Chapter 134

Finally, the beautiful and kind-hearted Miss Teng paid for the machine.

Even if it wasn't your order at all.

Mosquito and brother xisuo probably felt very embarrassed. They said that the steam engine only charged half of the cost and refunded half of the money to Tengteng.

In addition, they also asked Tengteng for a few more days of grace for the order, and promised that she would not be disappointed this time. The remaining balance could be settled after the textile machine was made.

Helped move the machine into the rattan hut.

Looking at the steam engine occupying a small half of the room, the mosquito scratched the back of his head in embarrassment and said in embarrassment.

"Er, mainly because I don't know much about weaving... But don't worry! I'll ask some knowledgeable acquaintances and I'm sure I can get it out!"

Looking at the big guy in the workshop, Teng youyou sighed.

"I hope so."

Anyway, having a steam engine is always a good thing.

During this period of time, Tengteng himself has not been idle. He has been studying how to make raw silk from the cocoon of the devil moth.

Referring to the modern silk making process, she found that the cocoon of the devil moth was continuously cooked with 90 degrees of hot water. After the pupa was cooked, it was put into normal temperature water and stood for a while, and the cocoon silk would naturally fall off in circles.

At this time, you only need to use two chopsticks to stir, screen out the "thread end" of the devil silk, and then you can draw the silk by hand.

Fortunately, the cocoons of the devil moth are large, and each cocoon is made of a piece of silk.

Moreover, these silk threads are tough enough to cut easily with scissors, and reeling is much easier than the small cocoon in reality.

Referring to the PPT downloaded from the Internet, Tengteng assembled a hand-operated silk reeling machine through a set of parts customized in the carpentry cabin, and the efficiency is also fair.

A lot of raw silk has been stored in the stock. The next step is to find a way to weave these raw silk into cloth.

Of course, it would be better if steam power could be applied to it.

……

At the same time, outside the trench at the west gate of the outpost.

A group of survivors transferred from the brick factory stood in a crooked formation. Although many of them are skinny and look bad, they are much better than they were half a month ago.

They were wearing fur coats they had just changed, with a one meter long stick in their hands, and looked blankly at the manager standing in front of the queue.

"I have a new job for you. Of course, you have the right to give up. Now put down your stick and you can still go back to the brick factory to work."

Chu Guang waited for a while.

No one moved.

He nodded with satisfaction, and Chuguang continued.

"Well, since you all chose to stay voluntarily, I hope you can prove your loyalty with actions."

Clearing his throat, he raised the volume.

"From today on, you will be incorporated into the guard of the outpost and be responsible for maintaining order at the outpost!"

"The number on the nameplate on your chest is your number, which will accompany you until you retire from the army. Your work includes but is not limited to patrolling, guarding, maintaining order, maintaining the dignity of the law, and daily practice and study."

"As a reward, shelter 404 will pay you 80 silver coins a month, as well as provide you with food and accommodation."

The monthly salary of 80 silver coins is still very good.

In the brick factory, there was only one silver coin a day at first. Later, the managers raised their salary and changed it to two silver coins a day.

Hearing that the salary was raised again, the survivors, who were still dazed, showed happy expressions one after another.

Chu Guang didn't care about their money.

After all, it is more unrealistic to expect a group of waste land visitors living like hyenas to have lofty ideals and beliefs than to expect mutants to sit down and negotiate with themselves.

But it doesn't matter.

He will teach them what obedience is and what discipline is with rigorous training.

"If you understand, say it."

"I understand!"

"Louder, didn't you eat!"

"I understand!!!"

In the face of the authority of the manager, no one dared to neglect. They took out their milk strength and shouted out at the top of their voice.

Although it's still a little boring, it's OK this time.

Chu Guang nodded and then ordered.

"Now, everyone turn left and run around the outpost. After running, come back to me! What are you doing standing there? Move! I'll see who's last. Run five more laps!"

Hearing the last sentence, a group of people finally recovered and ran forward, afraid that the slowest person was themselves.

Before waiting for a while, someone had finished a lap and returned to Chu Guang.

Staring at the breathless man, Chu Guang said.

"Report your name and number."

The man tried to control his breath and replied respectfully.

"Wrench, 006, my Lord!"

Chu Guang didn't react for a long time. "Wrench" is the guy's name.

Boy, that's a casual name.

