Chapter 1527 Zombies above your head? Hmm... not a big problem
Two taels of meat, one kilogram equals ten taels.
One pound of meat is equivalent to ten points that can be purchased.
Ten points, if an ordinary construction worker in the trading market eats two tortillas every day, can save 0.5 points a day, and it will take 20 days to accumulate 10 points.
This means that if an ordinary survivor wants to eat a pound of meat in the trading market, he must spend at least 20 days of accumulated points to exchange for it.
Meat is more precious than gold in the last days.
Compared with other starchy foods, it is more nutritious and brings unparalleled satiety and satisfaction.
After listening to Liu Qian's story, Li Yu had a deeper understanding of the living conditions of the collaborators at the Da Zhangshu Base.
"City Lord, if it weren't for the Great Zhangshu Base, we wouldn't be able to have such a life in the apocalypse. Thank you, Lord City Lord."
As he talked, Liu Qian recalled the hardships and sweetness, recalling the hardships he had experienced along the way, and he was deeply moved.
Li Yu patted his elbow and shook hands with him.
"Our original intention is to solve everyone's difficulties. This is what we should do. As long as you live a good life, this will prove that the direction of Da Zhangshu is correct..."
After Li Yu read some classics and classics, he could speak nice and polite words very smoothly.
After understanding it almost, Li Yu turned his head and looked at Zuo Rongqian.
"Take me in and have a look."
"Okay, City Lord."
Zuo Rongqian stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation, indicating that Li Yu should go ahead.
But Li Yu waved his hand, indicating that he should go ahead and lead the way.
Entering the sentry point, which was built on a pre-apocalyptic brick building, Li Yu was attracted by an iron door behind the door.
I walked over and touched the size of the iron door. It was about 6 centimeters thick and made of pure steel.
Rather thick.
Go upstairs.
He saw that the windows upstairs were the same as the doors downstairs. There were two open iron windows on both sides behind the steel railings.
Zuo Rongqian saw that Li Yu was interested in this, so he stepped forward and explained:
"At night, we close the iron window. We don't even use ultraviolet lights, so zombies climbing on the wall can't get in. It's quite safe."
"Are you bored?" Li Yu asked.
"It's okay. You see, these small holes are all used for ventilation." Zuo Rongqian walked to the edge of a wall. There was a row of small holes on the other side. These holes were only the size of the mouth of a bowl, and they were all blocked by barbed wire.
Li Yu looked at these arrangements and nodded.
The upstairs looks much more spacious than the downstairs. Four two-story buildings are connected together after being opened. The upper and lower floors add up to nearly 1,000 square meters.
There are dozens of beds here, but these beds are very simple.
Bricks were used to raise the lower part several dozen centimeters, and the upper layer was paved with planks cut and flattened from outside.
It's simple, but it's enough without having to sleep on the ground.
There were some quilts on these beds, and it was obvious that Zuo Rong, who was stationed at Station No. 4, fucked them.
"Are there many collaborators coming here to spend the night?" Li Yu turned around and asked.
Zuo Rongqian thought for a while and replied:
"More than thirty cooperators stayed here last night. Our station usually closes the iron gate at six o'clock in the evening."
Li Yu looked at some kitchen utensils and firewood placed in the corner.
They built a tripod with a copper pot hanging in the middle, where they boiled water and cooked food.
Go up to the top floor and there is no protection at the edge of the top floor.
But it's only a two-story building, only six meters high, and it's not that scary without protection.
Standing on the top of the small building, a row of small buildings forms a wide platform.
On top of this they used sandbags to build sand stacks for guns.
After roughly looking around, Li Yu went downstairs.
"You are stationed at the outpost. If there are any difficulties, you must report it to the headquarters base." Li Yu explained to Zuo Rongqian.
Zuo Rongqian shook his head and said: "There is no difficulty. The patrol team will basically come here twice a week. They will give us any supplies we need."
"Okay." After some encouragement, Li Yu left Sentinel Point 4.
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Subsequently, they visited all the sentinel points set up in Ning County, Shi County, Xing County, Hui County, Chong County, Xunwu County... centered on the Da Zhangshu Base.
A construction similar to that of Sentinel Point No. 4, that is, relying on strong buildings in the main traffic thoroughfares, is transformed into a sentinel point. Similar to this type of sentinel point, only two-thirds of the area is occupied.
Natural disasters in the last days also destroyed some buildings, and many of the remaining buildings were self-built houses.
Perhaps it is because before the end of the world, these houses were lived in by their own families, so the materials used were more solid.
The remaining one-third of the outposts are all buildings assembled from shipping containers.
