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Chapter 274

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    On the second day, the team was still divided into two groups, one stayed behind and built weapons, and the other went out to hunt zombies and collect resources. However, the team that went out was adjusted and became led by Yang Bing, Zhang Fei, and Li Weiping.  , with their respective team members.

    After the outgoing team left, Li Hu and the others consciously gathered in the square to forge weapons, while Wang Yi finally got some free time and had a little time for himself, wandering around the prison.

    I have been in this prison for nearly half a month, and this is the first time Wang Yi has time to look at this prison.

    This prison doesn't look big, but if you really go shopping, you won't be able to finish it in less than an hour.

    "I've only heard of people going shopping. I think I'm the only one who goes shopping in prisons." Wang Yi laughed at himself. This visit to a prison is probably unprecedented, and there probably won't be any visitors in the future.

    The prison has a total of two buildings, a cafeteria, one of which is the place where the team lives now, the original dormitory for the staff in the prison, and the office.  The place, the complete prison cell, since Triangle Eyes and the others died, no one went to look at it.

    Wang Yi slowly walked into the deserted low building, and based on his memory, he walked to the room where the six people with Triangle Eye were killed that night.

    "Squeak!

    Wang Yi pushed the door open, and immediately there was a foul smell in the room.

    "Ahem, this kid with triangular eyes isn't authentic enough, and he doesn't even say he'll collect a corpse for you." Wang Yi frowned, looking at the six corpses lying in the bunk, some of them were rotting quickly, and had already revealed their deep skin.  Deep white bones and green-yellow corpse water are dripping down the broken head of the corpse, forming a large water mark on the ground.

    Wang Yi closed the door and walked to the second floor without looking back. He did not regret killing these people. If possible, Wang Yi even wanted to kill Triangle Eye directly.  Eye-catching zombies besieged, and the team lost five brothers.

    The second and third floors are all prison cells, and there are rows of solid steel fences every few meters in the aisle.

    "These things can be used." Wang Yi looked at the fence in front of him with great interest.

    Stretching out his hand to hold one of them, he pulled it hard, and this seemingly solid fence was directly taken down by Wang Yi.

    "Solid?" Wang Yi weighed the steel bar in his hand.

    "There is a lack of weapons in the team, so these steel bars can just be used." Wang Yi looked around and saw that the entire corridor was covered with these iron bars, each of which was composed of twenty steel bars.  There are more than 200 steel bars on this floor, and Wang Yi on the third floor has not yet gone up to check.

    "Weapon!" Wang Yi's eyes suddenly shone with the same light. If these steel bars are used well, they may be no less harmful to zombies than machetes.

    For a whole half a day, the entire guarding team was mobilized. According to Wang Yi's order, all the fences in the prison that finally prevented the prisoners from escaping were removed, cut into steel bars one person high, and piled up on the square.  , There are four to five hundred roots.

    "Huhu~Yi, Brother Yi, what do you want these things for?" Li Hu put down the last bundle of steel bars on his shoulders.  Some couldn't bear the strength, and sat on the pile of steel bars and panted for a while.

    "Make weapons." Wang Yi raised his eyebrows, and casually threw a cigarette to Li Hu.  "You don't need to forge the machete for a while, but use the cutter and grinder to sharpen all the steel bars here."

    "Ah!" Li Hu wailed suddenly.

    "All, how long will this take!"

    Looking at the pile of steel bars that was almost piled up into a hill, Li Hu almost cried.

    "If you are told to do it, do it." Wang Yi snorted and picked up a steel bar.

    "No, in this way, just cut one side obliquely and polish it a little bit."

    Wang Yi turned his palm into a knife and made a gesture at one end of the steel bar.

    Because there is only one cutting machine in the team, the speed of grinding the steel bars is not too fast, but no matter how slow it is, it is just a few simple cuts. In half a day, the pile of steel bars has been cut almost less.

    Li Hu operated the cutting machine, while Zhang Cong, Shen He and others polished the steel bars that Li Hu had cut. The steel bars were processed one by one, and a slanted sharp edge was formed at one end, which was so sharp that it could no longer be described as steel bars.  Yes, this is a real pistol.

    Throughout the afternoon, the sound of "woo-woo" grinding echoed in the prison, and the iron slag from the steel bars had already crushed Li Hu.Cover the feet of the guns, and when the last one is cut, there are four or five hundred freshly baked spears, piled aside neatly.

    "Brother Yi, it's all done according to your requirements." Li Hu hammered his waist. After all, he worked continuously for several hours, no matter how strong a person is, he can't stand such a toss.

    "Okay, thank you for your hard work." Wang Yi patted Li Hu on the shoulder, bent down to pick up a pistol, and looked it over carefully.

    This spear was made extremely rough, except for the sharp blade, the body of the gun was even a little handy, but it did not delay Wang Yi's repeated touching, just like stroking a woman's body.

    "Brother Yi, you don't want to use this toy to fight zombies, do you?" Li Hu took off the gauze-like coat that was burned by the sparks, and saw Wang Yi keep stroking the so-called pistol.  Can't help but ask in doubt.

    "This game should be a little longer, where is the machete that is easy to use."

    "Really?" Wang Yi grinned and said.

    "How about we go out and try?"

    "Okay!" Li Hu clapped his hands. He had long wanted to know how powerful the thing Wang Yi asked to make was.

    "Shen He, Zhang Cong, Liu Yang, you too, let's go out and try the power of this spear."

    Wang Yi called a few people and walked out of the prison with a dozen guns.

    Outside the prison was an empty wasteland. After several people came out, Wang Yi asked Li Hu to take a few dilapidated iron oil drums that fell off the wall when he was besieged by zombies before, and walked towards the distance.

    "Brother Yi, it's almost there!"

    Li Hu walked out for nearly a hundred meters away, and shouted at Wang Yi and the others who were still standing under the wall.

    "Far away!" Wang Yi gestured with a pistol, and found that the distance was still too close.

    "Uh alright."

    Li Hu rubbed his head. Although he knew what Wang Yi meant, the spear weighed nearly five or six catties, and it was considered powerful for ordinary people to throw it tens of meters.

    Li Hu also heard it when chatting with Yang Ze and other special police officers before. The distance of throwing grenades in the general army is mostly 40 to 50 meters away, and the weight of the grenade is there, which is worse than this gun.  Quite a lot.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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