It's just that the top shield of this gas tank and the valve have been cut off.
"The valve of this thing was replaced with a trigger device, and the spring and the battery and a few electric batons found to make the whole thing, a slight collision, you can produce electric flowers, and then..."
He opened his arms, indicating that it would cause a very terrifying explosion.
"Boom, boom! Fry him and make him crispy!
"Isn't that it!" Tai Qingsong exclaimed, "The kind used in the Middle East battlefield? But
it was Uncle Chen who touched his chin.
"But Tailang, where is the launcher?".
"There is no need to have a launcher."
Tai Lang never thought about this kind of problem.
Saying that Tai Lang opened the gas tank trigger a pull ring, this is still Tai Lang specially made a safety device, after all, in order for this gas tank to explode, the trigger above is set to be particularly sensitive, really as long as a light touch, the excited electric spark can instantly make the gas tank explode.
But Tai Lang directly lifted the gas canister.
"Just throw it over!"
In a sense, this is indeed a very casual thing, not as fine as Uncle Chen's arquebus.
I saw Tai Lang roaring wildly.
“Waaagh!!!"
The gas canister, weighing almost 30 kilograms, was thrown abruptly by Tai Lang 100 meters away from the apartment building.
"In particular, the iron pieces added to the tail can play a stable enough role, and this gas canister can ensure that the head can hit the ground first."
A private house in Liujia Village, together with the surrounding dense zombies, became the subject of Tailang experiments.
The moment the gas tank fell, it was like thunder crashing into the earth.
【Boom!!!!!! A
loud noise overwhelmed everything, shattering the surrounding glass.
The bomb stirred up red soot, which did not disperse.
But fools can imagine that the place where the gas canister fell, whether it was the building or the zombies, must have been blown into slag.
This sudden rain is the best proof of this.
Of course, it was not really rain, but all kinds of debris that was blown up and shattered zombies fell on their rooftop.
"We will use this at that time and blow up the bridge in Liujia Village."
Everyone was stunned.
The violent explosion also drove their hearts to beat wildly.
But after the respite of God, there was a burst of wild shouts.
“Waaagh!!!!!"
They felt that both themselves and the weapons they had just received were hungry and thirsty.
Only a fierce struggle can get the greatest satisfaction.
Just wait for Tai Lang to give an order.
The other evacuees on the rooftop were almost used to the Tai Lang, their various roars and the huge movements they made.
Hehe, whatever they toss.
They are already numb.
Watching Tai Lang knock and disassemble and install.
It seems that in addition to weapons, the whole thing needs to come out.
Scrap piled up.
And then they all saw it.
Tailang, this is to build a [car] on the roof?
The overall frame of this car is a solid wooden bed, which is hard to be installed with wheels by too waves.
There is no suspension suspension, and even less spindle.
Each wheel is an independent motor removed from the battery car, a real four-wheel drive.
It seems to be because of the fear of not having enough motivation.
So each wheel is actually several motors together.
A large number of knives or sharp pieces of metal and iron were collected and all re-sharpened and welded to the wheels with an electric welding machine.
But the most eye-catching thing is the head of the car.
Downstairs smashed almost all the walls, not even the load-bearing walls.
The exposed rebar is not wasted at all.
In addition to reinforcing the body....
They watched as Tai Lang bent the steel bars with his bare hands and tied them up.
The finished product is a cylindrical frame more than a meter high and as thick as three people.
I found some wooden boards and knocked on them.
The cement that has been lost for a long time does not know where Tai Lang came from.
After stirring, it is watered.
Before watering, a thick water pipe is placed in the middle, leaving a hole.
Wait until the cement dries and the waves knock down the boards.
He got a heavy stone.
They couldn't figure out what it took so much effort to make such a heavy thing for.
This thing is generally used in the village to press wheat.
Until they saw Tai Lang pushing the stone and loaded him into the front of the handmade four-wheel drive vehicle.
The hole left in the middle before is used to fix this stone.
This thing made by Tai Lang looks rough, but it has everything that a car should have.
This stone rock can actually swing left and right through the handle on the top through the link, and obviously undertakes the function of direction control.
"Neuropathy! That stone is so heavy, if you can push it, there will be a ghost! Everyone
only dared to whisper, afraid that Tai Lang would hear it and hang them under the rooftop.
"No, you really think that thing is a car?"
"Or what?"
"But the question is, how did he drive downstairs when he came up with a thing like this?"
"Why do you care so much, we wait here obediently, the country will clean up those zombies sooner or later, and then we will be safe."
"Leave it alone, let him toss and go."
Wait until the main body of the entire car and the power system are almost built.
And Zhu Qizheng's side also successfully completed the icon of Second Brother Mao.
Tai Lang saw that Waaagh spoke up.
"It's perfect!"
This is a furry icon full of postmodern art and punk style.
Steel creates a chin.
Twine combed into hair.
Rubber is woven into muscles.
The iron sheet is fierce into the chest cavity.
Tires made into shoulders.
Big bones spell out the armor.
Brother Mao is in front, Brother Mao is behind.
One looks up to the sky, the other looks to the ground.
The four eyeballs flashed red, and the knife and axe hammer were held in their hands.
Elaborately carved fierce gods.
It is simply that Brother Mao appears, and Brother Mao shows sainthood.
Tai Lang was a million points satisfied, and made a decision.
"Load it on your chariot!"
If you can't figure it out with a super-large tank, let's start with a smaller trick.
The two gods who got on the car also added an extra big flag.
"This flag will give us good luck!"
Tai Lang said so, and the four brats seemed to be convinced, and looked at the big banner and the statue of the second brother Mao with a look of adoration.
But Tailang always felt that something was missing.
I ran downstairs again, killing and killing in the zombie pile.
Finally, he came up with a can of red paint.
His "chariot" was painted red from top to bottom, inside and out.
"The brats remember, painting red makes the car go faster." Tai Lang said.
[Warhammer fever knowledge: Greenskins generally think that as long as you paint the car or even the war pig red, the speed can be faster, but in fact, when other greenskins really think so, it will be effective. ] Of course, it doesn't have to be red, some green skins will also feel that they should be painted green, and whoever wins the battle will listen to whom.
At this time, Liu Zuan and Brother Long were staying in the rooftop villa and there was nothing else to do.
I can only watch Tai Lang constantly tinkering.
He didn't dare to say anything on his lips, but his heart was full of contempt.
He and Brother Long looked at each other, and both of their eyes were full of disdain.
Brother Long's eyes were saying, "Do you think this thing can really be opened?"
Liu Zuan's eyes were saying, "Do you think this is a car?"
Liu Zuan saw Lao Chen on the side, and leaned over to talk in a low voice: "Lao Chen, do you also think that painting red can make the car run faster?" Originally
, he wanted to gain some resonance, after all, Lao Chen should be the relatively normal one among their group besides himself and Brother Long.
But it was Lao Chen who said very seriously: "Since Tailang said so, it must be like this, and painting red will definitely be able to run faster." Liu
Zuan was speechless.
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