Chapter 294 Camp No. 27

The sign of shelter 027 was removed and replaced by the sign of Camp 27.

People in blue vault uniforms followed the elevator back to the surface.

When they saw the thin sunlight, they cheered, cried bitterly, ran on the street, knelt down and kissed the concrete floor.

The soldiers at the Fishbone Base stood together in groups of three or four, chatting to pass the time and jokingly looking at these lunatics.

"Are these guys crazy?" Looking at the cheering blue skins from afar, Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"It's just that I've been waiting for too long." Cheng Weiguo grinned and said with a cigarette in his mouth.

After the initial excitement, those residents quickly settled down.

Under the coordination of the managers dispatched by the 027 shelter, the one hundred advance team residents quickly gathered in the center of the square, and then unloaded the construction materials transported to the surface from the freight elevator.

That's a metal plate. This thing is amazing, it seems to be a kind of memory metal.

I saw a "blue skin" driving a small construction vehicle, holding a 50-square-meter rectangular metal plate and throwing it on the ground, waiting for the "blue skin" next to it to tear off the plastic film on the outside. After being in contact with the air for a while, Jiang Chen saw that the 50-square-meter metal plate cracked a few holes in the middle, and it moved like a Transformer, automatically forming an iron house with doors and windows. .

Jiang Chen's eyes almost popped out.

This thing is simply amazing!

Seeing that Cheng Weiguo and the others didn't show any surprised expressions on their faces, this kind of thing shouldn't be a rare thing before the war. But even though there was no surprised expression, the envy was still unmistakable.

No wonder these predators are keen to rob these blue skins, there are too many good things.

Although it was not enough to go up and grab it, Jiang Chen still stopped the manager who directed the construction of the camp, and asked directly how much of this thing was left in the shelter. The manager couldn't understand Jiang Chen's meaning, and immediately showed a helpless expression on his face.

"There are not many of these things in the shelter, only these one hundred sets."

"Only one hundred sets?" Jiang Chen continued to ask a little unwillingly, "What about the production process? You should have blueprints or something?"

It's nothing to hide,

The manager nodded. "Yes, but it is very troublesome to produce this thing. It is no exaggeration to say that before the war, such a board-shaped mobile house was produced. The cost was enough to directly build four houses with better conditions on the ground. The only advantage of this kind of thing is that it does not take up space, if it is not for putting it in the shelter, there is no need to produce this thing at all.”

After all, the cost of building a shelter is as high as one million yuan per square meter. In a shelter where every inch of land is expensive, the cost of piling up building materials to occupy space is even higher.

hear this. Jiang Chen didn't pay attention to this thing anymore.

However, I still secretly remembered that there was such a thing.

Although he can't use this thing now, who can say what will happen in the future? For example, aerospace or something, the scope of application of this thing is still very wide.

In less than half an hour, two small engineering vehicles had run back and forth on the square several times, and one hundred small iron houses were neatly located on the square. The residents of the shelter carried big bags and small bags, and lived in the iron house according to the number.

Among them, 80 iron houses are occupied by the residents of the refuge, and the other 20 iron houses are occupied by the garrison of the fishbone base.

After a while, under the escort of a dozen soldiers, three trucks drove into the square.

These three trucks were full of building materials and construction workers brought by the Fishbone Base.

It is not enough just to build good housing, for the safety of the camp. Walls are also essential.

Most of these workers from the Fishbone Base are residents recruited from Shenxiang Town. After nearly three months of labor, they have almost been upgraded from "slaves" to "inferior citizens", and some outstanding contributors have even been upgraded to "" middle citizen".

After stopping in the open space in front of the camp, the workers in the car jumped out of the car in twos and threes. After unloading the goods, the cement truck and related construction equipment were skillfully set up, and then under the command of the engineer, the foundation was dug outside the square.

According to the plan, the Fishbone Base will build a wall with a total length of 4,000 meters outside the square. Nearby semi-collapsed small shops will be pulled down directly, and buildings with higher integrity will be brought into the camp and used.

The camp was full of activity. The clanging sound continued into the night. Many frozen zombies, attracted by the breath of the living, approached the camp with slow steps.

However, the soldiers at the Fishbone base had long been prepared. The soldiers stationed at the entrance of the street picked up their rifles and fired two shots from a distance to kill the scattered zombies. There are not many active zombies in this generation. In other words, because the low temperature suppressed the reproduction of zombies in the city center, until summer, there were no dense crowds of corpses in the suburbs of Wanghai City.

The construction of the camp was in full swing, but compared to the activity on the surface, the underground shelter was much deserted.

Han Junhua sat at the table, facing the angry Wu Yaguo indifferently.

"What have you done? Let them help us set up a camp. I don't object to that, but what does the garrison mean? Do you want us to be their slaves?"

"In my opinion, this is the best ending." Han Junhua said lightly.

Taking what they need, fearing the same unbearable consequences, both sides exercise restraint.

"Are you stupid? Since they want us, we can use our technology to ask for more benefits from those natives!"

Hearing Wu Yaguo's accountability, Han Junhua only found it funny.

But for some reason, she couldn't laugh.

"Do you know what they brought when they came?"

"What?" Wu Yaguo said disapprovingly, "huge army? So what? Even if we can't fight, as long as we close the door, they won't be able to come in. Unless they don't want the technology we have, otherwise he has to sit Come down and talk to us."

Han Junhua shook his head.

"The news of our energy shortage has been known to them. Or it is not a secret at all, and the threat is not established at all."

"Then we will force each other to die." Wu Yaguo said viciously, "If the door never opens, they will get nothing."

"Have you ever heard of gambling?" Han Junhua asked.

Wu Yaguo raised his eyebrows, not knowing why.

Seeing that he did not speak, Han Junhua continued.

"Two gamblers are sitting at the gaming table, both of them are watching each other's chips. The rules of the game are very simple. Two guns are held in the hands of two people respectively, but the guns are pointed at the same person. A uses the gun to threaten B hands over the chips, and B points a gun at himself to threaten A. The game revolves around B's life and death, and if B dies, A gets nothing."

"This rule is not fair at all." Wu Yaguo said with a sneer.

"Rules are never fair to the weak." Han Junhua said lightly, "Just a few hours ago, Jiang Chen and I were holding that gun. It's just that at the beginning of the game, I pointed the gun at myself head."

That aura made Wu Yaguo hold his breath. (To be continued.)