Wang Shuang saw everyone's surprised expressions, a smile escaped from the corner of his mouth, and turned to look at Su Wei, "Su Wei, get to know Professor Yu, and you will be responsible for contacting Professor Yu from now on!"
Everyone was shocked at the same time. Some people knew about Su Wei's ability, and they couldn't help but look at Yu Guang with a strange light in their eyes.
When Su Wei saw Wang Shuang's eyes, she felt a sudden realization and stepped forward to greet him with a smile.
"Hello, Professor Yu, I am Su Wei. Team Wang said you are a weapons expert. I wonder what kind of weapons you are responsible for?"
A faint cyan light appeared in Su Wei's eyes. She looked at Yu Guangzhong and asked softly. Hearing this voice, Yu Guangzhong's eyes seemed to be dull for a moment, and she answered somewhat mechanically: "It's about bullet manufacturing. I mainly study bullets."
Performance parameters..."
Professor Yu seemed to have opened up a chat box and introduced his professional knowledge to everyone. However, everyone present seemed to be listening to the bible. It was okay for them to fight, but for something that required strong professional knowledge, they
No one can understand it!
Although they didn't understand, everyone was relieved in their hearts. At least this guy was not a fake!
Wang Shuang also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and signaled Su Wei to stop her superpower. Su Wei nodded clearly, her eyes gradually recovered, and the strange fluctuations disappeared, and in her peripheral vision, she seemed to have some unfinished thoughts.
"Where did I just say that?"
Hearing Yu Guangzhong's words, Wang Shuang smiled and said, "Professor Yu, you don't have to say anything, even us rough guys can't understand what you said!"
After hearing Wang Shuang's words, Professor Yu laughed awkwardly.
Huang Tianheng suddenly said, "Professor Yu, you said you are responsible for making bullets. So, do you have a way to make bullets?"
Wow
Everyone looked at Yu Guangzhong at the same time, knowing that he was right. Saying one thing, doing it is another matter. Nowadays, bullets are a problem that always surrounds everyone, and it is also the most important problem that needs to be solved.
Wang Shuang also looked closely at Yu Guangzhong, knowing that it was one thing, but what this guy's true ability was was what everyone wanted to know.
Being watched closely by everyone, his peripheral vision also tightened, knowing that this was the key to whether he could be reused. What they wanted was a weapons expert who could make bullets, not a guy who could only talk empty words.
, if I don't show some of my own value, I'm afraid I won't be able to enter the core of Wang Shuang's power at all, let alone have any status.
As soon as he thought about it, he gritted his teeth and said bravely, "As long as there are machines and people, I am confident that I can produce it immediately!"
Everyone's eyes lit up, and Huang Tianheng continued to ask, "So, can we produce under the current conditions?"
"I'm afraid not. Bullet manufacturing is a high-precision technology that cannot make any mistakes. The required machines are not available in this small town, and even for modifications, there are no corresponding materials!"
"At least I have to go to the county town. Then, I will modify some machines and I can barely make some rough bullets!"
Yu Guangzhong rejected Huang Guangheng's idea.
"Okay, there is no rush to make bullets now, we can wait until later." Wang Shuang saw that Huang Guangheng wanted to continue asking, so he interrupted the questioning directly, looked around everyone, and said: "Now, Professor Yu is ours.
Weapon consultant, everything will be treated according to the captain's treatment!"
"When bullets are produced in the future, the salary can be improved!"
When everyone heard this, no one raised any objection. This kind of special talent is urgently needed by every force. This kind of treatment is even a bit unfair, but their scale is also very small, so they can only go so far.
Hearing this from the corner of his eye, he felt a surge of ecstasy in his heart. He finally no longer had to live the same life as before. He quickly thanked Wang Shuang.
Afterwards, everyone chatted again for a while and then dispersed. Now, everyone rushed into this small town at once, which is equivalent to a lot of waste. There are countless things waiting for them to solve. Just the food, clothing, housing and transportation for everyone.
It is a big problem. The allocation of houses, the management of food, the placement of firearms, the defense of the town, patrols, etc. are all very troublesome problems. But fortunately Dong Zhu is here, and under her command, everything is fine.
Proceeding in an orderly manner, the seven hundred people quickly integrated into the small town.
The town that was almost occupied by zombies suddenly gained popularity. Including the original nearly a hundred people, there are now nearly eight hundred people. Among these people, according to the previous rules, the elderly do not have to work and the children can go to school.
There will be steamed buns, vegetables, and even some meat every day. Wang Shuang is not too harsh on these people. After all, children are the future of a powerful force. Although the elderly cannot work, their knowledge and experience are also what young people cannot.
In fact, on some issues, they see things more clearly than young people.
At the entrance of the town, the gate made of rattan wood was also replaced by a metal gate. Next to it were wall stacks made of reinforced concrete, which were a full four meters high, giving it a vague "city wall" appearance.
This was Huang Tianheng's idea. After the last zombie swarm, they understood that if there is no defensive fortress that can stop the zombies, they will eventually be destroyed. Therefore, they spent the entire town's cement, steel bars, and metal to build such a
"City wall!" There are places for placing gun muzzles on the stacks on both sides for them to use in battle. The entire stack is more than ten meters long and can hold dozens of people at the same time. Once zombies really come, ten light machine guns are enough
Can exert tremendous power.
The entire town is sandwiched between a hill and a river. One road leads to the Jiangzhou Expressway. It is surrounded by hills. It is a good place to grow crops. However, it is already late autumn, so there is no way to grow food. We can only wait until next year.
spring.
A barbed wire fence separates one side of the town from the hill. Most of the leaves on the hill are withered and fallen. From time to time, some people want to go up the hill to have a look. If they are lucky, they may be able to catch two game animals to eat, but the patrolmen often check back and forth.
No one is allowed to jump over the barbed wire fence.
The whole town is a prosperous scene, and every day, there will be a new look. At the same time, Li Xin and others continue to take people out to fight the zombies, constantly looking for supplies and survivors. However, in just a few days, the people here have
The number of people quietly increased by more than a dozen people again.
When Wang Shuang saw this scene, he directly asked Liu Qingqing to go to Cai Xiao's place to be responsible for registering the new arrivals, distributing items, etc., so that she could have something to do and not have to clean the house every day.
As for the little girl Liu Lei, Wang Shuang forced her into a school, a school with fifty or sixty students and seven or eight teachers. The teachers were Lin Xueqing and others who taught cultural classes, while Huang Beibei taught fighting classes.
However, what surprised Wang Shuang was that these students didn't seem to be interested in cultural classes at all. On the contrary, they were extremely enthusiastic about fighting classes, which made Wang Shuang wonder whether they all had violence in their bones.
However, he also understands that the cruelty of the apocalypse has completely changed them. They all believe that only force can protect themselves, so they are so enthusiastic about fighting classes.