zombie frenzy

Chapter 685 Captain Gore
In a messy warehouse, dozens of big men were busy, unpacking the objects piled up in front of them, and stacking various materials together in different categories.

In the past few months of catastrophe, many things have been damaged. If before, the survivors would not even take a look, they would turn around and leave, but it is different here. The establishment of the factory requires enough Raw materials, and these are not provided by suppliers. If you want to continue, you can only separate them from the rags.

The rags picked up from various buildings, after preliminary inspection, are piled up in different warehouses according to different materials, plastic, wood, metal, paper, clothes, among them, metal is the most detailed, first by A group of experts distinguish steel, copper, and aluminum with naked eyes, and then sort them continuously according to the equipment. Some warehouses have only a few pieces in them, while others are full of them.

To manufacture electromagnetic gun battery packs, all the materials needed are found from these rags, melted and decomposed, and finally the necessary materials are formed. I don’t know how many processes have gone through and how much manpower has been used. Fortunately, in the safe zone Everything is missing, but now there is no shortage of people.

Stepping on the tattered table top, Gore forcefully removed the steel frame underneath, held it in his hand and threw it, felt the weight and material, and then threw it on the pile of broken steel.

After working for a long time, in this stuffy warehouse, his body was soaked in sweat. Gore stopped, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and found a pier to sit down and rest.

Looking at his growing skills, Gore shook his head with a wry smile. He never thought that in just half a month, he would show his prominence in the business of sorting tattered items. Because of his accurate identification and quick hands and feet, he became a A small leader of the sorting group.

The New York Safety Zone has started a grading system. Guo Fei and the others enjoy first-level treatment, Lieutenant Colonel Eugene and the others are second-level, and the remaining soldiers and cadets are classified as third-level. Among the survivors , the project leaders of various laboratories have become the second-level treatment, ordinary scientific researchers also have the third-level treatment, and the directors of those factories are also the third-level treatment, and small leaders like Gore are only the fourth-level treatment. The guys below are all classified as Level [-]. The most unique group is the underage children, who don't need to work and don't need to be borne by their parents. They all live under Level [-] living standards.

The difference between each level is huge, from food, housing, living rations, all aspects can crush the next level, after the system is established, people without special skills start to work hard, wanting to upgrade themselves to get better treatment, of course Yes, there are also those who are lazy and lazy. These people have been included in the blacklist. When the elimination system is introduced in the future, the first ones will be kicked out of New York and let them go to the wilderness to fend for themselves.

"Gore, you have to teach us, damn it, how can these steels be separated?" A big black man held the iron rod in his hand and muttered in frustration.

A few workers next to him followed suit and shouted, "Yes, Gore, it's too difficult. We can separate the steel, but what kind of alloy it is, how can we tell?"

Gore smiled and did not speak. There is no way to explain this thing. It is all based on the feel. If you touch it too much, the weight and luster of the material, everything will appear in his mind reflexively. He can’t explain it clearly. Maybe it is It must have something to do with his experience. He faces steel every day. I guess he has seen it too much, and he already has a memory in his heart. This is his only explanation.

"The safety zone needs to recruit ship personnel urgently. Those who are proficient in sonar radar are given priority. The treatment is three-level. The number of places is limited. I hope everyone will not miss it."

Gore suddenly raised his head and listened to the sound of the broadcast outside as if in a daze. The stone he was throwing in his hand fell to the ground.

"Boss, didn't you say you were the captain?" The black man just now looked sideways at him, "Hurry up, it's too late if you're late."

"Come on, you must be selected." Several workers shouted loudly.

Ge Erfei rushed out of the warehouse, and ran towards the building in the distance. From time to time, there were people running out like him on the road, looking at each other vigilantly, and before approaching the building, they had already regarded each other as a opponent.

The patrol car passed by, and the people inside stood up, waving their arms and cheering for them. If it was normal, these patrol officers would at most glance at them when they saw them, but now, knowing that they were all fighting for posts, they suddenly When the time came, someone was pointing inside, analyzing which ones were qualified and which ones were not like sailors.

As they got closer to the building, there were more and more people on the road. With such a large port in New York, it was too easy to recruit some ship personnel. Even if it was added that they needed to understand sonar and radar, there were still countless applicants.

Gore stood in the long queue, wondering what happened and needed sonar, but he had nothing to worry about. His position was much higher than that of a radar operator. These basic knowledge had long been deeply rooted in the In my mind, to put it bluntly, even a professional radar player is not as good as him.

"Gore, Captain, is that you?" A familiar yet unfamiliar voice came from the front.

Raising his head, Gore looked at the big man in front of him suspiciously, and asked hesitantly, "Who are you?"

