doomsday rebirth

Chapter 423 Our Human Civilization

"Fuck, Chen Lei, you idiot, take it easy, these things need to be handled with care!" Zheng Yuntian cursed loudly, spitting out his mouth.The team members around him all lowered their heads and chuckled, looking at the innocent Chen Lei.The college student was very careful just now, Zheng Yuntian is possessed, these supplies are too important for a professional like him.

People are now in the air force airport. Since Gong Xiuli and the others joined, the materials of the air force base have naturally become the property of the doomsday team.If there is no strange fog, the air force airport is actually a very good base choice.But now people can only try to move some things, they don't have much manpower and material resources to take care of here.

Huaxia Kingdom's military supplies and civilian supplies are completely two concepts, Xiang Yuning with glowing eyes can't wait to tear down the walls of the base and take them away.And the technicians of the communication platoon squatted at the base for several days to study how to dismantle those communication equipment.

"Actually, this radar is completely useless to us. Now there is no air force at all, and zombies can't fly." Leng Yang said to himself, he kept stroking the stubble on his chin, his eyes staring straight He stared intently at the radar in the open electric door.

This radar has become rusty due to lack of maintenance. It is good that Gong Xiuli and the others can protect the most important control tower.The people in the headquarters have also discussed that many materials are useless even if they bring them, and these things have to be wiped by hand every day.

But the nerd couldn't bear it, he finally saw a military airport that belonged to him, and wished he could use the big teleportation technique to move the entire airport away. "Priority is dismantling the usable equipment, and then all these things are plastered and brought back to the base, even if they are used as steel reserves."

Listening to Leng Yang's words, Li Xiaoshi and the others shrugged their shoulders, "Hey, Lao Jiang, you lost. Tonight, each brother gets a pack of cigarettes. You still don't understand the Leng team, the guy who squeezes out oil from the rocks How could it be possible to give up." Li Daxian had a smile on his face, and Jiang Jianhong was facing him with a bitter face.

Leng Yang curled his lips, how could these guys know the pain of the former homeboy, that was the era when every grain of rice was counted.Now they are just on the road, and they must persist in being diligent and thrifty in managing their families.I would rather work harder at ordinary times, so that I can have enough bargaining chips in times of crisis.

The fuel in the air force airport, as well as the ammunition for the fighter planes, and spare parts were all taken back to the base by people moving like mice.The fighter planes can no longer fly, but their ammunition is still there. Although these rockets and missiles are not many in number, they are all powerful killing weapons, and there is always a way to use them.

All kinds of exercise equipment and the equipment prepared by the nutritionist were also taken away. Although many glass products have been broken and many equipment is rusty, there is always something that can be used.Now only the communication equipment of the airport tower is left.

This is also the best place for Gong Xiuli and the others to maintain. Basically, it can still be used normally, but there is no way for people to take away a lot of large equipment. "This one has to be taken away, let Li Xiaoshi and the others tear down the wall, and they will build a special communication tower for us in the future."

Ma Ping burst into laughter, the wrinkles on his face were squeezed together, and he, who has always been difficult for a smart woman to cook without rice, has become prosperous now. "Ma Gong, even if we have these devices, it's useless. Now the basic Jiangcheng area, the areas where we can receive signals, are already too busy to take care of ourselves."

Gong Xiuli's eyes turned red when she mentioned this. She remembered the farewell messages. "Most of the remaining bases after the end of the world have basically disappeared, or they are too far away from us to be detected, and there are no other bases within a radius of [-] kilometers."

Ma Ping shook his head at her with a smile, "Major Gong, I never thought about contacting those people outside. It's useless if I do. Could it be that we can still meet after millions of zombies?" Looking at Gong Xiuli and the female soldiers who had doubts in their eyes, Ma Ping confidently patted the keyboard beside him.

"I want to modify these devices and build our own communication network. The requirements are not high. Within one or two hundred kilometers, we can use the walkie-talkie at will." In fact, what Ma Ping said was wrong. The way to build a base station is to scale out, and with these devices, it is really promising.

"Think about it, connect Shibaozhai, Linjiang County, the wharf, and the 'Iowa' in real time through radio. This is much more realistic than contacting other people outside who are fighting on their own. These are all ourselves The team is here at any time!"

Looking at Ma Ping who looked excited, even a little ecstatic, Gong Xiuli and the others finally understood.The team has never pinned their hopes on outsiders, whether it is the army or others, they just silently use their own efforts to increase their chances of survival.

"Ma Gong, we listen to you in everything." The female soldiers have indeed learned a lot in the past few days after joining the team. If you want to save others, you must first save yourself.No matter what the era, pinning hope on others is the most helpless choice, only the strength in your own hands is real.

