Chapter 430: Sweep in one night and harvest wildly! (2/2)

”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 . 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)