F*ck, aren't these the kobolds from the D&D world?"
"There are more than a thousand kobolds? Amen, this world is terrible!"
As more and more kobolds stood atop the city wall, it rapidly became crowded and blocked, like sparks igniting a keg of gunpowder.
The entire disaster resistance channel, together with major regional channels and the World Channel, were all erupting!
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