Chapter 1519 This is called doomsday underground disco!
oil city,
Street lights flash.
A group of patrol officers lined up neatly and walked towards the oil city wall.
They are going to change shifts.
In the central conference room.
The third uncle's eyes widened and he asked in disbelief:
"What the hell? Are you really selling guns?"
Lao Luo's face was full of smiles, "I'm really selling guns! I sold two pistols for 50 points, and now I'm buying food in the business district. I guess I was too hungry, so I started selling guns as a last resort.
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The third uncle clicked his tongue in surprise and looked at Li Yu opposite.
"Xiaoyu, what do you think about this?"
Li Yu smiled and said:
"This is a good thing. It is a good thing to be able to keep them in the trading market. I think it is best to give them proper guidance and let the brothers who are sent to approach them secretly encourage them. It is best to let them indulge in the entertainment in the business district.
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"When the time comes, we can also do the opposite. When the time comes, we can pass on whatever information we want the northwest boss to know."
Lao Luo sniffed, looked at Li Yu and said:
"The city lord's idea coincides with mine. In this way, we can even send some false news that is beneficial to us to the northwest."
Uncle San tapped his index finger on the table and suddenly stood up.
"Okay, I have no objection. In addition, the coal factory in the Trading Market Industrial Zone is currently under construction. The advance personnel sent previously have investigated the Yangshan Coal Mine in Gu County and confirmed that it can be mined."
"However, due to the natural disasters and heavy rains in the past few years, the coal mine has been severely washed away, and many places have collapsed. It is estimated that a road will need to be opened to enter."
"In addition, the Yangshan Coal Mine is more than 150 kilometers away from the Petroleum City. It is too time-consuming and time-consuming to transport workers there and back every day. It is estimated that a fixed defensive position will be built there so that the workers can live there."
"Who will be responsible for this? Do you have any suitable recommendations?"
After thinking for a while, Lao Luo said: "How about transferring people from the headquarters base? Xiao Qian and Xiao Liu are still capable."
Li Yu shook his head and said, "No."
"An iron ore mine has been found in Xunwu County, near the Da Zhangshu base. Now Xiao Qian is leading a team to build fixed shelters and sentry towers there. In the future, people will be stationed there permanently."
Lao Luo raised his eyebrows and felt a little excited.
He has not been away from the headquarters base for a long time, but this is the first time he has heard about this matter.
"Is the base going to start making its own iron now?"
In the past, the Da Zhangshu base basically searched for steel that had been refined and formed. At one time, it even went to Guangdong Province to transport steel back.
But after so many years of collecting, and some of the steel being imperfectly preserved, it slowly became rusty and brittle under the decay of time and natural disasters, and could no longer be used.
"Um."
Li Yu nodded. Since we have already talked about this matter, let's just finish it.
"Now iron ore, limestone, sandfields, and coal mines are all building fixed defensive positions. After the construction is completed, personnel will be stationed there, and various mineral resources will be continuously produced in the future."
"Great, it should have been like this a long time ago. Only in this way can our Da Zhangshu Base be able to stride forward." Lao Luo waved his fist to express his excitement.
Li Yu smiled and did not refute him. Only by sitting in his position could he have a more comprehensive view.
In the early years, the Dazhangshu base only had a few people and how much grain it could produce in a year.
If there are not enough people and not enough food, how can we support development?
Development is a cyclical, upward spiral process.
But development requires fuel, and food is the most important raw material for development in the last days.
Lao Luo thought for a while and asked again: "Xiao Qian went to the iron mine, where is Xiao Liu? Can he come over?"
Li Yu took a sip of water, frowned and said:
"He can't do it either. He is busy with other things. Currently, fixed sentinel posts are being built around the entire Gan City with the Da Zhangshu base as the center. It is estimated that 30 sentinel posts will be built. He is busy with this matter."
I quickly searched for civil engineering personnel in my mind, and remembered that there is a professional civil engineering talent here in Oil City.