Is it because there's a wrench right next to his delivery bed?

I really can't think of a good surname for this name. Chu Guang, who is not very good at naming, is too lazy to give him a surname.

"Number 006, from today on, you are the captain of the guard. Your only job is to train the rookies behind you and train with them."

Then Chu Guang lost a piece of VM into his hand.

Looking at his face flattered, he loosened his stick and hurriedly caught VM's wrench. Chu Guang stared at him and continued.

"After the training plan, it will be sent to your VM. The UAVs flying overhead will record your training results. I allow you to use all means. The only requirement is to let them complete their daily training tasks alive."

"If you can't finish it, it can only prove your incompetence. I won't find anyone else, but you."

"See!"

Looking at the manager, wrench nodded nervously.

"Yes, my Lord!"

"Cough."

"Yes! Sir!"

Good.

Pretty smart.

Glancing at the stick lying on the ground, Chu Guang looked at him and continued.

"Pick up the stick on the ground. It's your weapon before you get the gun. I hope you take it as your life."

"Train well. I'll watch you from above."

Looking at the wrench that hurriedly bent down to pick up the stick, Chu Guang threw down this sentence and turned to walk away in the direction of the outpost base.

Soon after he left, he received the wrench of the training plan and immediately greeted everyone to start training.

The manager said that the UAV was floating in the sky. He could see what they were doing clearly. In order to get away with it, the wrench has been working hard and dare not relax a bit.

To be honest, Chu Guang doesn't know much about training.

After all, in his last life, he experienced a high school military training and a college entrance military training.

No matter which time, the training intensity is far worse than serious military training.

However, it doesn't matter if you don't eat pork. Have you always seen pigs run?

A lot of information can be found on the Internet. It can be used only by re editing according to the needs and conditions on the waste soil.

For example, running exercises, standing posture, crawling forward, basic fighting, bayonet fighting training and so on.

It's almost enough to practice these basic skills, physical fitness and discipline, and cultivate enough energy and spirit.

Chu Guang doesn't need them to have strong combat effectiveness, but they need to be loyal, loyal and more loyal!

As for fighting, it's the players' job.

After all, no matter how the survivors train, it is unrealistic to win a group of clones that can stably "awaken" and fear death.

……

noon.

The quality square in front of the sanatorium.

A group of players gathered here for lunch with bowls, chattering and discussing excitedly.

"Did you find that there seems to be another batch of NPCs in our outpost?"

"I saw it too! It's at the west gate, right? When I went to see it, they were trying to spell bayonets! If you don't understand, ask, can you take them with you in a fight in the future?"

"What do you mean there are more people? Those people at the west gate are the prisoners we saved from the dungeon of the blood gesture clan. They said before that they helped us work in the brick factory in order to repay our help."

"Shit? It's them? Well, I'm blind, and my eyesight is poor. Those people don't wash their faces often. It's not surprising that they don't see it!"

"It seems that those people have completely joined us. Excited! There are more and more NPCs in our outpost!"

"The captain of the guard seems to have a VM! Can he trigger the task? Has any of you tried?"

"I've tried! As long as you pester him twice, you can trigger the task of training with them. However, one said that the task is very boring. It's only 5 copper coins for an hour! I might as well rent an axe to cut trees in the carpentry cabin!"

"You said that if you train with them all day, will you unlock the task of joining the guard?"

"You're 484 stupid... The task of the guard can always be led by the manager. It's the guard task done by the newcomers."

"Gan!"

At first, when I noticed that this group of NPCs suddenly appeared at the west gate with sticks in their hands, many players were full of curiosity about them.

However, this curiosity lasted only one morning.

As players found that these NPCs could neither trigger tasks nor pay much attention to themselves, they gradually lost interest in them and turned to their own business.

Perhaps, this part of the content planning has not been done well.

After all, it's the closed beta stage, and it's understandable that the content is a little less!

……

After lunch time, players scattered from the outpost.

The cattle and horse team that lost the military division temporarily disbanded the team.

Lao Bai and Fengfeng went to the brick factory and thought about how to further improve the output of the brick kiln. At night 10, I went to the lake and studied the skills of throwing the rod and feeding fish with the fishermen for a while.

