Chapter 708: Someone is coming from the Western Conference! [Please subscribe]

In the mountain forest, yellow solar street lights shine, making the originally dark forest soft and no longer scary.

Li Yu continued:

"The zombie generators in the base are very useful now. I will also think of ways to recruit some talents in electrical machinery, especially those in the field of electrification, to use the power generated by the zombies continuously. I believe the future is promising."

Under the illumination of the street lamp, Li Yu's eyes were filled with light.

The third uncle nodded and said: "Actually, diesel vehicles do not necessarily have to use diesel, peanut oil, used waste oil, etc. can be used."

Li Yu smiled bitterly and said: "I know, but it's too extravagant. One acre of land can produce 1,000 kilograms of peanuts, and the oil yield rate is only 44%. That is, one acre of land can only produce 440 kilograms of peanut oil. 100 kilograms of peanut oil is equivalent to

At 117 liters.

440 pounds of peanut oil is equivalent to 514 liters.

With more than 500 liters of oil, it can only run 1,500 kilometers.

It takes four months to grow peanuts for one season, four months per acre of land, and the oil produced can only drive a car 1,500 kilometers.

No matter how you calculate it, it’s such a loss.”

Li Yu had already settled this debt.

So replacing diesel with peanuts grown at the base is too luxurious.

There are only two ways now, find more diesel, or find oil to refine.

Or use zombie generators, and then find ways to recruit some experts in electrification to transform some electric trucks.

The two of them were walking on the mountain road and chatting.

It wasn't until ten minutes later that the two reached the top of the mountain, overlooking the entire base.

The solar street lights on the base road look like stars hanging in the sky, forming a beautiful picture.

The big camphor tree in the center of the inner city is extremely conspicuous.

Standing on the top of the mountain, you can also overlook the outer city.

If you go up to the watchtower on the top of the mountain, you can see farther away.

They blew the wind on the top of the mountain for a while and then went down the mountain.

The final time to set off again has been agreed upon. We will have a day off tomorrow and Uncle San will lead the team to set off again the day after tomorrow.

It’s just that this time we set out, we will bring more people and more cars with us.

Western Conference.

Since Gan Hu came back, he had a big meal and drank a lot, and then told Gan Xiong and Qian Long about what happened along the way and the news about the destruction of his third brother Gan Shang and Chengzi Zhoutou.

Gan Xiong's face was extremely ugly. He had thought that Laosan's side would be affected by natural disasters, but he did not expect that someone would dare to kill them.

The veins on his forehead popped.

"You said that when you were in Chengzizhoutou, the license plate numbers of the people you caught and the group of people who killed Shang'er were mainly from Gan City?" Gan Xiong asked Gan Hu again

road.

Gan Hu nodded heavily and replied: "Yes, I heard it clearly. Yao Zuo was also nearby, and he heard it too."

Yao Zuo, who was not sitting on the sofa but had his hands in front of him, nodded and said, "Yes, I heard it too. It seems that those people are in Gan Xiong."

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"Yeah." Gan Xiong responded with a sound from his nostrils.

But he did not express his position immediately, nor did he say that he would take people to Ganshi to search for him.

He just suddenly got up from the sofa and looked out the window.

Qianlong's face in the room was so gloomy that he seemed to be dripping with water.

He never expected that his third brother would be gone just like that.

Wayne, Lao Zhuang and others in the room did not dare to take a breath and looked nervously at Gan Xiong by the window.

They were also a little shocked, shocked by who had the courage to kill their Western Alliance members.

The atmosphere in the room seemed to be solidifying. Wayne and the others stood nearby without daring to breathe, for fear of accidentally setting themselves on fire and becoming the angry ones.

Bang!

Gan Hu threw the tea cup in his hand to the ground and said angrily: "Dad, brother, this revenge must be avenged! No matter how far away we are, we must kill them!"

Qianlong clenched his fists. After hearing what his second brother said, he couldn't help but said to his father by the window: "The second brother is right, the third brother's revenge must be avenged!"

