NFBE Chapter 9 Strategic Treasures
Chapter 9 Strategic Treasures
That was a first-class treasure.
The Dwarf King's Shield.
He had seen this item in his previous life; it was a "strategic treasure" that could increase the defense of all controlled creatures by +2.
What does +2 defense mean?
This means that his skeletons will be able to withstand about 15% more damage, which is a qualitative leap for the undead army that relies on numbers to win.
"Hey!" The other person also saw Lin Mo and Hammer and immediately shouted.
These men immediately raised their weapons, pointed them at each other, and looked at each other with hostility.
"Stop!" the burly man shouted.
Lin Mo stopped and looked at the other person expressionlessly.
Hammer gripped the shotgun tightly, his finger on the trigger.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense.
At this moment, the person on the other side noticed the skeleton soldiers and their expression changed drastically: "These skeletons... are you controlling them?"
Lin Mo naturally wouldn't answer such a question.
The burly man and the other men exchanged glances, a hint of fear flashing in their eyes, but even more so, greed.
"Brother, do you have some kind of treasure?" the burly man asked. "A treasure that can control skeleton soldiers?"
Lin Mo still didn't answer, but secretly ordered the skeleton soldiers to slowly move and block in front of him and Hammer.
The burly man opposite him seemed impatient and immediately took a step forward, his gun still pointed at Lin Mo: "Are you deaf? I'm asking you a question! What kind of treasure is that?"
The next moment, the skeleton soldiers around Lin Mo suddenly accelerated their movement. The nineteen skeleton soldiers formed a formation, raised their shields, and charged towards the opposite side without any hesitation or fear, because they were ruthless killing tools.
The burly man's expression changed completely.
He fired immediately, and by then, Lin Mo and Hammer had already dropped to the ground.
Gunshots rang out incessantly, accompanied by the clanging of bones, the sound of sharp blades piercing flesh, and various screams.
Lin Mo did not fire his gun; he simply moved to a different position and hid behind an obstacle.
Then all you had to do was listen to the gunshots and screams, and wait for the outcome.
In fact, the result will not be surprising.
Nineteen emotionless skeletons, incapable of feeling pain or fear, were besieging five ordinary people; there was no way anything could go wrong.
The gunfire stopped in less than ten seconds, leaving only screams, which also lasted for less than ten seconds before abruptly ceasing.
The battle is over.
Lin Mo gestured for Hammer to get up and begin cleaning up the battlefield.
The most important thing here is, of course, the shield.
Lin Mo walked over and took the wooden shield from the hand of a man with a severed arm.
【Dwarf King's Shield (Level 1 Strategic Treasure)】
[Effect: Increases the defense of the controlled creature by 2]
[Description: This shield was crafted by dwarven artisans and possesses protective power. All creatures under the wielder's command will receive an additional defensive bonus.]
This is great stuff!
Lin Mo wanted to shout, but soon after he counted the number of skeleton soldiers, his expression turned somewhat grim.
We just lost a skeleton soldier.
One of them was hit by several shotgun blasts at close range and fell apart.
First battle loss.
However, compared to the gains, this loss is negligible.
Lin Mo hung the shield on his back.
As long as he holds this shield, all the units under his control will receive a defense boost. Although he doesn't have a particularly large number of skeletons right now, once their numbers accumulate, the shield's effect will be terrifying.
He glanced at the corpse on the ground.
Five bodies, all of which died within two hours.
We cannot waste it.
Lin Mo gripped the talisman of the dead, and gray light surged forth continuously.
[Mana Points: 0/60]
Total number of skeletons: 22
Having exhausted all their mana, they summoned four more, bringing the total number of skeletons to twenty-two.
Hammer stood to the side, looking at the bloodstains and corpses on the ground. His face was a little pale, but he did not vomit or say anything. He had obviously grown a lot.
Lin Mo touched the dwarf king's shield on his back, and then touched the magic ring on the ring finger of his right hand.
Three treasures now.
Twenty-two skeleton soldiers.
The lumber mill can be acquired now.
......
Lin Mo, carrying the Dwarf King's Shield on his back, hid behind a truck two hundred meters away from the lumberyard, carefully observing through binoculars.
Twenty-two skeleton soldiers stood in neat rows behind him, their white skeletons gleaming coldly in the sunlight. Hammer stood beside him, his AR-15 gripping his hand, his palms sweaty.
Through the telescope, the two-story house, shrouded in blue light, lay as still as a tomb. The white, net-like structures on the walls were more numerous than yesterday, some already reaching the ground. There were also more insect eggs scattered around the house, like translucent time bombs.
