Just after seeing off the team, Wang Yi called Zhang Fei, Li Long brothers and several people from Tongxu department together.
They had been informed before that they would organize a temporary weapons department, and these people had been ready for it. In a short time, they gathered in front of Wang Yi.
"Brother Yi, I just made a little statistics. There are still some steel in our team. If we make machetes like before, we can barely use them." Li Long said and handed the book to Wang Yi, which recorded some data.
Wang Yi took it and looked at it. He felt that his head was not enough.
"Well, what's this word?" Wang Yi points to some data on the book and asks.
"It's steel." Li Long scratched his scalp and said.
"It says that there are twenty steel bars left."
Wang Yi can't laugh or cry. Li Long's writing is too sloppy. Wang Yi can't see it.
"Forget it. Read it and I'll listen." Wang Yi threw the book to Li long. If he wrote it, he would be able to see it clearly.
"Oh, good." Li Long took the book, also know their level, some embarrassed swallow saliva.
"Now there are 20 pieces of spring leaf in the team. Feige and I have roughly calculated that we can produce more than 30 machetes, which are still simple ones.
The simple machetes mentioned by Li long are those that Wang Yi asked Zhang Fei to make when he was in the repair shop. They are machetes. In fact, they are to thin the spring steel, then cut it, and finally polish the blade. Although this is simple and fast, it was because of the emergency that Wang Yi could not find so many weapons.
The machete body is not strong. Last time I fought against the strong corpse, it was because the machete was too brittle that Wang Yi was almost hurt by the strong corpse.
Seeing that Wang Yi did not speak, Li Long went on.
"Now there are only 20 steel bars. They were refitted and used by the motorcade before, and they also shot many women in the motorcade.
"Is that all?" When Wang Yi saw that Li Long was no longer talking, he asked.
"That's all, brother Yi." Li Long replied.
"Some of them are not enough." Wang Yi muttered that there seems to be a lot of steel, and there is no shortage in the team for the time being. However, if there are several more zombies, some of these weapons will not be enough.
"In this way, the steel and forging equipment will be lifted out first."
Grinding, cutting, and generators were all installed on Wang Yi's truck. Other people in the team came to help. After a while, these things were concentrated on the basketball court.
Wang Yi took advantage of this time to write down several common weapons and forging methods in his previous life.
It's still the same, chopper, spear, but the method of making it is different from before.
Wang Yi first asked people to pick up the oil bucket damaged by the zombie group, make a simple stove, pour gasoline, and put the cut steel plate on it for quenching.
"Brother Yi, have you ever studied blacksmith?" Zhang Fei looked at Wang Yi, who was extremely skilled in his movements, with a look of surprise.
Wang Yi couldn't help but smile. For Wang Yi, the work of making weapons is his own skill.
In the middle of the last life, zombies have evolved to resist most of the hot weapons, rifles and grenades, which are lethal weapons for ordinary people. For zombies, they are just skin damage.
At that time, the rise of cold weapons, sharp blade, solid blade, combined with the physical strength of the evolution, can easily cut the zombie defense, and Wang Yi is also the body hunting group established at that time.
In the early days of the establishment of the corpse hunting regiment, because he could not collect materials and exchange weapons at the gathering place, Wang Yi had to build his own weapons and equip the corpse hunting regiment, which was lucky for Wang Yi. The corpse hunting regiment inadvertently rescued a technician from a famous knife farm. After joining the corpse hunting regiment, he was responsible for building weapons, and Wang Yi was interested in this aspect, When he was free, he would learn this knowledge from him until after a period of time, when the team went out for an operation, he was scratched by a zombie.
This is also one of Wang Yi's few regrets.
However, the sword he made for Wang Yi was kept by Wang Yi until he met the Zombie King.
"I don't know if I can meet him in this life." Wang Yi shook his head. He didn't think about it any more and continued to forge a machete.
Put the red plate on the anvil with tongs. Wang Yi, holding a hammer, knocked on the plate.
"Clang, clang
The crispy sound of steel collision reverberates in the prison and gradually attracts everyone.
"Brother Yi knows everything." Zhu Min and Li Mei, who had just got up, looked at Wang Yi, who kept beating the hammer from a distance.
"He, he has many secrets!" Li Mei snorted. Ever since she started talking to Wang Yi, Li Mei knew that Wang Yi was not simple.
He seemed to know that the end would come and had prepared so many materials in advance.
He also knows the weakness of zombies and that basic meat can improve the human body.
But Li Mei didn't mention it to others. She's not stupid.
With Wang Yi's falling hammer splashing, the steel plate changed little by little, from thick to thin.
The feedback from the hammer made Wang Yi know that this steel plate should be quenched again. He took out another red plate from the furnace and continued to forge it. This time, however, Wang Yi forged the steel plate in four directions, as if rolling dumpling skin.
"Brother Yi, who are you?" When Li Long saw Wang Yi beating like this, he couldn't help wondering.
"Baotou Steel!" Wang Yi gave a short answer and stopped talking.
Beating iron is a life of endurance. Even Wang Yi had more endurance by regulating his breathing and forming a circulation in his body.
"Baotou Steel?" Li Long murmured suspiciously, but looking at Wang Yi's hard work, Li Long didn't want to disturb him, so he had to watch carefully.
As the time approached noon, Wang Yi had been forging continuously for nearly a morning, and the impurities were scattered everywhere. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, I'm afraid Zhang Fei would never have thought that Wang Yi would have forged these two pieces of steel plates like this.
Between the two steel plates have shrunk to half the original size, Wang Yi is the two steel plates into a package, repeated hammering, fusion together.
Wang Yi wanted to build a machete for himself, at least, to be able to face a rigid corpse.
The hammer kept falling, sometimes light and sometimes heavy. Under the control of Wang Yi, he slowly forged the wrapped steel into shape.
The total length of the blade is about 1.5 meters. The length is moderate. It can be used for close combat and long-range attack. The blade is wide at the top and narrow at the bottom. Moreover, Wang Yi did not make a guard.
"Almost." Wang Yi set up the machete with pliers and carefully observed whether there was any defect in the blade.