Chapter 228 (2/2)
Five big men in the stronghold will be here soon.
Yi Zhanfei, pangyunfei, Gu Yang, Tan Chenghua, Linson The five strongholds really control the life and death of the big guy, they sit down, but no one out of the voice.
In the past years, Yi war flew to preside over, but last year his strength was seriously damaged and he has lost this qualification.Lin Sen, not to mention, of the five big men, he is the weakest and the least qualified to speak. If it's not that other people don't want to replace him for the time being, otherwise with Linson's strength, there are only four big men left in the stronghold.
Gu Yang coughed. He was of medium height, with an inch in his head, and looked very energetic. People who don't know think he is a tough man. Unfortunately, people who know him don't think so.
”It's not a good way to do it. I think it's a good place.”
As Gu Yang's voice fell, he rowed his hand, and a beam of light appeared in front of him, forming a realistic map. With excellent production, the map is scaled back from the real map.
The application of AR technology, before the advent of the end of the world, is nothing new, like the map of Zhongzhou City, of course.
Gu Yang points out a place, which zooms in and presents the area in front of the public.
Although it is a real map, it is still accompanied by some text notes, such as what hotel, what road and so on, so that people can know what the place is.
If someone takes the lead and the location is appropriate, there is naturally nothing to discuss.
As in previous years, one person sent out 1000 people to form an armed force of 5000. Who leads the team, who produces so many dissimilators, and who has cooperated with each other is based on the past years, and there is no dispute.
In half a day, there will be results.
As soon as the three-day preparations arrived, the armed force of 5000 people gathered outside the gate of the stronghold. Almost all mechanized, from heavy trucks, to modified buses, some SUVs and so on.
With a team of 5000 people, a large area is under pressure.
In the street nearby, I don't know how many survivors appeared. They looked at the team, but they looked indifferent.
The reason is very simple. The service objects of this team are the big men, and the grain they bring back has nothing to do with them. Who cares about things that are not beneficial to you?
Many people know that if it was not for Lu Chuan, how many people would not be able to survive this winter?
Even if the end of the world no longer indifferent, in their hearts, Lu Chuan's cordiality, but also more than some of these in charge of their big men.
Some smart teams, also action, they will take this strong team, meat may not be able to eat, but drink soup is certainly OK.
At this time of every year, the team will go deeper into the city.
This is an opportunity for them to follow. After the main forces of the stronghold have cleared the streets, they will follow them to some places nearby to find something useful.
For a moment, if a large stronghold, all become lively.
Soon, after organizing for more than an hour, a team of 7000 or 8000 people left the stronghold and moved towards the city.
Grain is a problem that needs to be faced after every cold winter.
Whether it's upper or lower.
At the same time, the team of spring ploughing is also organized. In the slave camps in the stronghold, a large number of slaves were gathered and began to assign tasks before spring ploughing.
A large number of farm tools were distributed to them. The number of slaves accounted for almost one third of the population of the stronghold, which was very large.
In the cold winter, they only have a piece of bread every day. They are all skinny from hunger to now. How many people can't even walk, but they can't face pale, holding tools and preparing to go to the ground.
Agriculture in the end of the world can not use machinery, but only the most primitive way.
Flying zombies hovering in the sky, as long as there is a sound, they will quickly fall down, and sometimes they will gather into a large area. Such a time would be a disaster for the slaves.
In the last few years, survivors have learned how to deal with these flying zombies, for example, with primitive farming methods, and there is no sound. Then he dug a shelter in the field. Once he found the flying zombie, he hid in it as fast as possible.
There are some green plants in the entrance and exit of the bunker. As long as you go in, it is difficult to find flying zombies in the sky.
It is by using these methods that we can barely cultivate here.
Only in this way, the cultivated area is really limited, and the output of grain can only be enjoyed by the upper class.
But this method is not omnipotent. Sometimes, it will be found by flying zombies, and it will bring death. It can be said that every grain of rice contains the blood of slaves.
Under the pressure of survival, people's wisdom is infinite, and various methods have been created.
In the stronghold, like animals awakened from winter, the survivors began to become active and struggle for survival. If you are busy with something, you will find something if you have nothing. Even if there is no shortage of workers, they will try to take a chance.
The 100 tons of grain thrown down by Luchuan helped them survive the severe winter, and there was still a little surplus food that allowed them to find a job at ease.It's cruel in the stronghold, but it's not a dead end.
Spring is coming, people seem to have a little more to look forward to with the sunshine.
(it's wrong. It's not updated.. It's good to find out in time. Otherwise, it will be broken today.)