Chapter 71 Cleaning the battlefield

   North Gate of Outpost.

   The strong man with his feet on a wooden bench and a hemp rope around his neck begged for mercy with snot and tears.

   His name is Badger.

   But at this moment, the poor one is like a worm.

   "Please, don't kill me, I've told you everything you want to know, and you will let me go!"

The players next to    felt a little unbearable, and whispered.

   "Will it be too miserable?"

   "Yeah... this guy has surrendered, maybe he can be our companion."

   "It's a pity."

   However, Chu Guang's expression did not change because of the strong man's begging for mercy.

  The outpost has no cells to keep prisoners, and it is even more unrealistic to keep them in a shelter. And it is foreseeable that no merchants interested in slaves will pass by here all winter. Keeping these three captives will only waste food and bring hidden dangers.

   As for intelligence?

What    asked was almost the same as what he had guessed.

  Chu Guangke never promised that he would spare their lives if he told them honestly.

   One of these plunderers counts as one, and for the unconscionable things they have done, hanging is already the most merciful punishment for them.

   "Go to **** to repent."

   Seeing that there was no hope of survival, the expression on the strong man's face instantly distorted, and he cursed loudly.

"You scum! Liar! Even if I go to hell, I won't let you go! Wait, the leader will avenge me, he will hang you from the street lamp, and let you watch your compatriots being slaughtered. evil--"

  Before he scolded more ugly words, Chu Guang, who was too lazy to listen to nonsense, kicked the bench at the bottom of the strong man's feet.

   Hearing a click, this man named "Badger" ended his sinful life on the gallows of justice at the outpost of Vault 404.

  The makers of the gallows [Ward Beriberi Who Lai Wen] and [Aer, I want to go to the toilet], watching from a distance, their eyes are straight.

  None of them would have thought that the gallows they made on a whim would actually come in handy one day.

   Looking at the corpse hanging there, their faces turned pale, but not too pale.

   This is a game after all.

   It's just that the expression of the hanged man is too curious.

   Like a real dead person.

   "This game is always very realistic with weird details."

   "Sin, sin, Amitabha."

   Standing not far away and watching, Fujiteng felt a little emotional.

   "War."

   She is a casual player and doesn't enjoy fighting very much. Of course, this is also related to her intelligence attribute and her short legs.

   She was depressed when she thought about it.

   Is this reasonable?

   is not reasonable at all!

   "It's okay! Sister protects you!"

   Yaya, who was standing beside him, smiled hey. He wanted to put his hand on her shoulder, but accidentally put it on top of her head.

  Teng Teng has black lines all over his head, and his fists are clenched.

   "I'll give you another punch."

  Yaya quickly let go and explained in a panic.

   "Huh? No, I didn't mean to, I just wanted to—"

   "Okay, alright, it's boring to talk about it."

   Nearby players were chatting, discussing when the next wave of offensive would come, and how much stronger the attack would be.

   Confirmed that the man on the gallows was dead.

  Chu Guang looked at the two players closest to him, took out 5 copper coins from his pocket and threw them in their hands.

   "Take these three corpses to the morgue, strip them naked and throw them together with the corpses of the other looters."

   "When the generator is assembled, it is sent to the active substance extractor for refining."

   The two players came back to their senses and nodded immediately.

   "Yes! Mr. Manager!"

  …

   It didn’t take long to assemble the generator.

Many of these players have good hands-on skills. Even if they don't understand the words in the manual at all, relying on their understanding of the generator structure and a few pictures, they are groping to install all the parts. .

  The whole set of power generation equipment is divided into two parts, one is the carburetor of firewood, and the other is the thermal generator driven by gas.

  The structure of the former is very simple, which is essentially an airtight column with a cover on the top.

   As the wood is fed in from the top, the firewood is first further dried during the slow settling process, and finally cracked by the internal heat and partially burned in the limited oxygen.

In this process, a large amount of heat is generated, and a layer of hot charcoal is formed at the point of the airtight column, which reacts with the steam generated by pyrolysis and other combustible gases, and finally forms a mixed combustible gas rich in hydrogen, methane and carbon monoxide. .

   This is actually not a particularly clever technology. During World War II, the German army used similar firewood vaporization equipment to power some tanks under the condition of lack of fuel.

   Generally speaking, 3~4kg of firewood is equivalent to 1L of gasoline, and the specific consumption depends on the type, density and dryness of the firewood, so it is impossible to generalize.

   But it doesn’t really matter how much it consumes. The most important thing in the outpost now is firewood. Just arrange a person to clean up the waste and plug the wood in.

  Through this power generation device, it can stably provide a maximum of 10KW of power to the outpost. Even under full load, the firewood consumption is less than 10 kg per hour, which can be said to be very cost-effective.

The    generator started running successfully, and nearby players gave a cheer.

   Their outpost finally has electricity!

   A lot of work that could not be done before is now possible.

   "I'm going to dig some wires back!"

   "Can the wires from two hundred years ago still be used?"

   "Those protected by insulating materials should be usable, but it doesn't matter if they can't be used. The big deal is to melt them and make them again. I'll think of a way to see if I can make a transformer and a voltage stabilizer, and then we can make steel directly on the electric furnace."

