On this day, in the gun calibration room, gunsmoke billowed from the room.

A purple streamer flashed, and a huge pothole appeared on the shooting wall a hundred meters away, slowly emitting black smoke.

Wang Qiang shook his head, feeling that the shooting crosshairs were a little far off, so he disassembled the gun and continued to tinker.

After a long time, the gun was reassembled, and it was accurately corrected again, Wang Qiang raised the gun to aim at the target, pulled the trigger, and the marked bull's-eye was shattered by the bullet.

Putting down the corrected energy gun in his hand, Wang Qiang was quite satisfied with his results, and the two months of study allowed him to independently solve some common problems of standard weapons.

In the field, every repaired firearm may be related to a piece of life, and the importance of the work determines that it must not be sloppy, and Wang Qiang puts all his attention into it.

I have to say that perhaps thanks to his father's congenital genetics, Wang Qiang has an unparalleled affinity for the mastery of machinery. Wang Qiang can get started with a lot of hands-on skills almost as soon as he touches it, and then he becomes proficient, and finally reaches the level of lean.

In this regard, even the mechanic Lao Zhao was surprised, and repeatedly said that this baby was born to do this business.

It's just that Lao Zhao didn't tell Wang Qiang, because of the lack of cultural level, Wang Qiang's blank in physics and mathematics will make him stay at the level of skilled workers for a long time and not get an inch.

Because of this, every night, Lao Zhao will ask Wang Qiang to make up for his knowledge. Although it is the end of the world, the importance of knowledge is still irreplaceable, and only those who have knowledge can have a deeper understanding of the nature of the world, and can get out of this small place and go to the outside world to have a look.

Grabbing another repaired firearm next to him, Wang Qiang skillfully disassembled the firearm into various parts, and then assembled it like a trick, looked at the rifling with a side eye, Wang Qiang took out an ugly bullet from his bag, and there was a cross mark on the black bullet.

This is a standard bullet that Wang Qiang has spent a lot of effort hand-crafting, which can be regarded as his first "masterpiece".

Carefully press the bullet into the magazine mouth and push the load, and the friction sound of metal touching each other can be heard during the whole process, which is not very pleasant. After loading, Wang Qiangping raised the gun, aimed his eyes at the shooting wall, took a deep breath, and pulled the trigger fiercely.

"Bang!" A piercing explosion sounded, and Wang Qiang threw away the explosive firearm in his hand, and shouted with black smoke on his face.

Fortunately, there is very little gunpowder filling, otherwise it would be impossible to blow up Lao Tzu here, Wang Qiang thought to himself.

The strange thing is that once such a very dangerous thing as exploding happens, there are often accidental casualties, and Wang Qiang's hands seem to have nothing to do.

Wang Qiang has been living a busy life, repairing mechanical firearms day after day, absorbing knowledge and culture day after day. Time has lost its concept of accuracy.

Finally, in the second spring of worshipping Lao Zhao, Wang Qiang completed the production of the first rifle alone. In Lao Zhao's words, this is a milestone in the temple of machinery.

Spring is a busy season, whether it's the age of civilization or the wasteland.

For a period of time, Wang Qiang was asked to repair more and more weapons, and the damage became more and more serious, and many firearms had thick black blood stains on them.

Wang Qiang had been in the exploration team for several years, so he knew that this season was an important period to go out to find supplies, because it had been dormant all winter, and the reserves in Xiacheng had reached the warning line, so that he had to mobilize all of them to go out to explore.

The entire Lower Town organizes only two large-scale expeditions a year. At that time, everyone in the living area will be forced to go out into the field to find all kinds of supplies, which is the obligation that every downtown resident must fulfill. The rest of the time, part of the exploration work was undertaken by the exploration team independently.

Looking at the damaged weapons and wiping the blood stains on the barrels, Wang Qiang recalled the days in the field.

