The single-row car slowly drove to the side of the fuel dispenser, and Su San jumped down from the body with a splitting axe. The other seven people also got out of the car, leaving only one driver with the car, and the engine could not be turned off, so they drove away directly if something happened.

Su San slowly came to the door, twisted the doorknob, and did not move. It can be locked from the inside, either there are people inside, or it is locked with a key, and it must have nothing to do with zombies.

Su San left the aluminum alloy door and slowly moved under the window.

The gas station accepts cash, so all the windows are welded with fences. The thumb-thick steel bar prevents the windows from being dead, and the zombies have no choice.

But Su San is a big living person, and it is impossible to be stumped by the isolation net.

He stood up and looked inside the room through the window.

The tables and chairs in the room, including the coffee table, are neatly arranged.

A window was replaced, the bedroom was tidy up, and there was even a huge gray cloth on the bed. This is obviously carefully placed before the person leaves.

The other rooms were equally neat and clean. I walked around the house and found no sign of the living. Especially in the kitchen, there is no trace of cooking, not a single grain of grain remains. Oil, salt, sauce and vinegar were even more looted. The boss must have run away with his family in the first place.

It's right to think about it, the facilities of this gas station are too simple, and it is far away from the village, whether it is a zombie or a living person, once it is targeted, there will definitely be no good fruit to eat. It's better to run back to the village desperately and fight for a future. Being bitten by a zombie can only be blamed on bad luck.

In contrast, Lao Huang and his son died too miserably.

Su San looked at the time, half past ten, and the time was.

He took the people around him into the car and drove home with a smoke.

The situation at the gas station has been figured out. Teams of 30 people can keep themselves safe.

Su San asked everyone to get into the car quickly and follow him to pull the oil tank.

A forklift, a hook machine, a front four and a back eight and two single rows loaded all 30 people and several plastic buckets, and rushed out of the street with black smoke.

All operating vehicles are fully fueled, so you don't have to worry about crashing down halfway.

Come to the road next to the gas station. Su San commanded everyone to form a battle formation according to the original plan.

There are three people in the southeast, northwest, and north, and the rest are on standby in the middle, and where there are zombies, they will fight wherever they are.

In order to be safer and provide a broader view, Su San changed the plan, asking Tsuneishi to put the fuel of the two empty trucks into plastic barrels first, and then asked Liu Yang to push them into the sand pit on the east side of the road.

Then, Su San asked Liu Yang to push the cornfield next to the west of the gas station into a 30-meter square. All the corn was crushed to the ground. In this way, the field of vision will be wider, and the zombies and living people in the cornfield will not be able to hide.

After everything was ready, the forklift and hook machine went hand in hand and began to dig the ground.

The location of the underground oil tank is obvious, and the traces on the wall to prevent fireworks and vehicles on the ground from entering and exiting (the fuel truck will replenish and sell the oil every few days, and the traces are clear.) Just get it.

The movement of the forklift and hook machine is very loud, so large that it can be heard from hundreds of meters away.

Su San looked around nervously, for fear that a large-scale zombie would appear.

Five minutes later, the underground tank appeared in front of the forklift and hook machine. Su San didn't have time to slowly clean up the surroundings of the oil tank. Time is very precious to them.

He called the five drivers who were driving, took tools to cut off the connection between the oil tank and the fuel dispenser, and knew from the leaking oil that the filling was diesel. After plugging the funnel, I hurriedly looked at the reserves of the oil tank.

Diesel has more than half, about 13,4 tons of appearance. That's not much, and it's a lot higher than the worst-case scenario.

Su San took five people to tie the wire rope to the oil tank, and used a forklift and a hook machine to slap it from the ground to the ground.

When they were about to hang the oil tank four times and eight times ago, everyone was dumbfounded.

Originally, I thought that the small oil tank would not be too big, but when it was hoisted, I realized that it was 2 meters high. Coupled with the height of the first four and the last eight themselves, it can't be installed at all.

The hook machine is not powerful enough to lift a guy of nearly 20 tons.

