Su Nian didn't linger, choosing a direction and driving away.
The purpose of this outing was simple: to exchange food and seeds for contribution points.
Besides, Su Nian also planned to take the iron fence gate and place it on the roof of the car to bring back.
Initially, the plan was just to roam around the base to kill some time, planning to return after midnight.
However, Su Nian didn't expect that just after turning a corner, she saw the road ahead littered with densely packed spike strips.
She quickly hit the brakes while glancing in the rearview mirror.
A car had already stopped at the intersection behind her, blocking it completely.
Seeing this, Su Nian understood immediately - she had encountered a roadblock robbery.
In this post-apocalyptic world, roadblock robbers were not uncommon.
But to encounter one just a few kilometers from the first base was beyond Su Nian's expectations.
The road was flanked by farmland, sitting about half a meter higher than the fields, with trees planted along the edges. Even though the trees were almost dead, crashing into them would not end well.
Su Nian's lips curled into a smirk.
Since there was no way to forcefully leave, she might as well stay!
At that moment, four men emerged from behind the trees on both sides of the road.
Another four men descended from the car at the intersection.
All eight men were dressed in black, with shaved heads.
In the first year of the apocalypse, it was not uncommon to see people with shaved heads.
Not all bases were like the first base, which didn't lack water.
Many smaller bases struggled even to find drinking water, let alone water for washing.
Unable to wash their hair and with the weather being hot, not only men and children shaved their heads, but some women did too.
Otherwise, dealing with lice in their hair was unbearable.
In the face of survival, beauty and ugliness naturally became less important.
Su Nian observed these eight bald men without rushing to get out of the car, taking a good look at them.
With the help of the car lights, Su Nian could see them clearly.
After confirming they had no firearms, only cold weapons like steel pipes and watermelon knives, Su Nian turned sideways, reaching over from the passenger side to grab her Tang sword.
These men walked slowly, seemingly enjoying the thrill of the hunt.
By the time Su Nian stood firm under the car, they were still a few meters away.
Seeing Su Nian, a lone figure emerging from the car, the group of bald men burst into laughter.
"Good luck! It's actually a chick!"
"Even though she's wearing a mask, just looking at that figure, you know it's not bad!"
"Little girl, what's that in your hand? I advise you to be sensible, don't resist, or don't blame us for not being merciful."
Without a word, Su Nian drew her Tang sword, its blade gleaming coldly, clearly a weapon of quality.
The bald men didn't expect Su Nian to draw her sword, showing a moment of surprise.
But their surprise was fleeting, and soon they burst into uproarious laughter.
"This little chick, playing with a knife now!
Pretty girl, listen to brother's advice, put down the knife, it's not something for you to play with!
If you want to play, brother has a gun for you to play with, let you have enough fun hahaha!"
Hearing this, the other bald men also laughed.
Listening to the bald men's vulgar words, a colder light flashed in Su Nian's eyes.
The last person who spoke to her like this was Tiger Brother and his gang, who she had already sent to their graves.
Since these bald men seemed to have lived long enough, she might as well send them on their way too.
Su Nian held the Tang sword in one hand, and with the other hand, she reached for the car keys hanging on her body and turned off the car lights.
As the Hummer's lights went out, darkness enveloped the surroundings.
The car lights at the intersection were still on, but they were too far away to be of any use.
The sudden darkness startled the group of bald men.
Before they could react, they heard the sound of rapid footsteps.
A bald man saw a flash of cold light before his eyes, and before he could react, his body and head were separated.
Su Nian didn't hesitate, swinging her sword at another person nearby.
After killing four men in succession, the remaining ones were both shocked and enraged. Their eyes adjusted to the darkness, and they brandished their weapons, trying to discern Su Nian's location in the faint light from afar and charged at her.
Compared to them, Su Nian's figure was slender and smaller, but she was incredibly agile.
The long Tang sword in Su Nian's hands kept the bald men at bay.
In just a few minutes of fighting, three of the remaining four men lay on the ground.
The only one left had his arm severed by Su Nian.
Seeing Su Nian approaching step by step, the man with the severed arm fell to his knees.
"Beauty! Big sister! Heroine! I was wrong! I was blind and offended you! Please, have mercy and spare my life!"
Hearing the man's words, Su Nian stopped in her tracks.
The man's lips curled into a smile.
At that moment, Su Nian's right hand swung, and the tip of her Tang sword slid across the man's neck. He fell to the ground, his body twitching twice before going silent.
Su Nian, holding her sword, quickly walked towards the car at the intersection.
Approaching the bus, Su Nian didn't rush to get on; she wasn't sure if there were still people inside.
Standing three meters away from the bus, Su Nian thought for a moment, then took out a smoke grenade from her pocket, pulled the pin, and threw it into the open door of the bus.
Soon, the bus was filled with swirling smoke.
The smoke not only obscured vision but also had a pungent smell.
If there were people inside, they wouldn't last long before running out.
Su Nian quietly waited, and sure enough, a few seconds later, two bald men rushed out of the bus.
As soon as they landed, Su Nian swiftly cut them down.
It wasn't that these men were too weak; it was that Su Nian was far more formidable.
Su Nian had survived in the post-apocalyptic world for ten years, fighting for her life countless times, her blade tasting blood.
What she knew was not just martial arts, but the art of killing.
Every move she made was lethal!
Moreover, with a weapon that suited her in this life, she had been diligently training for nearly a year. Dealing with these half-baked thugs was naturally not a problem.
If she couldn't even handle them, Su Nian felt there was no point in living; she might as well find a pit and bury herself.
Only when the smoke inside the bus had completely cleared did Su Nian board the vehicle.
The interior was a mess, with items strewn about everywhere, including cigarette butts and ashes.
The seats at the rear had been removed, piled with numerous boxes, apparently supplies.
Su Nian raised an eyebrow and went forward to inspect.
To her surprise, the haul was quite a find.
There were six boxes of liquor, four boxes of cigarettes, with various brands included.
Additionally, there were two boxes of compressed biscuits, two boxes of canned food, six boxes of instant noodles, two boxes of sausages, and over a dozen boxes of mineral water.
The total of rice, flour, and miscellaneous grains amounted to over a dozen bags.