Accidentally provoked the whole world

Chapter 15

System: "Congratulations, you have gained experience 3670, you have been upgraded, and you have gained 5 free attribute points."

System: "Congratulations on obtaining the combat talent [Ice Field Combat] with 70 seniority points. You are now a beginner (75/75), and you can advance to an advanced level. You need [Physical Strength] to reach the standard of 37 points."

After adding points.

[Physical Strength] changed from 32 to 37.

【Ice Field Combat】Smoothly advanced to intermediate level (75/150).

System: "Congratulations on gaining 22 points of [Heavy Firepower Weapons] specialization qualifications, now expert level (260/300)."

System: "Congratulations on inheriting your personal specialization [First Aid] Elementary (5/75)."

John figured out a little trick.

The prerequisite for me to be able to find the professional qualifications from the corpse must be that the deceased had that specialization before he was alive, and the deceased's specialization cannot be lower than two ranks of mine.

In addition, the higher the specialization level of the deceased, the more specialization qualifications I get.

The same type of specialization is converted into seniority, and different types are directly inherited as primary (5/75) status, which should be the case.

After trying to understand this, John realized that no matter how many low-strength miscellaneous soldiers are killed, at most they can gain some experience, and it is impossible to gain additional specialization qualifications.

If you want to improve the qualifications of specialization, or even obtain other specializations that do not exist, you can only kill and touch the more powerful enemies.

"The killers who came to kill me are all well-trained and have a lot of experience in killing. They can't kill even one of ten soldiers. Any less corpses will be a loss. It seems that I have to change my strategy a little bit..."

……

Outside the burning house.

"Brod, what should we do now? Now the house is also burned, and the weather forecast says that the blizzard will last all night. If we don't find a shelter as soon as possible, we will freeze to death here."

The words of his teammates reminded Broad.

Brod: "Oh no, Uncle Wick must have gone to grab our sleigh! Everybody, hurry up and go back to our sleigh!"

Everyone left the burning house at once, ran out of the forest, braved the snow, and hurried to the sleigh on the back of the hillside.

When they rushed to the front, they found that there was one less sleigh cart, and there was a shallow mark on the ground leading to the other side of the mountain, which had been blown away by the snowstorm and almost disappeared.

Broad: "Get in the car! Chase him!"

It is still possible to catch up with him while the traces have not completely disappeared. Otherwise, once he escapes, with the power of "Black Caesar", there is no telling when he will be able to find his traces again.

Six people, four sleds, Brod drove one, the other four shared two, and the last person drove the other.

Bill: "Damn, why can't this car start?!"

By the time Brod and the other four had driven a long distance in a hurry, Bill, who was alone, couldn't hit the last sled.

Bill: "Damn it, the flint and steel was taken!"

Brod yelled in the channel: "Bill, what are you doing behind? Hurry up and follow!"

Bill: "Fake, that damn Wick..."

boom!
Before Bill could finish speaking, his forehead burst into tears and he fell straight onto the sleigh.

Brod: "Bill! Bill, what's wrong with you? Please answer Bill!"

John came out of the snow nest on one side, with a gun in his hand, walked to the sleigh, took off Bill's headset, "Bill is here to find you."

Brod's soles felt cold, and he slammed on the brakes, shouting angrily, "Fake, Fake you Wick!"

Needless to say, Beal has followed in the footsteps of the other four teammates.

"Brod, let's go back and kill that Peachy." The team was furious.

"NO!" Brod tried hard to take a deep breath of cold air, and his mood calmed down a lot, "I guess our Uncle Wick must have set another trap in the rear, just waiting for us to jump into it, I won't Fooled. Everybody, let's get moving, find shelter, and let the blizzard freeze that old bastard to death."

The team had lost half of their teammates, and Brod had lost the courage to go back and confront John head-on.

What's more, the snowstorm is getting bigger and bigger. If they don't find a place to settle down and don't use John's hands, everyone will be wiped out.

……

The blizzard blew the fading sound of the motor to John's ears, and at the same time brought the fresh breath of the five people.

John shook his head, "These cowards are starting to be afraid of me, and they've become a little smarter. But it's okay, the night is long, I have plenty of time to play with you, and none of you can escape."

With the characteristic of [Crystal Body] and the intermediate talent of [Ice Field Combat], the extreme cold of the blizzard is still within the tolerable range for John, at least he will not be frozen to death for a certain period of time.

He threw Bill dead on the sleigh and touched the body.

System: "Congratulations on gaining 3450 experience points."

System: "Congratulations on inheriting your personal specialization [Alcoholism] Elementary (5/75)."

Unexpectedly, this guy is also an alcoholic.

System: "Congratulations on getting a jug of whiskey."

John: "This will relieve my siege."

He unscrewed the lid of the pot, which was still warm, and drank half of the pot.

The strong wine entered the stomach, and the whole stomach seemed to be on fire, the slow-flowing blood in the blood vessels was boiling, and even the snowflakes falling on the face were not so cold.

John stuffed the flint into the sleigh, started the vehicle, and moved his nose. His [sensitivity] characteristics allowed him to quickly distinguish the direction of the enemy's escape from the wind and snow in front of him.

John: "Boys, run away, run away, daddy is coming."

He pulled the handle, and the tail of the sleigh was emitting green smoke, and it rushed forward...

……

Ahead, in the woods.

"Damn it, Brod, I swear I've seen this tree before, at least twice," someone said.

Brod exhaled, and the white air came out of his mouth and turned into frost particles, which were blown away by the strong wind.

He was so cold, it felt like the last trace of warmth in his body was leaving him.

Originally thought that with a little trickery, John could be easily dealt with and spent a difficult snowstorm night in his house, but who would have expected that things would develop into such a situation.

Attacking John on a snowstorm night was definitely the worst decision he made this year.

"Brod, we are lost. If we don't find a way out, we will die here... Damn it, I swear the temperature has dropped at least ten degrees again." The other person spoke less fluently.

Brod: "Needham, get the map...Needum? Oh shit, who saw Needham?"

"He was sitting in the back seat of me just now...how could..."

It was only at this moment that everyone realized that there was another teammate missing.

"We have to go back to Needham, he's going to die!"

"Forget it, maybe he's dead, at the hands of Uncle Wick."

"Fake you, he was still in my back seat just now, how could he die? We have to go back and find him..."

"enough!"

Brod stopped the noise of his subordinates. Where is the time to quarrel now? Even if he is not found and killed by Uncle Wick, who is demanding his life, he will surely freeze to death in the blizzard.

Brod: "We have no choice. Needham can only ask for luck. I hope you understand the current situation and don't fall behind. The only end of falling behind is death."

Everyone was silent, and morale dropped to the extreme.

Now that the map is also lost, there are only four people left in the ten-person team, and the snowstorm is raging. Is it really going to be trapped here to death?
Brod looked around unwillingly, and suddenly saw what seemed to be a huge shadow in the distance, with lights shining through the shadow...

(End of this chapter)