It can't be said that the days of his exploration team have found nothing, and the long survival in the wild has created Wang Qiang's extraordinary survival ability in the wild. When he sees these guns, he always thinks of the struggle of his former companions, and he has moved away from that hard-to-remember life.

With the gradual increase in the number of books he has read recently, Wang Qiang has learned to look at problems in a different way of thinking.

There is one reason why the population of the lower city never exceeds three thousand, and that is that at this time of year, there are always many people who die on the way to find supplies.

In the period of recorded history, the spring search work of Xiacheng also encountered several large-scale zombie invasions, and those terrifying disasters, if it were not for the good enough city defense system in Xiacheng, Yongdao is easy to defend and difficult to attack, Xiacheng would have been destroyed long ago.

Each disaster also reduced the city from its heyday to the point of surviving. Fortunately, after a long period of recuperation, the lower city now has some vitality.

Fate is like this, although the wild is full of dangers, the survival of the ** has to drive everyone to face death.

During this period, the loss of weapons was very large, and there was a lack of supply channels, so the pressure on the repair of weapons fell on Lao Zhao. Thanks to an outstanding mechanic like Lao Zhao, Xiacheng can be tested for a long time in the storm.

The death of his companion also became a reason for Wang Qiang's desperate work, and he had to use his own efforts to make up for the regret of not being able to go to the field to fight. You should also pin your blessings on these repaired guns, so that these guns can bring back the companions of the lower city alive.

Time passed, after a whole busy period, Wang Qiang's work entered a salty period. This is due to the fact that the large exploratory mission in the spring has already been completed, and the task of armament repair will not be too busy in the coming months.

The work at hand has slowed down, but Wang Qiang's life is still busy. Lao Zhao took advantage of this period of time to supplement a lot of physics and mathematics knowledge for Wang Qiangwei, from mechanics to geometry, and even involved a lot of advanced mathematical theories. More than 16 hours of work and study every day make Wang Qiang like a sponge, constantly absorbing water.

The weather gradually got hotter, Wang Qiang took off his heavy work clothes, and began to go into battle shirtless most of the time, sometimes after a short maintenance work, his whole body was covered with sweat stains. Although he couldn't see the ground, Wang Qiang knew that it was the season of midsummer.

The palace of knowledge is boundless, swimming in the ocean of knowledge, Wang Qiang's life is fast and fulfilling. In the blink of an eye, summer is gone, and autumn is here again.

Xiacheng began to organize autumn exploration missions, and the heavy work tasks fell on Wang Qiang again.

This time the intensity of the work is very strong, many broken machinery that is close to scrapping are within the scope of maintenance, Wang Qiang can feel the autumn exploration, Xiacheng seems to have suffered a great setback.

The more maintenance and work, the more Wang Qiang's ominous premonition became more and more obvious, and finally, the autumn exploration came to an end in a bleak situation, and winter followed.

On this day, Wang Qiang was immersed in making a set of standard parts for firearms as always, and there was a sound of footsteps in the storage area, and then the voices were loud and deafening, and Wang Qiang had to come back to his senses from his own world.

Wang Qiang took off the protective gloves on his hands and walked out of the mechanical room.

A rough voice came from outside: "Elder Zhao, think of a way, it's impossible for my brothers to fight zombies in the wild shirtless!" ”

As soon as Wang Qiang heard it, he knew that this was Lin Er, and only his broken voice would be domineering.

"Without materials, I can't do anything, without materials, even if you call the gods, he can't do it." Zhao Tie roared.

A gloomy voice said, "Isn't the armament supply in the lower city claimed to be thirty years? How could it be that it began to run out of supply in less than twenty years? ”

Lao Zhao roared angrily: "Lin San, you idiot, thirty years of military reserves is a calculation in peacetime, what do you have in your head?" How many life-and-death battles have you fought over the years, and you have been treated as a fart? ”

Wang Qiang looked at the flat-headed man with a cold look and a sick look from behind the door, Lin San, the logistics director of Xiacheng, was an out-and-out greedy villain.