   "Big boss bulls!"

   Listening to the conversations of the players, Chu Guang was also very happy.

  The active substance extractor, which had fallen a thick layer of ash, finally started to work, extracting the corpses sent into the furnace into active substances.

   It looks like four units have been recovered from the ten corpses, and finally made up for the shortfall of active substances caused by a small player.

   "The battle is over? You won?" Xia Yan, who was waiting beside the elevator, asked quickly, looking at Chu Guang approaching him.

  Chu Guang replied casually.

   "It's not me who doesn't win."

   Xia Yan continued to ask questions.

   "That group of people belong to the Blood Hand clan?"

  Chu Guang glanced at her.

"you know?"

   "You don't need to know, they are the most famous ones in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City."

   made a helpless expression, Xia Yan warned.

"You better be careful, there may not be many people here this time, but they are not as weak as they seem. There was a businessman before, who probably wanted revenge or something, and hired a team of twenty from Boulder City. Human mercenary, guess what?"

   "I don't like guessing, you just say it."

"Okay... Anyway, only one escaped in the end, and one of his arms was broken," Xia Yan said after taking a deep breath, "The equipment of that mercenary team is still good, and the fighting qualities are not bad. There are even two in it. A retired professional soldier from the Boulder Militia. But fighting a Marauder is a different thing than fighting a xenomorph, especially in the city."

"They planted tin mines on the road, decoy bombs, led predators from subway entrances to shops along the street and locked them up, and even tamed mutant hyenas... According to the person who came back alive, the battle was like a nightmare. , they're facing a bunch of gnaws who can shoot, lie down, support and sneak attack."

  Whether it is a DIY iron-barreled rifle or the most advanced assault rifle, hitting the key point is a matter of one shot. Even if it misses the point, at most it will be another shot.

  The mercenaries in Boulder City are not regular troops, so it is impossible to use very good protective gear. Most of them use wire keels and steel plates to protect their vital points. Only a few rich people can afford exoskeletons and full armor.

   "Maybe those mercenaries underestimate the enemy." Chu Guang said casually.

   "Maybe, the people of Boulder City somewhat despise the countryside."

   "Like you?"

  Xia Yan had an embarrassed expression and hurriedly explained.

   "Well, certainly not me."

  Chu Guang smiled and didn't care.

  Although I have never been to Boulder City, it is not difficult to understand this sense of superiority just by looking at the longing eyes of the survivors of Bate Street when they mention it.

   After all, it is the only "city" in Qingquan City, and the only "place of order" left in this area.

  The people who live there, even if they are destitute, are still superior compared to the people outside.

   "Speaking of which, why do I feel that you are not afraid?"

"What's there to be afraid of? You've even torn up the creepers, so you won't be able to beat them? Plus you have so many people here," Xia Yan gave Chu Guang a strange look, as if he didn't understand why he asked that Strange question, "Why are you so nervous? There are at most seven or eight people listening to the gunshots, and it's still in the open."

  “…”

  Emmm…

   makes sense.

  Chu Guang didn't know how to refute for a while.

  …

   It was late at night.

   An abandoned tire factory in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City.

   looked at the man who was crawling under the steps, the bear leaning on the chair, and said in a lazy voice.

   "How's the situation on the Badger's side, have the spoils been brought back?"

  According to the tradition of the tribe, whoever takes the spoils has priority to enjoy it.

After the    is brought back, everyone will enjoy it together, regardless of you and me.

   Generally, if the survivors' stronghold is captured, the Autumn Breeze raiding team will usually stay there for a while, taking the time to have some fun, such as throwing a party to play cat and mouse, and loot some loot along the way.

  As the leader of the clan, the bear can be sympathetic to his subordinates.

   But seeing that the sky is already dark, it's not like he hasn't come back yet.

   "...There is no news yet." The man who was crawling under the steps pressed his forehead to the ground, not daring to take a millimeter away.

   "No news yet?"

   Centipede-like brows furrowed, a hint of displeasure appeared on the bear's face, and he said impatiently, "I remember they set out in the morning."

"Yes."

"too slow."

  Xiong sullenly stared at the man under the steps and said, "You send someone over, and if you meet on the road, urge them to hurry up. If your people arrive and they haven't set off yet, come back and tell me."

"Yes!"

   Looking at Ji walking out of the tent, Xiong touched the beard on his chin, feeling a little irritable for no apparent reason.

   Thirty survivors' stronghold, why hasn't it returned after so long?

   Was it an accident?

   But this is very unlikely.

   shook his head, and the bear decided not to think about it and got up from his chair.

   Even if the opponent is a hard bone that cannot be chewed, with the vigilance of a badger, he will definitely be able to escape.

  There is only one possibility that there is no news for such a long time, that is, they forgot the time to play, or they spent a lot of money searching for loot.

  The bear is no longer worried, and his mood is much more relaxed.

  Especially when he remembered the rough and ugly face of the almost broken "toy" paralyzed in the room, he couldn't help but squeeze out a chilling smile.

   This winter should not be too boring.

   (end of this chapter)