A group of people a little dull walked to a huge door made of steel, the disaster happened at night, the doors here are locked, Zhang Fan looked at the old iron lock on the door, twisted hard and snapped the lock to break, pushed open the dusty door, a strong smell of engine oil suddenly drilled into the nasal cavity, there is a special sense of historical obsolescence in the hearts of the group of people!

The space of the factory is particularly huge, the roof is very high, and the rows of machines are neatly arranged, Zhang Fan doesn't know much about these machines, but Lao Liu has worked in the factory before, and he knows what kind of machines these are.

Stroking these machines, Lao Liu sighed with emotion, he worked in the former factory for almost 20 years, and then the factory closed down, he was laid off and went home, and gave tens of thousands of yuan to send away. Those years were the most difficult years for him, he worked as a small worker on the construction site, and finally found a more stable job in Zhang Fan's repair shop, so he was still grateful to Zhang Fan, although he usually likes to steal and play tricks, but that is also a habit in the factory, and it can't be changed for a while.

"This is the lathe, you remove the fixing screws below, I will remove the wires in the junction box, this is the boring machine and that is the milling machine." Looking at Lao Liu's somewhat excited command to disassemble everyone, Zhang Fan felt that he had known him for so long, and he was the most active and excited about his work today.

Carrying various machines, Zhang Fan suddenly remembered, can the generator of so many machines be able to move? When I thought of it, I asked, "Lao Liu, can the generator in our repair shop bring these machines?" Lao Liu looked at him like an idiot, "The generator has two voltages, 220V and 380V!" These machines use a voltage of 380V, which can definitely be used, but you have to pull some more generators back, otherwise one generator can't bring several machines. ”

Zhang Fan's advantage is that he doesn't understand and asks, there is nothing to be ashamed of, after listening to Lao Liu's words, he was also relieved, Lao Liu is an expert in these machines, and he will use them all. Lao Liu watched a group of big men shouting the number, one by one put the machines on the car, checked that there were no parts missing, and then said to Zhang Fan, "Let's go!" These should be enough, and I will come back to get them later. "It's like your own home.

The group happily drove back with a full load, and suddenly drove a forklift at the end of the factory road, Zhang Fan's eyes were almost straight, because many spikes were installed in front of the forklift, and the cab was also sealed with steel bars, just like a hedgehog drove over.

Zhang Fan was still thinking about why there wasn't a single zombie in the factory just now? I thought it was all off work at night, and there was no one in the factory, but now I see that someone killed the zombies.

When the forklift approached, a gray-haired human head poked out of the cab and shouted to Zhang Fan, "Who are you?" What is it for? What do you do in our factory? ”

Zhang Fan didn't get out of the car, and shouted to the driver in the cab, "Who are you?" We are survivors of Baohe Town, come and pull some machines to use. The man got off the forklift, came to the side of Hope No. 1 and looked at Zhang Fan and their people in the cab, and saw a few people in police clothes inside, he said excitedly, "You are the government who came to save us?" ”

Zhang Fan saw that the man was over 50 years old, and there was no weapon on him, so there should be no threat, so he made a gesture and got out of the car with Lao Wen, walked to the man, and Zhang Fan said to him, "Master, we were not sent by the government to rescue you, now the government has ignored the cities below, let everyone fend for themselves, these police comrades are also what we only met today,"

Lao Wen and they also said at this time, "Master, we are the police of the Baohe Town Police Station, my name is Wen Ziqiang is the instructor of the police station, now after the disaster, the losses are huge, the virus is spreading very rapidly, the government has no spare strength to help everyone, let the people suffer!" ”

After listening to Zhang Fan's old text, the man looked disappointed, "How can this be?" That's how it becomes! What are we going to do in the future? Zhang Fan heard what he meant, and he was not alone here, so he immediately asked, "Master, what is your surname?" How many of you are here now? "My surname is Yang, and we have more than 300 people still alive now! The others are either dead or crazy, we went out to Baohe Town to ask for help, but Baohe Town is also full of crazy people, and we haven't gone to the government for help again!

After listening to Master Yang's words, Zhang Fan was taken aback, there are not one in ten people in other places, how can so many people survive in this factory? Could it be that there are some powerful characters or weapons here?

For the question of how there are so many survivors in the Baohe Tool Factory, Zhang Fan then asked Master Yang, and Master Yang's answer made them suddenly realize that the tool factory was originally outside Baohe Town, and there were more than 800 workers working in the factory, plus more than 1,000 family members living in the family area, and the others were married in Baohe Town or found an old man to pay their home, and they all returned to their homes in Baohe Town after work.

After the disaster came that night, the workers and their families in the factory were also chaotic for a while, but under the leadership of some old workers in the factory and Chairman Liu of the trade union with relatively high prestige, the crazy patients were forcibly isolated, and the others now eat in the factory canteen during the day, and go home to sleep at night.

After listening to Master Yang's words, Zhang Fan asked curiously, "Master Yang, that night was so sudden, how did you organize it in a short period of time?" And lock up so many patients? ”

Master Yang sighed deeply and said, "After the chaos that night, we didn't dare to go out casually, those patients bit when they saw people, and I saw people who were bitten and scratched upstairs, and after a while, they also became ill, and began to bite like everyone else." At this time, Chairman Liu of the trade union led a group of workers, wearing thick overalls, and knocking over those patients with steel pipes and iron rods, which rescued more and more people, and those who were saved took up weapons to subdue the patients, and saved hundreds of people like a snowball. ”

After saying a long paragraph, Master Yang's mouth was a little dry, Zhang Fan hurriedly handed over a bottle of water, Master Yang took a sip and said, "But some of the people rescued were scratched and bitten, and they all became ill in a short period of time in the future, and in the end, we were left alone, and even Chairman Liu was scratched and sick!" ”

Zhang Fan heard Master Yang's statement and analyzed that the tool factory could survive so many people, and having a leader was the most important, and the people in the factory were familiar with each other and could be organized immediately.

Unlike people in society who take care of each other when they are in danger, like an old woman who falls to the ground and no one cares, someone who fights and hides far away, and who dare not speak up when he encounters a thief, there are too many such things. Is our quality too low, or are we too cold? (I don't want to think so much, it's too painful!) This is a matter for the government. ）

Zhang Fan feels that this disaster will have so many deaths, and it is also a warning to everyone! All for one, one for all! Maybe future generations of mankind can remember this lesson!