i have a super island

Chapter 625 Weapon Upgrade Again
The night is already deep.

However, the oil lamp was still burning in the hut.

The few remaining management personnel on the island were still discussing strategies to defend against the enemy overnight.

Wei Lin proposed a method to block the two gates in the north and south.

Fatty asked: "If the gate is blocked, how can we get out? Our food won't last long, so we must go fishing and hunting outside, and our cultivated land is also outside the city wall."

"This is also a temporary policy. There is no other way. If we don't block the gate, we don't have enough personnel to guard it. If the barbarians break through the gate and rush in, it will be a disaster for us." Wei Lin said .

Lu Fengmei also said: "After blocking the gate, we can use the rope ladder to lead to the outside world."

Song Zhixi agreed with Wei Lin's approach, and said, "Indeed, our goal is to hold on until Fang Fang and the others come back, so we will block the door first, and we will discuss the matter later."

"I'm going to gather people and fill up the two city gates."

Wei Lin stood up excitedly, and hurried out of the house.

There were also Song Zhixi, Lu Fengmei, Pangpang, and Asai Shizi in the room.

"I have to hurry up to make the linen. If there is a real war, these will be bandages to stop the bleeding." Ichiko Asai said proactively.

"Well, then I'll trouble you."

Song Zhixi looked at Chubby, and said earnestly: "Now that the equation has not come back, the forces that can fight on the island can only rely on you and your people."

Fatty waved his hand and said, "Of course, Fang Fang is my king. I have sworn allegiance to him. At this time, I must stand up."

In fact, Pang Pang didn't know what to do. Twenty or so people competed against 2000 people. This is really not a joke.

But he can't help it. From the moment he followed Fang to fuck his big brother, he was doomed to go all the way to the dark.Now that he rebelled and went back, his father could really peel his skin.

After Pangpang left, only Song Zhixi and Lu Fengmei were left in the room.

"Ms. Lu, thank you for what you have done for the island."

Song Zhixi expressed his deep gratitude to Lu Fengmei, she saw everything he did for the equation and the island.

Lu Fengmei smiled, and said, "I know what to do, so let's hurry up and prepare the arrow."

"There are some things you can't say to them, but you can say it to you. I know that Equation regards you as a very good friend, so I also trust you."

"It's alright, tell me."

Song Zhixi expressed his worries.

"We now have a total of more than 20 people, and we have to defend the walls on all sides. Even if we have more arrows, there are only so many people defending the city. I am really worried that we will not be able to deal with so many enemies by then."

"Indeed..."

Lu Fengmei understood Song Zhixi's worries, those weapons were just weapons after all, they would not automatically aim at the enemy and shoot them out, in the end, someone had to be able to use these weapons.

And the current personnel on the island is really pitifully small, but any individual casualty in the battle is a great loss.

The point is that they can't afford to lose, this is no joke at all.

"Ms. Lu, you know the most. Can you think of something at this time?" Song Zhixi looked at Lu Fengmei expectantly.

"Let me think about it..." Lu Fengmei rubbed the bridge of her nose and fell into deep thought.

Under the current situation, the only and most effective way to improve combat effectiveness in a short period of time is to work hard on weapons.

How can we work hard on weapons?

Those weapons from the cold weapon era flashed through Lu Fengmei's head.

Suddenly, a picture appeared in Lu Fengmei's mind, and he thought of a way to try.

"Maybe I can find a better way." Lu Fengmei couldn't hide the excitement in her eyes.

"What way?" Song Zhixi was also delighted.

Lu Fengmei said excitedly: "The trebuchet."

Song Zhixi was even more shocked, and asked, "Can you really make a trebuchet?"

"I haven't done it, I don't know, but we can try it. Anyway, it's like this. If you don't try it, how will you know if you can do it well?"

"Right……"

Lu Fengmei said: "We have hemp ropes, knives and axes, and enough wood and bamboo. Give me enough time, and I will definitely be able to make a trebuchet."

Song Zhixi said, "Wei Lin can help you too."

"Yes, to make a trebuchet, her help is indispensable."

"Well, then I'll leave it to the two of you."

"Don't worry, just leave it to us."

With the idea of ​​making a trebuchet, Lu Fengmei was so excited that her whole body felt like chicken blood.

When she came outside, Lu Fengmei called Wei Lin's name loudly.

Wei Lin, who was supervising the aborigines' burying gate, heard Lu Fengmei calling her, and immediately came to him, panting slightly, and asked, "Teacher Lu, what do you want from me?"

Lu Fengmei's eyes were full of excitement, and she said with a smile: "I want to build a trebuchet, please help me draw a picture."

"Tabuchet?" Wei Lin was extremely surprised.

"That's right, it's the trebuchet!" Lu Fengmei said confidently, "As long as we have the trebuchet, we will stick to the city and no matter how many barbarians come."

Wei Lin adjusted her glasses, smiled happily, nodded and said, "Okay, okay, as long as there is something I can help, I will do my best."

Lu Fengmei took Wei Lin back to her room, and the two began to stay up all night to design, engraving the design of the trebuchet on the clay tablet.

Speaking of this clay tablet, it is also the most effective recording tool on the island at present, and its role is equivalent to that of paper and pen.

Since there is no real paper and pen on the island, the tool that can be used to record anything is a clay tablet. Write all important events, architectural design drawings, laws...all on the clay tablet, and then put it on the You burn the brick kiln to shape it, and finally these clay tablets become materials that can be preserved.

Wei Lin used this method when designing the new city, and her room was filled with clay tablets full of blueprints.

One night passed, and after two nights of hard work, they finally designed a simple trebuchet.

The whole body, details, and various important components of the catapult are painted on the clay panels that cover the ground. These precious materials will be sent to the brick kiln to be dried in a while, and then be preserved.

The exhausted Wei Lin had already fallen asleep, Shizi Asai covered her with a sackcloth and took care of her from the sidelines.

Lu Fengmei didn't feel sleepy at all, and led the aborigines to go outside to cut wood and bamboo for trebuchets.

As long as she thinks of being able to drive out the trebuchet immediately, Lu Fengmei is so excited that she does not feel sleepy at all. Even though she has not closed her eyes all night, her mental state is still very excited.

(End of this chapter)