Let you upgrade alone, you lead the country into the heavens

Miller was quite surprised when he heard this, but after thinking about it for a while, he shook his head.

"It's too late. We might not even make it through tonight."

Artyom fell silent.

Yes, these snow demons are waiting for an opportunity, they are waiting for night.

When night falls, they will launch a fatal attack.

Perhaps I should have declined them politely at that time.

Even if they really arrived, they would probably only see a messy camp.

But what if.

What if the group of survivors who call themselves the Mutual Aid Society arrive at Popov Island in time?

Must hold on!

Artyom stood up, grabbed his rifle, and headed for the camp's outer wall.

......

As night fell, several bundles of dry wood were piled up outside the walls of Stark Village.

The only night vision goggles were assigned to the colonel's Spartan Rangers, who were stationed in the watchtowers for guard duty.

On the platform behind the wall, in order to prevent himself from falling asleep, Ivanovich couldn't help but chat with the young man next to him.

"What a shame! Now's a great time for ice fishing. Pitch a tent in the thick sea ice, dig a hole, and maybe you can catch a tuna."

"If I add a wood stove and drink steaming buckwheat tea, I can fish all day long." When he said this, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

Hearing this, Ivan stamped his feet and jokingly said without even looking up.

"Okay, after we beat these things off, I'll go with you. Is that okay with you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a thud, followed by a scream.

"Old man, you..." Ivan looked up in surprise.

Before he could finish his words, the shadowy figure beneath the wall came into view.

He couldn't help but widen his eyes.

It's the snow demon!

When did this happen, and why didn't the Rangers notice?

"Enemy attack!" Ivan shouted hurriedly, holding up his rifle and heading towards the wall.

Fire snakes spewed out from the muzzle of the gun!

Many hideous faces were highlighted, including one terrified face.

"Ugh—!"

The sound of gunfire soon broke the silence of the camp.

......

Artyom jumped out of bed, grabbed the rifle leaning against the bedside, and ran towards the wall.

But on the wall, the sound of gunfire came one after another.

The fire snakes emerging from the muzzles illuminated the hideous faces covered with white hair, as well as the astonished faces of the surviving militiamen.

"Take people to the Western Wall and kill these beasts!" A voice came from the side.

When Artyom came to his senses, he saw that it was the Spartan Ranger Squadron led by his father-in-law Miller.

He nodded immediately and followed the two rangers and the hunter towards the west wall.

Only after crossing several wooden houses did Artyom realize the seriousness of the situation.

On the platform behind the wall, two snow demons were sharing a dead militiaman.

More snow demons rushed into the settlement, attacking between houses.

In a panic, several militiamen knocked down their friendly forces!

Artyom gritted his teeth.

These beasts!

He immediately raised his rifle and protected the flanks with the hunter and two rangers.

Several snow demons noticed them.

"Bang!" The door of the wooden house on the left was broken and two snow demons rushed out.

Directly in front, three snow demons rushed towards us.

"Be careful!" Artyom growled and pulled the trigger, firing half a magazine.

The three snow demons coming from the front fell to the ground.

The two night demons that rushed out from the left were also killed by the hunter with two shots.

The crowd seemed to have found a backbone, gathering around them and pointing their guns outward.

After a search, the attacking snow demons were completely wiped out.

But Artyom did not relax and led his men to the main gate of the base to look for Miller.

It was only when I climbed onto the platform behind the wall that I saw my father-in-law.

The colonel's face looked extremely ugly, and his eyes were fixed on the snow outside the wall.

Following his gaze, Artyom fell silent.

Ten meters away from the wall, there are several holes in the snow.

It has been snowing heavily recently, so much so that the snow has piled up to more than one meter high.

He couldn't help it.

"How did these monsters figure out how to burrow under the snow to get to us?"

Colonel Miller did not answer, but looked into the distance with a deep gaze.

"We suffered 57 casualties, and they left 300 bodies behind, but we are running out of bullets."

After saying this, he turned around and said to Artyom.

"The camp can't be defended. Take Anna and the others to the cellar. We'll seal the entrance and then break out!"

Artyom just felt a little powerless.

The cellar is too small and can only accommodate about thirty people at most.

Although it is colder than in previous years, the Amur Bay towards the mainland will only have a thin layer of ice at most.

It is quite dangerous for people to walk on it.

The ice layer on the outer sea is slightly thicker, and judging from the fact that thousands of snow demons can easily cross it, it is possible to pass.

But where can we go?

Moreover, without transportation, how can we escape the pursuit of the snow demon? Breaking through will only lead to death.

Suddenly, a voice broke the silence.

On the watchtower, a Spartan Ranger raised his flare gun, fired a flare into the sky and shouted.

"They're coming!"

The colonel and Artyom looked out the wall at the same time.

Under the illumination of flares, dark shadows appeared on the snowfield one kilometer away.

Among the dark shadows, there was a snow demon lord who was taller than the other snow demons.

It looked at the survivor base on Popov Island with hatred with its one eye.

These humans repeatedly invaded their territory, slaughtered their subjects, and competed for the few foods in this white purgatory.

Kill them all, only then can the tribe have peace!

The Snow Demon Lord did not act rashly out of hatred.

It looked up quietly and looked at the dazzling ball of light in the sky.

When it saw the flames extinguish and fall into the snowy field, it raised one hand and roared out two syllables.

"Human...Kill!"

Thirty snow demons rushed out like crazy, separated by more than ten meters from each other, sprinting in the darkness.

Available in the next second.

Another flare was launched into the sky, illuminating the snow as bright as day.

One of the snow demons looked up and squinted his eyes to look at the sky.

I was curious from the bottom of my heart why the sun didn't hurt me this time.

Before it could think much, it felt a sharp object piercing its chest. It lost its footing and rolled several times on the snowy field, twitching and unable to get up.

The remaining snow demons stopped in their tracks at the roar of the Snow Demon Lord and retreated in the light.

Seeing this scene, Artyom's face was full of surprise.

They are getting smarter. How long will it take for them to learn to make trap tools and even use the firearms left by humans?

Is there still hope for a fragmented humanity?

At this moment, a voice came from beside me.

"We seem to have seen that snow demon before."