Chapter 31: Maroon Horse and Firearms Production Line
Next, Zhou Yang found a welding gun and some steel plates in the hardware store; he found a mountain of cement in the building materials store. Although the cement had already expired, it was stored properly and the cement did not become lumpy. It seemed that it could still be used.
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In the building materials store, there is also a light truck.
Unfortunately, the tires of the light truck were already flat, the battery was dead, and the car was malfunctioning and could not start.
Zhou Yang carried bags of cement to the door.
A bag of cement weighs more than 100 kilograms. Zhou Yang carried five bags of 500 kilograms at a time. He actually moved more than 50 bags of cement in one breath. He made ten trips back and forth without breaking a sweat. Apart from his slightly shortness of breath, his physical condition was still good.
With this kind of strength, if I could go back to my original world and move bricks on a construction site, I would be able to make a fortune.
"Pap."
After moving the cement, Zhou Yang patted the cement dust on his hands, held the Beretta, and killed two zombies who turned around from a distance when they heard the noise.
He fell in love with this Beretta. The battery life of 200 rounds of bullets freed him from the trouble of frequently changing magazines, and he did not have to carry more pistol bullets. Coupled with the unlimited durability of the barrel, he could
A small pistol can actually shoot out with the momentum of a machine gun!
Holding the Beretta pistol, Zhou Yang was dealing with the occasional zombies while looking at the cars on the street and in the parking lot.
These exposed cars have experienced wind and rain for two and a half years, and most of them are no longer drivable. However, there are some cars that are still in good condition and can continue to go on the road after repairs.
Soon, Zhou Yang fell in love with a car - the trailer behind it.
This is a supermarket delivery trailer, and the color-printed advertisements on it have become mottled.
The trailer can hold about three tons and is a small four-wheel trailer with a truck trailer type.
Zhou Yang checked it and found that it could be used as long as the tires were changed.
I unhooked the trailer and took it to the door of a car repair shop to find two pairs of tires to put on. Then I took it to the door of a building materials store and threw bags of cement onto the trailer.
He grabbed the rope and put it on the hook, pulled the tractor out of the commercial street, pulled it to where he parked, and transferred the cement to the back of the pickup truck.
Then he pulled the trailer back to the entrance of the communications store and moved the packed cameras, laptops, drones, and complete sets of solar power panels onto the trailer.
After all this back and forth, it was already afternoon.
After having something to eat in the car, Zhou Yang started to drive back.
Because it was full of things, the car returned much slower. When Zhou Yang arrived at the Shell gas station on State Highway 309, it was already 4:30 in the afternoon.
Zhou Yang took the fifty-liter fuel barrel from the car, found the underground oil storage, and drew gasoline directly from the oil storage.
When Zhou Yang dropped the hose and pumped oil from the underground sealed oil depot, he suddenly felt very keenly that something was peering at him.
Looking up, a maroon animal on a barren slope not far away caught his attention.
It was a maroon, high-backed horse, staring at him with two big, bright Kazilan eyes.
The bay-red horse seemed to have not seen anyone for a long time. When he saw Zhou Yang, he looked over. He raised his long face excitedly, shook his head, and his long sideburns flew handsomely, and he uttered a few words from his mouth.
The exciting "grey rhythm" sound.
When Zhou Yang saw the bay-red horse, his eyes lit up: "This thing is fuel-efficient, it's just right to catch it and use it as a mount!"
This bay-red horse eats fertile pasture. Its body is shiny, fat and strong, and it is tall and handsome.
Zhou Yang immediately pulled out the hose, ran to the pickup truck, untied the tow rope from the back of the pickup truck, jumped into the truck, started the vehicle, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and with a "boom", headed towards the bay-red horse.
That bay horse must have been raised by people in the past. There are no wild horses in this pasture.
But within three years, the horse went wild. When he saw Zhou Yang driving over, he swung his hooves and ran away!
"Buzz!!" The engine roared, chasing the bay-red horse.
The bay-red horse was so fast on the wasteland that it turned into a bolt of bay-red lightning! On the contrary, the car's off-road ability was insufficient, and it couldn't show its speed on this grassy slope.
After chasing for four or five minutes, the maroon horse actually ran faster and faster. From time to time, he looked back at the pickup truck, with his big white teeth exposed on his long face, and shouted "Dilulu", as if "You can't catch me!"
expression.
Soon, a creek crossed in front of the bay horse and Ford pickup truck.
I saw the bay-red horse leaping into the air, crossing a perfect parabola, easily crossing the four- to five-meter-wide stream, and landed on the grassland opposite.
He didn't forget to turn around and snort at Zhou Yang "Grey Lu Lu", and then sauntered away.
"Fuck!"
Zhou Yang looked at the mean-looking bay-red horse and couldn't help but cursed.
but,
Just as Zhou Yang was about to turn the car around and go back, he suddenly discovered that beside a stream, beside a path buried in weeds, there was a ruined building that looked like a small factory.
Out of curiosity, Zhou Yang stepped on the accelerator lightly, drove to the door of the factory, and parked the car at the door.
The iron door of the factory was closed tightly and was covered by weeds and vines. Zhou Yang thought for a while, took out a grenade from his pocket, pulled the ring and threw it towards the door.
"boom!"
The grenade crossed a parabola of more than thirty meters and landed beside the gate, with a violent explosion. Zhou Yang walked to the iron gate, and with his powerful and heavy kick, the iron that had been blasted by the grenade ball was riddled with holes.
The door fell to the ground with a bang, revealing the scenery inside the factory.
In the small yard, weeds cover a small factory building. It can't be seen from the outside what it is used for. However, some pieces of steel half-covered by weeds placed in a spare part of the factory told Zhou Yang that this should be a place for metal processing.
Processing factory.
"boom!"
Zhou Yang kicked hard and the door of the factory was kicked open.
"machine tool?"
Zhou Yang removed the plastic film on a machine covering an area of more than 20 square meters, revealing the true appearance of the machine tool underneath.
"This is...a gun machine tool?"
Zhou Yang was a little unsure.
But some of the semi-finished parts placed in the workshop were extremely familiar to Zhou Yang!
These are the parts that make up firearms. Zhou Yang can even tell that these are parts of some AK rifles. Looking at this machine, if it is not broken, it should be possible to produce other types of firearm modules by changing the parameters!
Unexpectedly, there is actually a set of semi-artificial and crude illegal firearms production machines hidden here. Moreover, looking at the parts produced, their precision is not much worse than that of the original firearms!
"Good stuff!"
Zhou Yang stroked the cold machine tool, but his heart felt warm.
With this, when you have subordinates in the future, you can make your own guns!
"However, the machine tool is big and heavy, and it is difficult to take it back. If you want to pull it back, you have to dismantle it, or use a crane and a large cargo. Besides, I don't need this now. This thing can't run away anyway. Wait.
Come back again when needed!"
Zhou Yang took out the map from his pocket, pulled out a pen, found the location of the factory and drew a circle.
After locking the workshop door and erecting the iron door outside to block the entrance, Zhou Yang restarted the car and returned to the gas station.
When Zhou Yang got the oil, pulled the tractor, and slowly returned to Sky Ranch, it was already getting late.