Hearing the always steady Qianlong speak like this, Wayne and Lao Zhuang in the room looked at each other with incomprehensible expressions in their eyes.

They are not members of the Gan family, but their wealth and lives are also bound to the hands of the Gan family. They will both be prosperous and suffer losses.

However, as the people who personally manage the base, they are very clear about the current situation of the Western Alliance.

In the current base, after the Zhou and Liu families defected and left, a large number of manpower was lost in the high temperature and cold of the last volcano, and the western wall collapsed.

Before they could take a breath, it rained heavily again, causing great damage to them.

When Gan Hu came back, they had just repaired the cracks in the east wall caused by the heavy rain.

All the food in the base now combined can only sustain them for three or four months.

If their population hadn't dropped sharply to just over 2,000 people, they would have estimated that their food supply would have been even tighter.

The key thing is that their bullets are almost exhausted.

Outside the base, we have searched for food that can be found around us for several rounds, but we can't find much food.

So they recently tried to find a way to start planting crops again in the base. However, the crops they planted could not meet the needs of their more than 2,000 people.

Moreover, depending on the nature of the weather throughout the previous year, there might be some extreme high temperature or cold, which would definitely have an impact on the crop harvest.

Food has become a knife hanging over their heads, ready to fall at any time.

At this time, the Western Conference is no longer what it was a year ago.

Under such circumstances, if troops are sent to travel a long distance to take revenge, it will definitely consume a lot of manpower and food.

Objectively speaking, it would be unwise to take revenge in the past at this critical moment.

Both Qian Long and Gan Hu spoke, but Gan Xiong, who was standing by the window, had his back to everyone, and everyone could not see his face, and they did not know what to deduce from his expression what he was thinking.

Gan Hu never had much patience, and now he saw that his father was silent.

So he said anxiously: "Dad, please give the order. What exactly do you think?"

There was a hint of disappointment in his tone, but he was more anxious, fearing that his father would not be willing to support his idea of ​​revenge.

In the Gan family, Gan Xiong always speaks his mind, and no one can influence the things he decides.

Throughout the Western Alliance, Gan Xiong was also the one who firmly held power in his own hands.

If we want to send troops out, we must get Gan Xiong's permission.

for a long time.

Only then did Gan Xiong turn his head, his brows furrowed into a "Chuan" shape. His face, which was already full of white hair, now looked even more haggard.

He glanced at Gan Hu and Qian Long, his eyes full of pain.

A man with white hair gives a gift to a man with black hair, not to mention that Xiao Shang is his most beloved son.

Regret, regret, regret that I shouldn't have sent Gan Shang to Chengzi Island in order to sharpen him.

But the boat has been made, and it's too late.

He slowly walked to the desk, suddenly turned around and asked Gan Hu and Yao Zuo: "Do they have guns? How many are there?"

Yao Zuo saw Gan Xiong looking at him with questioning eyes.

He quickly said: "The man's original words were: He heard a burst of gunfire in the distance. He was afraid at the time and did not dare to show his head. When those people evacuated, he took a look."

"Yeah" Gan Xiong fell silent.

Gan Hu and Qian Long looked at him expectantly, waiting for him to give orders.

Gan Xiong sighed, and after a long time he said: "Let's do this, Xiaolong, you take 300 people, bring the most experienced people in the base, Wayne and Yao Zuo, and you go together.

The most important thing is that after arriving there, you are not allowed to act rashly until you have a clear understanding of the enemy's situation. If the enemy is too strong, don't hesitate and come back directly.

If you are not strong, you should not go head-to-head. You should only be smart and not reckless. On this point, Xiaolong, you must listen to Yao Zuo's advice honestly.

Apart from anything else, if you discover their base, it would be a good idea if you can lure some zombies there and consume the enemy's strength."

Gan Xiong finally made this decision.

He actually knew very well that this decision was not rational.

The journey is long. Just this trip, taking 300 people to drive there, consumes one-fifth of their current inventory of diesel.

But that was his most beloved child after all. If he died at the mouth of a zombie or a natural disaster, he wouldn't be so angry.

However, he died in the hands of others, how could he bear it?
To be continued...