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ɦ 䣺 2014-01-1913:00:00416.Chapter 416 Mo Mingdong's Studio

"Can these things really come together?" Lei Xiaojun, who came to the technical department to fight in turn, looked at the blazing blast furnace and had some questions.

Mo Mingdong was busy controlling the temperature of the flames, and from time to time threw some powder into the fire. "Try it and you'll know, even mutant beasts can appear in this era, who knows what the rest of the situation will be?"

Mo Mingdong, as the technical consultant of the Sword Factory, met Leng Yang and Feng Ye, two mutated humans, and saw that he was happy to hunt, and he had been focusing on the creation of cold weapons during this time. This man, who used to like martial arts the most and was determined to create a divine weapon, finally found his goal.

In fact, it is not difficult to make cold weapons sharp and sturdy, as long as there are good materials, but such powerful weapons are not suitable for everyone to use perfectly. In the old days, everyone was busy making money or using hot weapons, and knives and swords were just decorations, a kind of cultural cultivation.

In these two cases, the sword factory naturally favored it, and the material of the weapon was not very good, but the decoration was antique one by one. It's completely a commodity rather than a sharp weapon for injury, which makes Mo Mingdong helpless, the general trend of society is like this.

When he came to the Doomsday team, saw Leng Yang's achievements, and saw those invulnerable zombie corpses, Mo Mingdong realized that this is where he can be used. And the people of the team are also very supportive of his work, and the bones of various mutant beasts and the corpses of giant bear zombies are all disposed of at will.

People who have experienced war will no longer have that inexplicable admiration for rifles, and in their eyes, as long as a weapon that can destroy zombies is a good weapon. They will not forget how much shock the ironclad zombies gave people at the beginning, and only Leng Yang could deal with them at that time. There are also those animals that have mutated after the apocalypse, in front of them, the rifle is really a little powerless, but it is better to use cold weapons.

The beard on the side of Mo Mingdong's mouth was already very long, and the whole person looked stubble. During this time he tried many methods, many of which failed due to the lack of accurate instrumental measurements. What he wants to make is not an ordinary sword, and his requirements are very high.

The team gave him enough supplies and enough respect. Mo Mingdong knows that now his teammates outside are busy every day, but he can have a ** studio. Because everyone has placed great hopes on him, he must not let everyone down.

Some too strict requirements made Mo Mingdong's weapon production fail again and again. At the edge of his studio were several swords stacked, all of which were crude, half-finished blades with chipping edges.

Mo Mingdong's new short sword was just an experiment, and he had tried to add a lot of mutant beast bone powder to this weapon. When he had finished quenching, he took the dagger to the workbench.

On this steel workbench, there are several objects of various shapes. Mo Mingdong swung the short sword in his hand downward, and a red bone on the workbench split into two halves in response.

"Recording, ironclad zombie bones, it feels very relaxed." Mo Mingdong instructed Lei Xiaojun beside him and walked to the middle of the workbench. Lying quietly on top of it lay a somewhat thick white bone, with several deep grooves in the top of the bone.

Mo Mingdong took a deep breath, held his short sword high and swung it downward! There was a loud "bang", and the short sword made violent contact with the bone, and the white bone that was fixed to the workbench was violently shattered by the impact.

Mo Mingdong stood unsteadily, and hit the workbench hard, and immediately his fingers were scratched by the cracks on the workbench, and bright red blood flowed out. But he didn't care about it, and his eyes were fixed on the bone that had just been shattered.

"Brother Dong, Brother Dong, look!" Lei Xiaojun picked up the bones on the ground with a look of surprise. The mutated boar's thigh bone had been split open with a short sword, revealing the bone marrow inside, and the entire broken bone was littered with bone residue.

Mo Mingdong smiled, the messy beard near his mouth squeezed together with his smile, a little ugly. This is the thigh bone of the mutant boar, the bone of the mutant beast that the cold team can only deal with by bloodletting.

"Xiaojun, get out of the way, I'll try the last process." Mo Mingdong simply dealt with his injuries and walked to the last bone in front of the workbench. The weapon he wants to build must become the most powerful help for Captain Leng, and this captain who often charges on the front line is the soul of the entire team.

A good environment can make bad people self-restraint, and a bad environment can make good people do evil. Mo Mingdong never imagined that in this cruel last days, he would be able to find such a united and friendly team. And all this was brought by Captain Leng, and all he could do was to help him as much as he could.

This last bone is a human leg bone, but it is almost a circle larger than a normal person's leg bone. The overall appearance is dark red, but compared to the bones of the ironclad zombie on the side, this red seems to be more blood-red, and even gives people a somewhat smooth feeling.