"Didn't we send some more experts from Oil City before? That Fang Jingxin is a civil engineering expert. Let him be responsible for the construction of fixed defensive positions. As for mining coal, recruit a group of survivors who have done it before in the trading market.
Come and do it."
"Fang Jingxin?" Lao Luo recalled it in his mind for a long time before remembering it.
He is not Li Yu, and he does not have the ability to have a photographic memory.
Nowadays, there are thousands of people in the Oil City and tens of thousands of people in the trading market. He can't remember so many people at all.
Fang Jingxin seems to be one of the experts from the northern border who was dispatched from the headquarters base a long time ago. He seems to have been following Xie Changshan on the construction site.
"Okay, I understand, then I will make arrangements tomorrow." Lao Luo nodded and said.
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The moon is like a hook.
The cold moonlight shines on the ground, dispelling the heat of the day.
The evening breeze was blowing, and many survivors after a busy day were strolling around the trading market.
A large square was built on top of the ancient cemetery fort.
On the square, some people are walking here.
The business district is the busiest.
People come and go in the business district, and the original roadway is now crowded with people because there are no vehicles passing by at night.
This street, which is only a few hundred meters long, is extremely crowded.
In the crowd, there were three men each holding five skewers of barbecue and two corn pancakes in their right hands, eating as they walked forward.
"Brother Hong, where are we going now? Didn't Brother Gao say that after we exchanged points, we immediately bought pancakes and went back?" A tall and thin man asked vaguely while biting meat skewers.
road.
They were spies sent from the northwest. They went outside in the afternoon, dug a hole where the pistol radio was buried, and took two pistols from inside to the trading market in exchange for 50 points.
A pistol was sold for 25 points.
As soon as they got the points, they were so hungry that they immediately spent 6 points to buy food.
After eating meat and pancakes, they came to the Shuilonghui Bar under the leadership of Hong Gongcao.
Mr. Hong had two major hobbies in his life: drinking and tasting tea.
When we were in Wuyuan Mountain, I had a big drink with Ma Laoliu.
He has been coming to the trading market for a while now. Whenever he passes by the Water Dragon Club Bar, he can't take his eyes away. He wants to drink.
But he has no points....
Passed by countless times, stopped countless times, and left with difficulty countless times.
And today, he can finally stand upright at the door of the Water Dragon Club Bar!
Pushing open the door curtain made of iron chains, then pushing open a glass door, and then pushing open a large iron door.
Passing through a long and winding corridor, the white walls of the corridor are covered with various graffiti.
It was written in red or black pen: kill, death, saint, people without ideals will not be sad, let Tiga and Kabuda save the world... and other messy words and sentences.
Some people even wrote poems on it, but on top of the poems, someone else with malicious intentions drew shit.
The lights in the corridor flash red, green, and purple alternately, showing a psychedelic light.
There is no decoration at all on the walls, and even the steel bars on the ceiling are exposed.
But precisely because of this rough style, it gives people an apocalyptic atmosphere.
"Brother Hong, it feels a bit cool here." Da Zhuang ate up a corn pancake in two or three mouthfuls.
As a Jiu Mengzi, Mr. Hong likes this kind of wanton feeling.
The further inside you go, the louder the music coming from inside becomes.
Dong Dong Dong Dong!
Their hearts seemed to beat to the beat of the music, and their blood gradually surged.
Hong Gongcao's eyes lit up when he listened to this music.
"Oh my god, the Techno music is playing, it's good, I like it!"
This kind of Techno industrial electronic music belongs to electronic music such as synthesizers and drum machines. It is extremely penetrating and has an extremely simple rhythm.
Beat 44, the rhythm is highly repetitive and mechanized, giving people a cold and mechanized feeling. It was once described as "industrial noise".
Hong Gongcao thought that he had more than forty points and belonged to a wealthy family!
I am in a good mood and I must not get drunk today!
He held the shoulders of the tall and thin man and the strong man,
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Ouch~~ let out a loud voice and rushed inside.
Suddenly, a space of about fifty or sixty square meters opened up, with several load-bearing columns standing inside without any decoration.