"I'm Cotby, gunner," said the big man. "You're still alive, God. I thought you were all dead."

"Why do you think that?" Gore asked. "Were you on the ship during the Cataclysm? How were they? How many were left alive?"

Gore rushed over excitedly and grabbed Kotby's shoulders, looked into his eyes nervously, gasped for breath, and the sound was like a bellows wheezing.

"We couldn't reach you at the time."

Kotby said, "I was on the ship. I was with the second officer during the catastrophe. They all guessed that you were dead. Hehe, a miracle happened. You were alive, but they were all dead."

Gore shook his body. Although he knew that few would survive, he still felt unacceptable.

"They're all dead, damn it, why did this happen?" Gore said in a low voice, "It's all my fault. If I find a way to go back, maybe I can save a few more."

He happened to leave the ship that day because he was too far away, surrounded by terrifying monsters. In this situation, he struggled for a long time, and finally gave up and went all the way back to his ship. Later, The guilt in his heart made him dare not take half a step there even today, when New York was recovered.

"It's useless for you to go back." Kotby said, "Captain, there were only more than 20 people alive at that time. After getting off the ship, the only ones who lived to see the sun the next day were me and the second officer. When the zombie mutated for the first time, the second officer also left, and I am the only one who has been hiding until now."

"Sorry." Gore was silent for a while, then whispered.

Kotby shook his head and said, "Captain, it's none of your business, you're useless even on the ship, damn it, they get too fast, no one is prepared, the cabin is too narrow, there is no escape." There is no way to escape, but it is good to see you, Captain, are you going to take us to set sail again?"

He is just a ship gunner. As for sonar radar, he has only read it in books and has no actual operation. At most, he has played the simple version on civilian ships. He came here to fish in troubled waters. I panicked a long time ago, I finally met the captain, and he refused to let go.

"Set sail? Hehe, I hope, if they admit me." Gore said with a wry smile.

The big guys lined up next to him burst into laughter. Some of these guys are radar operators on warships, and some are experienced crew members. They all feel that they are better than others, but they inevitably get nervous when they hear someone calling him captain. When I said these frustrating words, I immediately relaxed a lot, and felt that I was one step closer to my post.

They went in one after another, and walked out in a short time. According to them, they were not sonar radar players, so they didn't ask too many questions, so they called back directly. , Hundreds of people came out, and none of them got a positive reply.

In fact, it’s not that Guo Fei and the others are strict in their assessment. The key is that no one in their group understands this. If you want to find someone who is proficient, you can’t rely on the other party’s introduction. Just seeing the long queue and those inexplicable When everyone came to participate in the election, Guo Fei knew that the recruitment was going to be a big trouble.

"Those who don't understand sonar radar are not allowed to participate in the registration. They are full-time radar operators on the ship. Please provide evidence, otherwise they will not be recognized." A girl came out and said.

The crowd became chaotic, those who wanted to get away with it, like Kotby, walked out of the queue in frustration, some left the building with their heads down, and some still stayed here with a glimmer of hope , pricked up his ears, listening to the exchanges between those who had completed the assessment.

"Gore? You wrote here that you are the captain, but we don't have such a position for you, sorry."

Guo Fei gently threw the form back on the table, and looked at him impatiently, that is to say, he is the captain to be more polite, otherwise, after announcing the request, he dared to sneak in like this, he would have called someone pulled him out.

"I am the captain of the destroyer Stray. The operation of sonar and radar is a compulsory course for me, and no one on the entire ship knows them better than me."

Gore said unhurriedly, "I don't know what you need the radar for, but I dare say that my destroyer definitely has the best radar, and, most importantly, it's all good and can drive well." That is to say, if the target we are looking for moves, we can follow it at all times and not let it slip away."

"How far can we detect?" Guo Fei asked after thinking about it.

Gore said, "Let's put it this way, even if the Stray does not leave the military port, with its power, the entire surrounding area of ​​New York is covered."

"Are you sure it's good?" Guo Fei asked.

"I wasn't sure before." Gore said, "But just now I met a former soldier. He was on the ship when the catastrophe happened. From his mouth, I can tell that the ship is not damaged. If you need it, I will It can be activated at any time."

After thinking about it, Gore added, "The most important thing is that my destroyer has just been resupplied, and it has enough fuel and ammunition. If you want to deal with the enemy, I have all kinds of weapons on it, which can definitely beat the enemy to pieces." .”

The last sentence became the overriding decisive factor. Guo Fei laughed and turned his head to look at Lieutenant Colonel Bonnie, "How is it? It's him?"

The two were also half buckets of water were persuaded by Gore, the lieutenant colonel said with a smile, "Just him, Guo, maybe we can restart the destroyer instead of just using the radar."

(End of this chapter)