As for the mole man, he took out the 200 silver raised in tears, bought the priority exploration right of the second floor of the greenhouse site from the cattle and horses team, and started a new round of work with the spirit Wang Fugui, Irena and four other passers-by teammates.

Whether he can roll the snowball all the way depends on whether he can knock down the level on the second floor within 7 days!

In theory, it's not very difficult.

After several previous battles, brother mole has mastered rich experience in "fighting against moths" and is quite handy in dealing with these bedbugs.

However, the situation they are facing is not very optimistic.

The main reason for this is that the location of the greenhouse site is too embarrassing. It is right at the entrance of 76th street. Turning the corner is the edge. Man and his teammates who often hang lottery, as well as mutants who are ready to put cold arrows at any time.

This also means that the mole and his little team members should be careful not to be harassed by mutants while they copy the strategy.

After all, there is no guarantee that those mutants will not take the initiative to find them here.

Mole had heard that the manager seemed to plan to use the first floor of the greenhouse site, but because the threat of mutants had not been lifted, the plan could only be put on hold.

But fortunately, the edge man didn't give up. This guy seems to be completely involved with those mutants, which attracted the hatred of mutants to a certain extent.

After a morning's rest, this guy gathered a group of teammates who were not more evil than him again and launched today's second round raid on the mutants.

This time, instead of taking the main road, he walked around the South Gate of the Wetland Park, along the street close to 76th street, through the ruins and terrain, and interspersed to the side of 76th street.

The sneak attack seemed successful.

The dispersed mutants did not expect that a force had penetrated their flanks.

Caught off guard, a lone mutant Archer was shot to death by the surrounding players and cut off his head.

Gunshots and explosions in the distance rang out again and lasted for a long time.

The clouds of war hung over 76th street.

Compared with those players who don't take danger seriously at all, the nomadic tribe at the east gate is panic at the moment.

Most of their tribes are old and young women and children, and some babies have not been weaned. The remaining young and middle-aged combat effectiveness is very difficult to deal with ordinary predators, and they can't resist the attack of mutants at all.

However, unlike the frightened people, Wu tieaxe, the head of the family, is not very worried. Especially after receiving the promise of "no attack without authorization" from the patriarch, his mood was relaxed.

The patriarch is very kind.

Knowing that there are few men in their tribe, they have no intention of using them as cannon fodder.

As for security, Wu tieax is even less worried.

That man is very strong, and his subordinates are also very strong. There are only a few mutants. They can't be their opponents at all!

This can be seen from the attitudes of those mutants.

Those mutants did not dare to take the initiative at all. They only dared to shrink and arrange defense and ambush on 76th street. In Wu tieax's view, this is not because those bloodthirsty beasts don't want to fight back, but because they have no spare power to fight back!

I dare not enter the forest at all!

However, out of caution, Wu tieaxe warned his people not to hunt in the East for the time being, but to go north or South as much as possible.

According to his exploration these days, there are good hunting grounds along the Fifth Ring Road.

There are many high-rise ruins, hiding some small animals such as squirrels and rabbits, and many mutant hyenas hide in after winter.

As long as you are patient and arrange traps and bait, you can still get some harvest occasionally.

As for the north, that is, where they came from, there were not many prey there. Especially along the section of the road out of the city elevated, there is a long no man's land.

On this wasteland, where there is some food source or other good things, there is not a single person.

The sanatorium is on the third floor.

Chu Guang, sitting in his chair, stared at the VM screen, looked down at the fighting and retreating [edge rowing] party through the UAV, and retreated south along his planned route.

About 20 minutes ago, Chu Guang had arranged 20 heavily armed players to stand by near the evacuation point by assigning tasks.

If the mutants catch up, what awaits them will be a fierce head-on blow!

In other words, is this micro operation?

I don't think so.

At this time, Xiao Qi squatting by the window suddenly turned the camera and looked at Chu Guang sitting in the chair.

"Master, Xiao Qi feels that the weather is going to change."

"The weather is changing?" Chu Guang looked up at the snow outside the window, and then looked at Xiao Qi strangely. "How can this ghost weather change?"

Can it drop another ten degrees?

Xiao Qi shook the camera and whispered.

"Xiao Qi doesn't know. He just feels that the clouds move a little fast."

Chu Guang frowned gently.

When the conflict between refuge 404 and mutants became white hot, a group of uninvited guests appeared near the viaduct in the north of the Wetland Park