Generally speaking, the standard thickness of the side panels of container houses is 1.6mm and the roof panel is 2.0mm.
They reinforced and thickened the container to ten times its original thickness.
The container board is two centimeters thick, and even powerful zombies cannot break through the container.
In particular, the containers on the bottom floor are filled and reinforced with sand, gravel and soil.
There are thirty sentinel posts, and it seems that 26 have been built so far. After the sentinel posts are built, people are basically sent to watch them.
It seems that the remaining four sentinel posts can be completed in less than a week.
After completing the inspection from the last sentinel point, Li Yu boarded the helicopter.
"Let's go back to the headquarters base." Li Yu shouted towards Li Tie who was still standing outside the helicopter.
Li Tie hurried over and boarded the helicopter together.
Among these 30 sentinel points, helicopters landed four times, and the others basically just lowered the helicopter to a lower altitude and patrolled in the air.
But even if we only came down four times, it still took a lot of time.
We arrived in Gan City at noon. After walking around the entire Gan City to inspect sentinel points, when we returned to the Da Zhangshu Base, the sky was already slightly dark.
At 6:20 in the evening, they arrived at the Da Zhangshu Base.
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The sky was getting dark, and the afterglow of the setting sun dyed the sky crimson like blood.
When they stepped into the high walls of the Da Zhangshu base, the inexplicable and suffocating tension outside suddenly dissipated.
Li Yu returned to his residence and felt the comfort of hot water washing his body. The water flow took away the dust and fatigue all over his body.
After washing up, he went downstairs with a glass of water and looked around the villa, which was orderly and brightly lit. His mother was busy preparing dinner. The laughter of children intertwined with the clatter of pots and pans, creating a strange tranquility.
After dinner, Li Yu found his second uncle and discussed with him about celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival.
In the last few years since the end of the world, it seems that we have only spent one Mid-Autumn Festival. The other Mid-Autumn Festivals have basically been spent amid natural disasters.
The third-floor terrace of the villa has twinkling lights.
There is a beer glass on the table. The beer foam in the beer glass slowly bursts, and a layer of water droplets condenses on the surface of the glass. This is beer that has just been produced from the refrigerated camphor tree base.
"Gudong, gudong!"
Li Yu took a big sip and let out a long breath.
After drinking this big gulp of beer, I felt like the heat of the day was gone.
Refreshing.
"Second Uncle, the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon. Let's start the food factory to urgently produce a batch of mooncakes. Just treat them as a Mid-Autumn Festival gift for everyone."
The second uncle cracked the melon seeds, crackling them.
After hearing what Li Yu said, he put the melon seed shell in his hand on the table.
"Producing mooncakes?"
The second uncle took a sip of water and looked at the full moon in the sky, "Yes, the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon. You see, I am so busy that I am confused by it."
“It’s time to produce a batch of mooncakes, but how many should we produce?”
Li Yu said while thinking: "Mooncakes have a long shelf life, so it won't be a problem to keep them for a few months. Let's produce 10,000 of them first."
"Ten thousand? So many!" The second uncle's eyes widened, a little surprised.
Li Yu drank all the beer in the beer glass in one go and settled the account with his second uncle.
"There are 7,600 people here at Da Zhangshu Base alone, nearly 3,000 people in the north, and 65,000 people in Oil City including survivors, with a total population of nearly 80,000.
We only produce 10,000 mooncakes, is that a lot?"
When the second uncle heard him say this, he felt...
Not too much.
Not to mention anything else, just for the inner and outer city staff, plus non-staff staff, each person counts as one moon cake.
It's already a few thousand dollars bigger.
The remaining ones are sold in trading markets and buffer city stores, and are estimated to cost less than 2,000 yuan.
Two thousand mooncakes were divided among nearly 70,000 survivors and collaborators, which is considered very rare.
Moon cakes are a calorie bomb.
The raw materials are mainly flour, syrup, egg liquid, white sugar...
This stuff has a very strong satiety effect.
The second uncle thought about it in his mind for a while and calculated the cost.
Generally, a mooncake has at least three or four taels, which requires at least one ton of flour.
"How much do you plan to sell one piece for when it is sold at the trading market or in the buffer city?" asked the second uncle.
Li Yu stood up, looked at the bright moon, and said:
"At the very least, make sure that everyone above the non-staff staff has a piece of mooncake! In addition to the mooncakes, let's also distribute some of the leftover candies that we made before."
"As for the pricing of mooncakes sold in the trading market and buffer city stores, we will tentatively decide on 5 points per piece."
5 points, converted into tortillas, is 20 tortillas.
