The opponent has a thermal weapon in his hand. This thing is not good at dealing with zombies, but it is excellent at dealing with people.
So Li Cang actually planned to sell all the losers at the beginning. When the losers are gone, they will naturally rush to their own island, and then he can use the big tombstone to directly finish it.
As a result, they never expected that this group of people just played a good hand of cards to pieces, and in the end they were all wiped out in the hands of a few moon blades, leaving no room for struggle.
Ridiculous...
Teacher Cang was very disappointed. Shouldn’t a war be about intrigues and intrigues flying around?
The area of this island is estimated to be more than twice that of Li Cang's floating island, but except for a few half-dead wild vines and dry and curled weeds, the island is almost flat, and there is not even a decent thing to sustain life.
Li Leisi frowned,
"Teacher Cang, something is wrong. The amount of food and water in their tents is wrong. There should be ten people on their return trip. This amount of water and food is not enough for a few days, let alone a voyage of 13 coins!"
Lao Wangdao,
"Maybe we didn't have time to resupply on the island behind, right?"
Li Leisi said,
"It's impossible. Normal people wouldn't push themselves to a dead end. If something unexpected happened along the way and they couldn't reach the island, wouldn't they have to starve to death and die of thirst here?"
Lao Wang suddenly realized,
"So, they hid something?"
"Um!"
Search, dig three feet into the ground to search.
A full hour passed, and when even Li Lei started to wonder if she was wrong, Lao Wang shouted excitedly,
"This, this, this, Teacher Cang, Lilith, here, there is a dog hole!"
On the edge of the island, about two meters below, is a seemingly natural rock fissure.
However, there was an arm-thick iron chain buried in the ground above. One end of the iron chain was tied to a thick stake. The stake was driven into the ground unknown how deep it was. The other end hung down and happened to be in the crack.
s position.
"Good guy, it's hidden enough," Lao Wang said proudly, "They buried the iron chain in the ground!"
The appearance of the fissure is very inconspicuous, and you may not be able to spot it without looking carefully. However, after going down, you find that this is not a fissure at all, but a cave. However, because it is on the island, the angle will cause some visual errors.
Extending about three meters diagonally below the cave, there is a fortification made of red bricks and cement. The large iron door embedded in it makes no sound even if you knock it. It is surprisingly thick.
"Fortunately it's not locked..."
Lao Wang struggled to push them open, and couldn't help but be speechless when he looked at the steel door panel, which was as thick as a palm.
"Isn't this a fucking shelter? Look, there's the word Maozi on it."
As soon as the door opens, there is a small square hall, about the size of 6*6. There is a large iron door opposite, and there are a row of vertical iron cabinets embedded on both sides of the wall. After opening, one side
It is a chemical protective suit with Russian writing on it, and on one side is a bright yellow heavy insulating suit, similar to an American firefighting suit.
Li Cang said,
"This shouldn't be something they built later. It looks like it's quite old."
Lao Wang said sourly,
"What kind of bullshit luck is this? Not to mention building a floating island, the island also has its own Maozi shelter. Look at this wall, I'm afraid it's not two meters thick. Look at this big steel door, maybe there's something inside
It’s also sandwiched with lead plates to protect against radiation~”
"The protagonist's template starts out as a villain!"
Li Cang was also a little speechless, and stretched out his hand to open the next door.
A hot wind blew in my face, and there were neat rows of old-fashioned incandescent lamps with wire covers on both sides of the long and narrow corridor. The dim yellow lights flickered amidst the smell of gasoline and the hum of the generator.
The corridor goes diagonally downward and deep into the ground, getting deeper and deeper as it goes.
Almost a hundred meters long, connected to the corridor is a huge rotunda. There are four generators in the hall, ranging from a 20KW gasoline-burning generator to a 650KW diesel giant.
"This is definitely not theirs. It should have been transported down by the original owner of this underground shelter when he built it, and then he found a way to seal the entrance."
The 650KW diesel giant is 4 meters long, with a height and width of about 2 meters. When it comes down to the narrow entrance, even if it is dismantled and transported down, it will be a big project.
The radius of this hall is almost 20 meters, the ceiling is very high, and a gorgeous tower-shaped crystal lamp hangs under the conical ceiling, but it does not light up.
There are 13 rooms arranged in sequence on the ring-shaped wall. Each room is very large, at least 50 to 60 square meters.
Five of the rooms were used by Ma Yo and others. There were thick blankets and bedding on the floor, and all kinds of clothes, food, and cooking utensils were placed everywhere, making it very messy.
There is a toilet, a kitchen and dining room, and the other six rooms have iron doors with oversized locks.
Lao Wang walked out of a room with a huge bear's head on his head and swung his head like a lion dancing inside.
"Mad, isn't this just a bearskin rug? I thought you could only see this in movies!"
Not only are there bearskin carpets, each of these rooms has its own decoration, some are moose heads with huge horns, some are complete tiger skins, and the most exaggerated one has a spine of some kind of whale hanging on the wall.
The three people's eyes were all aimed at the other six doors. Li Cang didn't even bother to look for the keys on those people's corpses (or in the belly of the big corpse brother). He gave an order,
"Smash it for me!"
So Big Corpse Brother's page hammer came up to greet him.
After a series of sparks, six doors were violently opened.
"Hold the grass..."
"say!"
"Oh~"
The three people expressed surprise and admiration in their own ways.
There are a total of six rooms, each of which is about twice as big as the one Ma Yo and others live in, with a height of about 5 meters. Various materials are piled neatly like a mountain, and the basic necessities of life are divided into categories.
The six storage rooms are different in size, perhaps due to the trend. The largest one is fan-shaped, with a starting width of 20 meters and a length of about 30 meters. On one side are three-layered cylindrical silver-white aluminum alloy barrels, 300
The kind that rises.
On the other side is a big red bucket stacked in two layers, which seems to be larger than the bucket next to it.
Several barrels had been opened. Lao Wang looked at them and said,
"The white bucket is water, and the red bucket is gasoline and diesel."
Lao Wang’s expression was full of disbelief,
"Damn it, the person who built this shelter is already rich. The date of these bottled water is last year. Doesn't he update the supplies every year?"
This is nonsense. People who can build such underground fortifications are so inferior to these two people?
Lao Wang started counting with his fingers.
"More than sixty times more than twenty times two floors, hell, there are more than two thousand barrels of diesel and gasoline in this house?!"
Not bad, but even Li Cang and Li Laixi started to have liver tremors...
Well, what was the price of oil before the disaster...
The more they thought about it, the more the three of them despised Yo Ma and this group of people.
Guarding a treasure mountain, your dream is to go to your own fish pond every day to catch fish and get water?
hetui!
Lao Wang thought for a while,
"With their little ability, they probably only dare to exchange these supplies for some scattered things..."
The common man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying the jade.
Looking at the less than 20 empty oil drums and the pipes and containers randomly thrown on the ground, you can tell that they have definitely tried to sell oil in small and small quantities.
From the looks of it, they were probably living in some kind of resettlement camp with great care and fear.
Not everyone can catch a pie falling from the sky, they will be smashed to death...