There was a DJ playing songs at the very end. The DJ was shirtless and had a nose ring on his face, a lip ring, an eyebrow ring, earrings, a forehead ring, a tongue ring in his open mouth, and a nipple ring on his chest...
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The whole body looks particularly crazy under the light.
Under the stage, there was a group of human beings beating like crazy people, and their body movements were not like human beings.
The two people jumped up and collided with each other, and after the collision, they kissed each other.
They also saw a man squatting in the corner and kowtowing to the wall.
There was another person with his hands spread out and his head lowered, as if he was sleepwalking.
Someone cried and called for his mother, then jumped up and knelt on the ground, and then his whole body shook.
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With so much publicity, everyone seems like a lunatic.
The ambient lights inside constantly reflect red and blue light.
On the faces of the people inside, no one had a normal expression.
It seems like everyone has lost their minds.
When Hong Gongcao saw this scene, his whole body trembled.
This place... tastes so damn good!
This is what the hell is called an underground scene with a doomsday atmosphere!
They are all a bunch of fucking lunatics!
Before the end of the world, he was still known as Mr. Hong, but he had never been to such a place.
He ate the remaining corn tortillas in one bite and the remaining meat skewer in his left hand.
He took the tall and thin man and the strong man and rushed inside.
On the way, I bumped into several people.
But the people here are all a bunch of "crazy people", and others don't care if they get hit or bumped into.
Hong Gongcao was yelling inside, and even took off his upper body and swayed his shirt wantonly.
After a few minutes of frenzy, he frowned.
His mouth was close to Da Zhuang's ear, "It doesn't feel right!"
Da Zhuang was rubbing and rubbing behind a woman, drooling and rubbing her again and again.
"What's wrong?" Da Zhuang didn't quite understand, he just wanted to rub it in.
"The situation is wrong!"
"Gah?" Da Zhuang didn't understand.
But in the next second, he and the lanky man were pulled away by Hong Gongcao and pulled to the small bar on the side.
Hong Gongcao looked at the drinks placed on the cabinet:
Maotai, Jiannanchun, Wuliangye,
Jinhui Wine, Site Wine, Beidacang, Niulanshan, Red Star Erguotou, Xuanjiu....
Sprite in 19 years, Coke in 20 years...
Tsk!
Looking at the price above, he felt that the points he brought were not enough.
So I looked down and saw three that were more suitable.
Baogu wine (corn wine): 8 points/bottle;
Sweet potato roasting: 6 points/bottle;
Industrial wine: 1 point/bottle, 0.2 points/cup.
"What is industrial wine?" Hong Gongcao asked the waiter at the bar.
The waiter at the bar glanced at Hong Gongcao, looked him up and down, and felt that he couldn't afford a drink.
Generally, really big players will not start with the lowest priced drinks.
So he replied not very patiently: "Industrial wine is wine made by blending industrial alcohol."
"Blended with industrial alcohol?" Hong Gongcao frowned when he heard this.
He has always been very demanding about wine. He knows that there are two methods for producing industrial alcohol:
1. The fermentation method uses starch raw materials or sugar raw materials to generate alcohol under the action of microorganisms.
Second, the chemical synthesis method is used to produce alcohol, which uses waste gas from coking and cracking petroleum as raw materials, and then produces alcohol through a chemical synthesis reaction.
In Oil City, this is probably industrial alcohol made from the waste gas left over from oil refining.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Drinking this kind of alcohol blended with industrial alcohol is tantamount to chronic poisoning.
But for these survivors in the apocalypse, they don't care about health at all.
If it can make them forget their worries, they won't care about their health problems.
Hong Gongcao frowned and said to the bartender:
"A bottle of corn wine and a bottle of sweet potato roast."
The bartender raised his eyebrows and thought to himself: Oh my, this man is quite capable.
Ask for the name, compare photos, and deduct 14 points.
I exchanged two guns for 50 points, just bought tacos and kebabs for 6 points, and bought wine for 14 points.
There are 30 points left.
Holding the small slip handed over and looking at the remaining points displayed on it, Hong Gongcao thought to himself:
I have to control myself. I will spend so much today, and the rest will be spent on food, so as not to have trouble explaining to Gao Zhao.