If crafted with skill, it may become a dazzling work of art. But in Mo Mingdong's eyes, there was no trace of love, only deep disgust and hatred. Because it's the bones of the most formidable enemy the team has encountered so far, the giant bear zombie.

"Huhu," Mo Mingdong tried to adjust his breathing, trying to recall the power skills that some practitioners had talked about for him before. "Hey!" After feeling that it was almost over, Mo Mingdong swung the short sword downwards fiercely.

Cold weapons and hot weapons have a natural disadvantage, and in this era, the requirements for using cold weapons are bound to be very high. Only if it can do what bullets can't, will cold weapons have the value of existence, otherwise why would people risk being infected to fight zombies in close combat?

There was a loud bang, and a broken sword that collapsed flew past Lei Xiaojun's side with a "whoosh" and was deeply inserted into one side of the wall. And Mo Mingdong was half-squatting, looking at the red leg bone on the workbench, his eyes were wide open, his teeth were biting his lip tightly, and he looked unwilling.

When Lei Xiaojun rushed over, he saw that Mo Mingdong's hands were bursting with green tendons, and they were constantly trembling. The wounds that had just been bandaged were all broken open by him, and drops of blood slowly dripped onto the rusty workbench.

The giant bear zombie above the workbench had only a shallow scratch on its leg bone, which was clear, but far from breaking the bone. Lei Xiaojun seemed to see the hideous-looking giant bear zombie from this blood-red bone, waving its giant bear-like claws, and laughing hideously.

The only weapons that people have now that can deal with giant bear zombies are five or seven anti-aircraft guns, which are really a bit difficult to move and can only be useful in open terrain. In other cases, people would have to rush to the top, exchanging their lives for the opportunity to attack.

"Brother Dong, don't worry, at least we can deal with mutant beasts now, which is already a great achievement." At the beginning, Lei Xiaojun and the others had seen the mutated wild boar that was dragged back by Leng Yang, and so many bullets only broke some of its flesh and blood, but not a single bone was injured. Now that they have this weapon, they should have a lot easier for the cold team.

Mo Mingdong shook his head, what he wanted was not a replacement, but a divine weapon that could allow the cold team to gallop on the battlefield in the zombie crowd and be invincible. Anyway, the team hasn't fought yet, he still has time, and that's all he can contribute to the team.

It's a pity that Leng Yang didn't know all this that happened here, otherwise the otaku would definitely pat Mo Mingdong on the shoulder and loudly show that he was very satisfied. After all, monsters like giant bear zombies are rare, as long as they can deal with ironclad zombies and mutant beasts, Leng Yang can be very satisfied.

This is the difference between professional and amateur, Leng Yang has never been demanding, this is his way of survival. And Mo Mingdong would never hand over the defective products in his eyes to the captain he respected and even admired very much.

"As you remember, our operation this time was mainly for reconnaissance, and the main targets were zombie hordes, survivors, and industrial equipment." Leng Yang was standing by the river on the opposite bank at this time, explaining the goal of the operation to his comrades in the melee group.

Behind them, there was a tugboat named "Iowa", and a row of rows with Zhou Lei as the platoon leader. Today, the team began to cross the river to investigate, and their previous ships took too long to board the ship to dare not alarm the zombie herd. Now people who have a way back don't have to worry about this anymore.

Behind the tugboat "Iowa" was towing an empty flat-bottomed barge, and Zhou Lei was loading some supplies collected from nearby onto the ship. All the materials in Linjiang County are in their own pockets, and they should be saved, and the more materials they have, the better.

The communications platoon led by Ma Ping, who came from the same ship, was setting up a wireless relay station on a high ground at the wharf, and they had to ensure that the melee group that went out to reconnoiter could keep in touch with the rear at any time. After all, this is an unknown place, maybe there are many survivors, maybe there are countless zombies.

With the gradual construction and expansion of the base, the use of walkie-talkies is also a little inadequate. Ma Ping is considering whether to rebuild the communication network with Shibaozhai, the wharf, and the other side. In addition to walkie-talkies, they now have several network base station equipment, and radio transmitters, which seem to be used in good hands.

Waiting for Ma Ping and them to finish setting up, Leng Yang tried the walkie-talkie in his hand, "Okay, divide into two groups, and Feng Ye and I will lead the team separately." Everyone remember that the distance is not too far, our mission this time is not to engage, but to reconnoitre. He smiled and added, "We'll see who finds the most supplies." If only there were more of these things that could be done without consuming ammunition. ”

The bald man and the others all laughed, yes, now it seems to be back to the past, and it can be said that there are supplies everywhere waiting for them to get them. The end times are actually good, as long as you dare to fight zombies, you will get supplies. Only in this way can it be possible to develop step by step, instead of becoming a rat in the mountains and forests.

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