Doomsday Fortress

On the second day, the team was still divided into two groups. One group stayed behind to build weapons, the other group went out, hunted zombies, and collected resources. However, the outing team was adjusted and became led by Yang Bing, Zhang Fei, and Li Weiping. , With their respective players.

After the outing team left, Li Hu and a few people consciously gathered in the square to build weapons, and Wang Yi finally got down and had a little time of his own, and wandered in this prison.

I have been in this prison for more than half a month. This is the first time Wang Yi has had time to see this prison.

This prison doesn't look big, but if you really go shopping, you won't be able to finish shopping in less than an hour.

"I've only heard of shopping. I guess I'm the only one going to the prison." Wang Yi laughed at himself. I am afraid that this visit to the prison is really unprecedented. It is estimated that there will be no one in the future.

There are a total of two buildings in the prison, a cafeteria, one of which is the place where the team currently lives, the dormitory and office space of the original prison staff, and the other slightly lower building where they lived before. The place, the complete cell, has not been seen since Triangle Eye and their deaths.

Wang Yi slowly walked into the deserted low-rise building, and based on his memory, walked to the room where the six people with Triangle Eye were killed that night.

"Squeak!

Wang Yi pushed the door open, and there was an odor in the room.

"Ahem, this kid with triangular eyes is not authentic enough, and he doesn't say to collect a corpse for you." Wang Yi frowned and looked at the six corpses lying in the shop. Some of them were rapidly decomposing, already revealing deep. Deep white bones, green-yellow corpse water, dripping down the broken head of the corpse, has formed a lot of water on the ground.

Wang Yi closed the door and walked to the second floor without looking back. He did not regret killing these people. If possible, Wang Yi even wanted to kill the triangle eye directly. In that case, the prison would not be triangulated later. The eye-catching zombies besieged, and the team lost five brothers.

The second and third floors are all cells, and the aisles are lined with strong steel fences every few meters.

"These things can be used." Wang Yi looked at the fence in front of him with great interest.

Reaching out and holding one of them, with a strong pull, the seemingly sturdy fence was directly taken down by Wang Yi.

"Solid?" Wang Yi squeezed this steel bar in his hand.

"There is a lack of weapons in the team, so these steel bars can be used." Wang Yi looked around. The entire corridor is filled with these iron bars. Each iron bar is made up of 20 steel bars. There are more than 200 steel bars on this floor, and Wang Yi on the third floor has not yet gone up to check.

"Weapon!" Wang Yi's eyes suddenly emitted a burst of the same light. If these steel bars are used well, they might be no less harmful than a machete to zombies.

For most of the day, the entire team left behind moved. According to Wang Yi's instructions, all the fences in the prison that finally prevented the prisoners from escaping were torn down, cut into individual steel bars, and piled on the square. , There are four to five hundred roots.

"Huhu~Yi, Brother Yi, what do you want these things for?" Li Hu put down the last bundle of steel bars on his shoulders. There are only 20 bundles of steel bars, but its weight is not average. Even Li Hu, Some can't stand it, sitting on the steel pile for a while.

"Make a weapon." Wang Yi raised his eyebrows, and threw a cigarette to Li Hu. "You don't need to forge a machete for a while. Use a cutter and a grinder to sharpen all the steel bars here."

"Ah!" Li Hu wailed suddenly.

"All, how long does this take!"

Looking at the pile of steel bars that was almost piled into a hill, Li Hu almost cried.

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"If you let you do it, do it." Wang Yi snorted and picked up a steel bar.

"No, this way, cut one side diagonally, and then polish it a bit."

Wang Yi straightened his palm into a knife and gestured at one end of the steel bar.

Because there is only one cutting machine in the team, the speed of grinding steel bars is not too fast, but no matter how slow it is, it is just a few simple cuts. In most of the day, this pile of steel bars has been cut almost less.

Li Hu operated the cutting machine, while Zhang Cong and Shen He and others polished the steel bars cut by Li Hu again. One end of the steel bars has been processed and an oblique sharp edge is formed at one end. It is extremely sharp and can no longer be described by steel bars. Yes, this is a real shot.

Throughout the afternoon, the sound of "whooping" reverberated in the prison. The iron **** from the steel bars had covered Li Hu's feet. When the last cut was completed, there were a total of four to five hundred freshly baked sticks. The guns are pretty piled aside.

"Brother Yi, everything is done according to your requirements." Li Hu hammered his old waist. After all, after working for a few hours, no matter how strong people are, they can't stand the toss.

"Okay, hard work." Wang Yi patted Li Hu on the shoulder, bent over to pick up a pierced gun, and looked carefully.

The gun was very rough. In addition to the sharp blade, the gun body even had some handles, but it didn't delay Wang Yi's repeated strokes, just like touching a woman's body.

"Brother Yi, you don't want to use this game to fight with zombies, do you?" Li Hu took off his gauze-like coat that was burned by sparks, and saw Wang Yi constantly stroking the so-called spear. Can't help but wonder.

"This game should be a little longer, where is a machete easy to use."

"Really?" Wang Yi said with a grin.

"Should we go out and try it?"

"Okay!" Li Hu clapped his hands. He had long wondered how powerful this thing Wang Yi asked to do was.

"Shen He, Zhang Cong, Liu Yang, let's go out and try the power of this gun."

Wang Yi summoned a few people, armed with dozens of guns, and walked out of the prison.

Outside the prison was an empty wasteland. After a few people came out, Wang Yi asked Li Hu to take a few old iron oil drums that fell off the wall when he was besieged by a group of zombies and walked away.

"Brother Yi, this is almost the end!"

Li Hu walked out nearly a hundred meters away and shouted to Wang Yi who were still standing under the wall.

"Far away!" Wang Yi gestured with a spear, and found that the distance was still a little too close.

"Uh... well."

Li Hu touched his head. Although he knew what Wang Yi meant, the pistol weighed nearly five or six catties, and it was considered powerful if an average person could throw it tens of meters.

Li Hu had also heard that when chatting with several special police officers such as Yang Ze before, the distance of throwing grenades in general troops is mostly forty to fifty meters, and the weight of the grenades is placed there, which is worse than this gun. A lot.