"This is your drink." The bartender had a friendly smile on his face and handed over two bottles of liquor filled with Wahaha mineral water bottles.
Hong Gongcao laughed.
I took it and lost half a pound of it in one bite.
He handed it to the tall and thin man next to him: "Here, bamboo pole, you can take a bite too."
The tall and lanky man said hesitantly: "We still have to buy food. Wouldn't it be bad?"
"Don't drink?"
The tall and thin man couldn't control it anymore and drank the remaining half in one gulp.
Hong Gongcao handed the rest to Da Zhuang, and Da Zhuang finished the rest without any nonsense.
He had just finished drinking here, and his eyes widened when he saw Brother Hong opening the bottle of corn wine again.
Another half a catty. He drank a full catty of liquor by himself.
The remaining half a catty was divided between the big and thin guy.
Hong Gongcao's face turned red, he held their shoulders and said, "This is the right state!"
The ghost screamed and pulled the two of them to jump towards the crowd.
While jumping around, he saw Da Zhuang rubbing against a woman's back again.
Hong Gongcao thought it was nothing at first, but the key was that he didn't know if Da Zhuang was drunk, so he took off his pants and rubbed them.
The most important thing is that the woman didn't resist.
This left him and the tall and lanky man stunned.
Dong Dong Dong Dong!
The rhythm of the music was very exciting. He and Zhugan watched the woman hold her strong hand and leave the place.
"How am I worse than Da Zhuang?" Hong Gongcao shouted close to the bamboo pole's ear.
Zhugan felt sad, but his head was so dizzy that he couldn't think properly.
"You are the strongest! Brother fuck!"
Hong Gongcao: "Call me Brother Hong, don't call me Brother Cao, otherwise I'll think you want to fuck me, Brother!"
"Okay, fuck brother."
A few minutes later.
Da Zhuang came back dejectedly.
Hong Gongcao teased: "So fast? Big and strong."
Da Zhuang shook his head, stretched out his hand and made a sign of "2".
"What do you mean?" Hong Gongcao was a little confused and wanted to compare?
Are you so proud?
Da Zhuang said with a wry smile: "She wants two points from me, but I don't have any..."
have to.
It turns out it costs points!
At this time, Hong Gongcao and Zhugan were both mentally balanced.
An hour later.
Tired of jumping!
"Let's go, let's buy food and take it back." Hong Gongcao felt a little dizzy and pulled the two of them out.
There is a tortilla shop at the end of the intersection ahead, but you have to pass by Tingfeng Tower to get there.
The three of them were walking on the road, and Hong Gongcao tried his best to control his eyes not to look in the direction of Tingfeng Tower.
He has two major hobbies in his life, drinking and tasting tea.
The wine has been drunk and the points have been spent. It would be too luxurious to enjoy tea.
Da Zhuang pointed to the poster posted at the door and exclaimed: "Brother, look, besides rice, there is a new big star!"
"Who is it?" Bamboo pole asked with appropriate applause.
"Ditongnaya!"
"Who?" Hong Gongcao was shocked.
"Ditongnaya!" Da Zhuang replied.
Hong Gongcao suddenly squatted on the ground, covering his face, and then glanced at the poster on the right through the gap between his fingers.
It's true, that's the girl of his dreams.
This...this...this...who the hell can bear it?
rub!
Hong Gongcao suddenly stood up and walked towards Tingfeng Tower without saying a word.
"Brother Fuck? What are you going to do?"
Da Zhuang was eager to give it a try and asked questions knowingly, but he actually wanted Hong Gongcao to take him with him.
"Taste tea!" Hong Gongcao's eyes were firm as if he wanted to...
"I want to drink tea too!" Da Zhuang and Zhu Gan said in unison.
"Walk!"
Hong Gongcao waved his hand and scolded Fang Qiu with a heroic momentum.
Completely forgetting that he only had thirty points left in his pocket,
He forgot...the team members who were still waiting for him to bring food back in the dormitory building.