But it was because of Ma Ping's words today that Gong Xiuli and the others forgot one thing, which caused Leng Yang and the others to encounter great difficulties in the future.But that's all for later, and people are still intoxicated by the huge harvest.

Different from the elated communication platoon, Yan Shibin and the others now look sad.Everyone in the technical department, including Mo Mingdong, who has been busy building cold weapons, all stood in a cavern built in a large cave, and three still proud Warhawks were parked in front of them.

The skins of the three fighter planes were no longer shiny silver, and the rivets everywhere were covered with glaring red rust spots, making the fighter planes seem to be covered with a layer of red pockmarks.And there are large and large rust spots near the landing gear and air intake, just like psoriasis.

The originally glamorous war eagle gave people the feeling that it had been in this cave for decades, and had changed from a powerful weapon of the country to an obsolete weapon in its twilight years.But people know that just a few months ago, they could still gallop in the blue sky, and they were still the proud ones in the sky.

Liu Wennan climbed out of the cabin, and there was a small groove on the fuselage when his gloves were propped up.A group of people looked at him eagerly, and the engineer who seldom smoked silently took out a cigarette from Yan Shibin's pocket and smoked it in big gulps.

"Liu Gong, tell me something, save these fighter planes." Huang Jiehui's eyes almost burst, and he shouted at Liu Wennan at the top of his lungs.The mechanical engineer of the National Defense University is the last hope of these mechanics. As a mechanic, he did not take good care of the fighter plane, which is the eternal pain in their hearts.

"Cough, cough." Liu Wennan was not used to the smell of tobacco, he coughed loudly. "Captain Huang, there is no hope." The engineer's voice was choked with sobs. "There is no hope. The inside of the fighter plane has corroded. Even if we clean up the skin, it will not be able to fly."

Warhawks are different from heavy goods such as cars and ships. Even if there are three Warhawks here, people cannot disassemble the parts and assemble them.This is the highest crystallization of human science and technology. Every component requires precise instruments and manual assembly of fighters. That was the case during World War II in the last century.

Professor Guan Mingsi rested his fist on his forehead and closed his eyes, while several technicians beside him clenched their fists fiercely, they were all full of remorse.Hating this damned apocalypse, this damned mist, why the hell did I not come from a fighter plane.

People actually had a premonition in their hearts, and they also knew the deeds of the pilot squadron leader. If he hadn't reached the last step, he would not have used that tragic method.But when they saw these Warhawks parked in the hangar, maintaining their majestic appearance with their wings spread out, people still had inexplicable impulses in their hearts.

This is the most powerful weapon they have encountered, and it is a real killer that can easily fight against zombie groups.But now they can only watch helplessly, watching these war eagles that once filled people with pride and confidence are parked here forever.

Huang Jiehui fell limply on the ground, and the man was crying silently.The man who hasn't cried since the warplanes corroded, and hasn't cried since middle school, has cried many times.But knowing that there are real mechanical engineers on the team, he has a glimmer of hope, maybe he is just not good at learning.

But this world is ruthless. Maybe the fighter plane can actually be repaired now, but there are no such talents and equipment in the team.They are already the strongest team in the vicinity. Even if people are lucky, they may have these conditions in the future, but these warhawks can't wait for that time anymore.

"Old Huang, everyone knows that you are not feeling well. Cry it out. It feels better to cry out." Yan Shibin patted Huang Jiehui and another mechanic on the shoulders lightly.He also had this feeling of powerlessness before. When he led Leng Yang and the others into the factory and saw the corroded lathe for the first time, he felt the same as Huang Jiehui.

At some point, Leng Yang appeared beside the people, and he walked slowly in front of Huang Jiehui and the others. "Huang Jiehui, fighter jets are very important. But in my eyes, the most important thing is that we are alive."

"There are a lot of zombies, so what? We can kill tens of thousands with a few hundred people. The red monsters are very powerful, but we can still kill them. We can kill them because of the weapons in our hands, but more What matters is all of us, us who are alive."

"In the beginning we could only use crossbows, then we took a few guns. Later, we were able to make our own crossbows and bolts, we had a lot of guns and ammunition, and now we can even reload. It's all step by step Come on, as long as we live, one day, we will make our own guns, tanks, and fighter jets."

"But the premise of all that is that we are alive, not only we have to live, but more people are alive. It's nothing if the Warhawk is gone, anyway, we can't drive without pilots now. What we need is to move forward step by step, to the day of victory."

Leng Yang's eyes kept scanning the comrades in front of him, "What makes us better than zombies is not how many destructive weapons we possess, but our creativity. Zombies can only evolve and mutate at most. However, we can rebuild our civilization. Build that human civilization that has powerful armaments on the outside and convenient life on the inside!"

(End of this chapter)