One piece of moon cake is exchanged for 20 pieces of corn tortillas, which is probably not affordable for many people.
But the ingredients for making this mooncake are good, including flour, egg liquid, syrup, sugar, and some dried fruits...
However, a large proportion of the ingredients of tortillas are corn cobs, which were fed to pigs before the apocalypse.
One piece of moon cake can be exchanged for 20 pieces of corn tortillas, which is not expensive.
After all, the cost is high.
"Five points is fine, then I'll talk to Liu Jianwu about it tomorrow." After pondering for a while, the second uncle nodded and said.
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The night is as dark as ink.
It is 60 kilometers away from Da Zhangshu.
Xing County.
The intersection of G6011 Expressway and National Highway 319.
A container sentinel that was just built not long ago stands in the southwest of the intersection.
In total darkness.
A trace of light shines through the gap between the iron plates in the container, which is particularly eye-catching at night.
As night comes, the highway is in chaos and zombies are rampant.
They come out from hiding in bushes, from abandoned cement pipes, from sewers, from rivers, from caves...
Like a hungry beast, it wanders around the intersection, raising its head and sniffing hard, searching for any trace of life.
Ho ho ho!
As it gets dark, the zombies seem to become more manic. They wander in the darkness, and occasionally they hear a shrill roar, which is frightening.
This container sentry point is about nine meters high. It was just built today.
It covers a total area of 80 square meters and the habitable area reaches 160 square meters.
At this sentinel point, Tang Bale was sitting on the floor, sitting on the edge of the container, close to the iron plate of the window.
A lamp was lit indoors.
Lights illuminate the room.
Tang Bale sat on the ground and said in a calm tone:
"Everyone, calm down. What are you afraid of? Sentinel Point No. 1 has been running for half a month and there are no problems at all. As of now, none of the sentinel points established has been breached by zombies. What are you afraid of...
..”
With that said, he stood up and walked over.
The container suddenly made a thumping sound.
Hearing this voice, he quickly slowed down and sighed.
This container-built sentry point is easy to assemble, fast to build, and has good defense capabilities.
But there are a lot of problems. It makes noise when you walk around on it, and it's not warm or insulated.
It's cold in winter and hot in summer.
Not very breathable.
But after drilling a few more small holes, it was no longer so stuffy.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Captain Tang, tell us the story of your trip to Southeast Asia?" A young man with a mole on his nose sat on a wooden board and said to Tang Bale
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Tang Bale sat on a wooden stake that had just been moved in during the day, with reminiscence in his eyes and a sigh in his tone.
"That's a long time ago. It must have been two or three years ago... Wow, time flies so fast."
"Captain Tang, hurry up and tell me."
"Yes, Captain Tang, it's too boring for us to stay here at night. At least there were more people in the buffer city before. Now there are only ten of us..."
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Tang Bale waved his hand, "Okay, then I will tell you today how the city lord led us to eradicate the gang of people in the Southeast Asian fraud park..."
"I remember, it was a rainy day. You all know that rainy days are very scary..."
Just when everyone pricked up their ears and listened carefully,
Boom!
Suddenly there was a sound from below.
It gave everyone a big jump.
Dong dong dong! Ho ho ho!
Tang Bale listened to the movements below for a while, especially after hearing the roars of the zombies, he waved his hands and said to everyone:
"It's okay, it's just zombies, it's not a big problem."
Taking a deep breath and recalling his time in Southeast Asia, he squinted his eyes and continued:
"At that time, there was mist and rain, leaves were flying, and we were in a temple, fighting off piles of zombies... You should also know that there were no zombies climbing the wall at that time two or three years ago..."
Boom, boom, boom!
There was a slap on the head, and a shrill zombie roar came from above.
Everyone who was listening to Tang Bale's story attentively was startled again.
A sudden surprise.
Everyone raised their heads and looked at the top of the container.
It was obvious that a wall-climbing zombie had climbed onto the top of their container.
Because there were zombies constantly beating the iron sheet of the container at the bottom, when the wall-climbing zombie climbed up, they didn't even hear the wall-climbing zombie's movements.
It wasn't until the zombie climbed on top of their heads and slapped them that they discovered it.
Tang Bale rolled his eyes and thought to himself, why is it so difficult to tell a story?
Seeing the worried looks on everyone's face, he cursed: "You're so scared, wall-climbing zombies can break through iron sheets! It's okay, let's talk about our side."
As he spoke, amidst the slapping sounds and the roars of the zombies, he said:
"Well, continue... um... where did I just talk?"
A person next to me said: "At that time, there were no wall-climbing zombies or temples."
"Oh oh oh, yes, yes... in the temple, and then we..."