Lin Mo's gaze swept from the houses to the surrounding trees, and then from the trees to the rooftops.
Then he saw it.
Three.
Three poisonous flies.
One was perched on the roof, wings folded, body curled up as if asleep. The other two were hanging from a large tree next to a house, their gray bodies blending into the tree trunk, almost invisible without close inspection.
Lin Mo's brows furrowed into a knot.
Three Class II biological poison flies.
Twenty-two skeleton soldiers have a good chance of defeating two poison flies.
Facing three of them, defeat is inevitable.
He put down his binoculars and remained silent for a few seconds.
Hammer noticed his expression was off: "What's wrong?"
"Three..." Lin Mo said, "There are three poisonous flies."
Hammer's expression also changed.
Although he had never witnessed the Poison Fly's combat capabilities firsthand, Lin Mo had told him before that it was a level two creature, and one of them could easily take down five or six ordinary people.
"Then what do we do?" Hammer asked. "Withdraw?"
Lin Mo did not answer immediately; his mind was racing.
Retreat? Sure, but the lumber mill is right in front of us, only 200 meters away, and he's been waiting for two days.
If we wait any longer, who knows what might happen? Maybe other survivors will discover this place, maybe the number of poisonous flies will continue to increase, or maybe new creatures will spawn in this building for some reason.
Every day and every hour in the early stages of the game is golden time; once missed, it can never be recovered.
We cannot withdraw.
But we can't launch a direct attack either.
We must find a way.
Lin Mo's gaze darted back and forth between the houses and the supermarket, as he began to formulate a tactic in his mind.
Lure the snake out of its hole.
First, lure out some of the poisonous flies to reduce their numbers inside the houses, then concentrate your forces to surround and kill the remaining ones. After dealing with the remaining ones, then deal with the ones that were lured out.
The question is, how do we get it?
gun.
Poison flies are very sensitive to sound, and it would be even better if the bullet could hit the poison flies directly.
Lin Mo's gaze fell on the supermarket.
There is a cold storage room on the first floor of the supermarket. The door is a thick iron door, and there is a special insulation layer inside. The structure is sturdy, and it is the safest place in the entire supermarket besides the manager's office.
If someone were to fire a shot from a second-floor window of the supermarket, startling the poisonous flies, they would immediately run into the cold storage, close the door, and hide inside. The flies, once inside the supermarket, would be blocked outside the cold storage and unable to breach the iron door for a short time.
Then I can take this opportunity to lead the skeleton soldiers into the lumber mill and surround and kill the poison flies left behind.
Lin Mo turned his head and looked at Han Mo.
Hammer felt a little uneasy under his gaze: "Why...why are you looking at me like that?"
"I need your help," Lin Mo said calmly. "There's a mission that's very important, and also very dangerous."
He laid out his entire plan.
The sniper position was set up on the second floor of the supermarket, directly opposite the lumber mill window. Hammer fired from there, startling the flies, and immediately dropped his weapon, running as fast as he could towards the cold storage on the first floor. The distance between the window and the cold storage was about 120 meters. At the fly's flight speed, it would only take less than ten seconds to fly from the lumber mill to the supermarket. But it would take Hammer at least fifteen to eighteen seconds to run 120 meters.
This means that he had at least five to eight seconds to run after the poisonous flies entered the supermarket.
"Five to eight seconds." Lin Mo looked into Hammer's eyes. "In those few seconds, the poisonous flies could catch up to you at any moment and bite your neck off. I'm not even sure if the cold storage door can stop them. You could die."
Hammer's Adam's apple bobbed, and his face turned even paler.
"You can refuse." Lin Mo stared into the other person's eyes. "I won't blame you. We can think of other ways."
Hammer fell silent.
After about ten seconds, he looked up and asked, "What would happen if I did it?"
Lin Mo looked at him and said, "If you do it and survive, you'll be my brother, not a follower, not a burden, but a brother."
Hammer stared into Lin Mo's eyes for a few seconds, then took a deep breath: "I'll do it."
Lin Mo was somewhat surprised.
He thought Hammer would hesitate longer, or might even refuse. After all, this was a mission with an extremely high mortality rate. And Hammer was still just an ordinary person; facing a life-or-death decision, retreating is human instinct.
But Hammer agreed.
Decisive, straightforward, and without any hesitation.
Lin Mo recalled his evaluation of Hammer in his previous life: his strategic vision was accurate, his tactical execution was decisive, and he had a kind of madness and obsession unique to necromancers.
At that moment, he saw the beginnings of this trait.
"Okay." Lin Mo nodded. "Then let's begin preparations."