The bucket of the forklift is up to 3.5 meters. This is just the height of the bucket, not the net height, and don't forget that there is room for the wire rope.

Liu Yang anxiously shouted to Su San in the car crate:

"Third brother, no, there is no hope at all. Hurry up and figure it out! ”

Su San looked around, and there was nothing that could be used.

It's not that there is no solution, it's just a little more laborious. That is to pile up a gentle slope of 1.5 to 2 meters, and let the forklift and hook machine drive up. The first four and the last eight stop close to the gentle slope, so that the height is enough.

The earthwork that needs to be used to carry the gentle slope of the forklift and the hook machine at the same time is at least about 120 cubic meters, which is simply a fool's dream.

"It's better than this, this thing is so heavy, no one can take it away. Shall we bring all the men over tomorrow and take a gentle slope before loading the car? ”

Liu Yang said.

Su San went through the situation in his mind and immediately rejected the suggestion.

The oil tank is exposed on the surface, and it is not easy to steal the oil.

Both the village and the tight-fitting men have the potential to steal the fruits of victory. The Lao Huang gas station is a living example of this.

"In this way, all the way from the cornfield is the edge of our village. Forklifts and hookers make a little effort to drag the oil tanks down the fields with wire ropes and back home. ”

After Su San finished speaking, Liu Yang looked at him in surprise.

Pulling a 20-ton weight and dragging a 20-ton load on the ground are two completely different concepts.

Not to mention whether the diesel tank can withstand the huge friction with the ground, it is filled with oil, not harmless water stored by people.

Even forklifts and hook machines can't stand it. After driving 180 meters, the engine oil is channeled, the water tank is boiled, and the engine strike is possible.

"Third brother, aren't you crazy, how is this possible?!"

Liu Yang is an expert in forklifts, and he knows best how much work forklifts can do, and his words have made Su San bottomless.

When he was hesitating, the second small who opened the first four and the last eight came over and said:

"It's better to load the oil tank onto the single-row car, and use the front four and the back eight to pull the single-row back from the road."

After listening to the second child's words, Liu Yang immediately became anxious. He was still very polite to Su San, but he didn't have that good temper with Erxiao.

"You TM pig brain, a broken single-row car can be loaded with a maximum of 10 tons, and a 20-ton oil tank will be smashed on, and the wheels, frames, bow boards, and axles will all have to be crushed."

Erxiao was frightened by Liu Yang's momentum, and he didn't dare to talk back, and turned his head to look at Su San. He still has to make up his mind about this group.

"Third brother, that's not what I said."

Su San looked at Er Xiao and knew what he wanted to say. He felt like he had to take the risk.

Towing in the field, the forklift is not powerful enough.

Dragged down the road, friction heats the tank and sparks fly. Once it is worn out, it becomes an incendiary bomb, and if it ignites and explodes, no one will want to live.

The meaning of the second small is obvious, and the single-row car is not needed. Let his frame hold up the fuel tank, and then let the front four and the back eight drag the single-row frame to slide down the road. As long as the tank does not touch the ground, everything is fine.

Su San told Liu Yang about this bold idea. Liu Yang suddenly felt embarrassed for misunderstanding Erxiao.

Su San didn't give them time to apologize to each other, and directly waved his hand and said:

"Eight people come with me."

Su San took everyone to the field and picked up some corn stalks, which were evenly spread into the single-row carriage. Then another layer of clay was placed on top of it, so that the tank was more well protected.

Then, Liu Yang and the others hoisted the oil tank onto a single row of trucks.

When the wire rope slowly landed, there was a "rattling" sound from the thin single-row carriage, and it was crushed unexpectedly.

"Leave that alone, brake the tank tightly, and hang the wire rope to the front four and the back eight."

Su San saw that everyone was worried when they heard the voice, so he immediately grabbed one of them and pushed them out.

At this time, Chang Shilei walked to Su San's side in a panic.

"Your mission is to keep a sentry, what kind of mess are you running over here?!"

Su San asked dissatisfiedly.

Chang Shilei gasped and said:

"Third brother, there are people!"