At this time, Mayor Lin, who had been thinking about the problem, spoke: "Lao Zhao, you have to find a way to get out of this matter, if the materials are in short supply, you have to organize people to search, talk about where there are raw materials, we will organize people to find them, weapon reserves are related to the survival of the city, and there can be no slackness." ”

"There are places, but I don't know if you have the courage to go." Lao Zhao pondered for a moment and said.

Lin Er took the lead in shouting: "You can't go anywhere in the Sword Mountain and the Sea of Fire, as long as the place you said really has something in need." "It seems that Lin Er is very concerned about the life and death of his brothers.

Lao Zhao flipped out an old map from the work platform, pointed to one of them and said: "Here, before the end of the world, I remember that it was a secret military uniform factory, a complete set of firearms production lines, and a large number of finished products and military raw materials. ”

Lin Er grabbed the map and looked at it, inhaled a breath of cold air in his open teeth, and a pair of fierce eyes took away ninety percent of the fierce light.

"This, isn't this Guan County? Nima, there were 1.2 million permanent residents there before the end of the world, Lao Zhao, are you teasing me? ”

"Whoever has the spirit to tease you, the military factory is there, but it is not in the center of the county, in the suburbs, near the southeast of the national highway, where there is a mountain with a low altitude, and the military factory is hidden at the foot of the mountain." Lao Zhao said.

Lin San leaned over and glanced at the map, but didn't dare to speak.

Everyone discussed for a long time, probably expressing their opinions on how to outwit the military factory, and even the soldiers of the city defense team who came with them dared to come up and give guidance and express their opinions.

Wang Qiang quietly came behind Lao Zhao, looked at the map on Lao Zhao's table, and was ashamed, if it weren't for this controversy, Wang Qiang would not have noticed the map on the table, according to the words he had only recently recognized, Wang Qiang looked at the small signs on the map, reading the names spelled out one by one, Wang Qiang found that there were so many unknown places in the outside world.

"I feel the need to sneak through the mountains to avoid a lot of zombies." A city guard said.

"I said you are a bad pen, you went to the mountains, how can you take away the equipment and raw materials? If you want me to see it, you have to open a section of national highway in a short time and use a locomotive to load it. Another retorted.

"The ideal is good, but the reality is cruel, how do you get through? One million and two million zombies, I can't sleep at night, and I have to find a woman to soothe my puffing little liver. "Some people even screamed.

Lin Er stared at the map intently, his mouth pursed tightly, and his eyes gradually became blood-red.

Suddenly, he turned to look at Mayor Lin behind him, and said resolutely, "Big brother, I think it can be done." Let's do it. ”

Mayor Lin straightened his sleeves and stretched out his finger to point to the map: "Erhu, tell me your opinion, how to enter the military factory?" ”

Lin Eryi's fierce eyes flickered a few times, and he said: "Call Hu Kaiqing back, I will cooperate with him, I will set up three lines of defense on the periphery, and Hu Kaiqing will lead people into the factory to carry raw materials and equipment." ”

Then he picked up the pen and drew on the electronic board: "Large machinery will definitely be followed by groups of zombies when taking the national highway, once the fire is exchanged, it will definitely not be able to escape the encirclement of the zombies, and the national highway near Guanxian County cannot be walked." But we can go by water. ”

Lin Er drew a marching route, bypassing several places that could cause heavy casualties.

"We will find a way to find a boat, go over the river, leave all the mechanical vehicles near the river beach, bypass the national highway and the development zone near the military factory, and we will definitely avoid a large number of zombies."

When Lao Zhao heard this, his eyes lit up, this method is good. Although he usually doesn't wait to see the Lin family brothers, he has to admit that Lin Er is still very smart.

At this time, Lin San came up and said, "Where can we find the boat?" There's no such thing in the city. ”

Mayor Lin thought for a while and said, "I know that there is a place where there is a boat, but I don't know if it can be done." ”