Chapter 163

After a look, Lu Chuan put down this album.

In this last world, you can't force too much. Under the premise of lack of resources, Lu Chuan likes everything seen in this album.

If you put it in the modern world, Lu Chuan can't see the things in this album. The reason is still because the weapons they made here are what they want to know. They are all handmade and limited by materials, so the quality is not so good.

In the modern world, as long as you have money, you can have whatever you want.

Planes, tanks

These are not out of the question. As long as the money is in place, arms dealers will even deliver them to their homes.

In front of the real heavy weapons, these weapons in the album are not worth mentioning.

The weapons in the photo album are also rough works, which are limited by materials and equipment. Hand made, but not heart, more than nothing.

From this album, Lu Chuan put the album on the table with a smile.

Malushan's eyes narrowed and said with a smile, "boss, how about it? Don't you miss it?"

"These are too common." Lu Chuan put a hand on the table, gently tapped with his fingers, and said, "your sincerity can't move me."

Malu mountain is confused. Are these too common?

"I don't quite understand." Malus shook his head.

Staring at Mount Malou, Lu Chuan said, "your payment is nothing more than gold and grain, even some rare metals. I can provide them all, but what I need is sniper guns, rocket launchers and even a lot of explosives

It's OK to say that explosives are sold here, but the quantity is not large.

It's not that the rocket launcher can't be made, it just can't solve the problem of rocket.

But a sniper gun?

This Malus mountain is crazy. Is the sniper gun so easy to make? Even if it can, is there any material? Like JS national sniper, where can I get the aviation hydraulic oil? Not to mention the material requirements of some parts.

This is the only sniper gun that can be used in China. It is even more unlikely that some top-level sniper guns like Bartley can be manufactured abroad.

Malushan's face was bitter, and he said, "boss, you really don't have one in this album to look up to? Our price is definitely lower than that of weapon stores, and the performance is not worse than theirs. "

"What about explosives? How many of you have? "

Lu Chuan has changed the topic. Sniper guns are not made on the basis of manufacturing. There are many things involved.

What's more, if you want to get in touch with them, you have not established a relationship with them, and people won't let themselves know too much. So Lu Chuan started with explosives.

Dynamite, how come it's an idea of your own, isn't it?

"Limited by the raw materials, we only have about 200 kg." Malus replied.

More than 200 Jin, not much.

"I need to make this explosive bag every five kilograms and put the controller on it." Lu Chuan put forward his own requirements.

In fact, this one is not difficult, but Lu Chuan does not have the talent in this field at present, so he can only give it to them.

Ma Lushan thought for a while, after calculating his own resources, he said, "yes."

This kind of control explosion, the technical means is too simple, but he can't do too far. It's not a technical problem, it's the material in hand that doesn't allow them to achieve this goal.

"How far is the control distance?"

Lu Chuan needs to ask this question clearly. Don't rush the zombie at that time. Then he finds that there is no way to detonate because of the distance.

"One kilometer is not a problem. It depends on the environment. You should know that limited by the electronic components, you are batch production, we can do about this

One kilometer. It's a little closer to other people.

But in Lu Chuan's eyes, it is not close. With zombie suit, you can get close to the command zombie, and a kilometer distance is extremely safe.

"OK, how long will it take you to finish it?" Lu Chuan asked.

Malu mountain road: "three days."

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As soon as Lu Chuan left, Malu mountain also left here.

After a series of twists and turns, Malu mountain came to an old residential area. There were many people who were yellow and thin. They lived like corpses. In their eyes, you could not see a glimmer of hope.

They are all adults, but they lose their vitality and vigor.

Old people and children are almost extinct here.

The cruel end of the world, has long since eliminated these weakest groups in large numbers.

When he got here, Malou mountain was obviously relieved. In this big old residential area, he soon entered a courtyard.

In fact, this old residential area is transformed from the village in the city, and the transformation is not thorough enough.You can imagine how messy and complicated it is.

Into the small courtyard of Malu mountain, in the courtyard of a few people nodded, is into a room. There was nothing special about this room, but in one wall, after the entrance of Mount Malou, it moved and opened, and a passage came down.

Faintly, some metal hammering could be heard.

Down the aisle, soon a large room appears in front of you.

This is not a large area, but there is a passage connection, but there are several basements, forming a workshop.

In one of the basements, Malus saw a bearded man, about fifty years old. Years did not leave a lot of marks on him. He was still full of muscles at the age of fifty.

Each other's eyes flash, sending out a breath of taking people.

When he saw mount Malou, he just raised his head, but lowered his head to continue to build a round pipe in his hand. This round tube, needless to say, is the barrel of a gun.

His arm is very strong, and every time he strikes, he is just right. There is not much or no less force.

This kind of control is not something that ordinary people can do.

Ma Lushan knows that his boss is not simple and has three levels of alienation.

Only the dissimilator will have this kind of control and create the impossible guns. All the core parts of a gun are made by their own boss.

These weapons could not have been made without our own boss.

What is pure handmade? Many weapons here are.

When it comes to his boss Fang Wen, he naturally admires him.

Born in a gun family, I have a special love for firearms since childhood. Influenced by his father, he joined the ordnance unit after graduation from university and studied firearms all the time.

He has been an expert in firearms for more than 20 years.

Not only guns, but also some other heavy weapons, he has always had a high prestige in design. To be able to become a civilian major general at the age of 45, we can imagine his ability in this respect.

In the end, who knows who?

Fang Wen's military family has always been engaged in confidential work, and no one in Zhongzhou city really knows.

It's not easy to go home. Who would have thought of encountering the outbreak of the end of the world and fortunately becoming a survivor, has been stranded here.

Fang Wen, unwilling to be a slave, set up a workshop of his own through a series of recruitment without anyone knowing what ability he had.

Life is naturally hard, such as this kind of play underground sales of weapons has become natural.

"Boss, we've got a full range of explosives, but he made some small requests, that is, to install a controller." Said Malou Shan.

Fang Wen, who had been hammering at the barrel of the gun, did not stop.

Until the whole barrel to deal with, Fang Wen is raised his head, said: "the other side reliable?"

"I've been following them for a while, no problem. They're not from the people above," he said. He is also a dissimilator. Before that, he brought a hunting team. It seemed that the whole army was destroyed. Only he came back

Fang Wen nodded, and before contacting with him, he had to investigate, otherwise malushan could not have contacted each other so directly.

"Dynamite, you can let others change it. The other side didn't ask for weapons? " Fang Wen is curious.

"The other side said our weapons were too rough," he said

Fang Wen frowned, but sighed.

When he was still working in the office, Lu Chuan dared to say that, and he would certainly turn his face. But now it's different. These weapons made by ourselves are really rough.

Limited by materials and equipment, pure manual, can only rely on their own personal experience, the output is pitifully small.

"Well, these explosives are enough for us to get a lot of food and eat for a while." Fang Wen didn't tangle with each other any more. Now they are just in touch with each other. The good things in their hands are not so easy to take out.

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