Chapter 1131 Industrial Restart, Crazy Production Capacity!
Due to the influence of special forces, there is basically no time difference in the wasteland.
When the morning sun rises slowly over the sea, the entire new continent has light and heat at almost the same time.
Longteng Village.
As the night shift whistle sounded, the workers who had been busy all night began to walk out of the major factories.
Among them, the Madman Weapons Factory had the largest flow of people, almost a thousand people.
Although most people rubbed their shoulders and their faces were full of fatigue, the smile that could not be concealed showed their mood at the moment.
Busy and happy!
This is much better than staying in the house to rest during the disaster.
Last night, they not only fully witnessed the assembly process of modern weapons, but also touched a brand new real gun.
They also saw the current industrial strength of the territory, which can almost be called a fully automated production line.
Of course, the most important thing is.
Salary!
After a month, I can finally earn the fragrant Tianyuan copper coins and iron coins with work!
In recent times, with the shrinking production capacity of major factories, except for a very small number of handmade enthusiasts, players are still working.
Others are basically semi-unemployed, and can only occasionally get a temporary job to make up for their expenses.
As one thing grows, the other shrinks. Not only is the development of the territory restricted, but the wallets of the residents are also shrinking at a visible speed, and the economy of the entire Western Suburbs Alliance has been seriously affected.
Most people are waiting for the day when the disaster ends!
"Hey, you know, I was assigned to the production line for assembling rifles last night. This is the first time in my life that I have touched a real gun with my own hands!"
"How does it feel? Do you feel invincible when you hold it?"
"You are so immature. How can a gun without bullets feel? It's not as good as the hoe I use for work."
"Fuck, I also want to assemble a gun. I was exhausted last night on the bullet production line. I checked at least 2,000 rounds by myself!"
"Is the output so high? I remember that there was a shortage of bullets before?"
"What's the shortage of hammers? You don't know how fast the automatic tool machine can start. As long as the raw materials are ready, it can make at least 5,000 to 10,000 rounds in an hour. We only need to check it."
"Don't talk about bullets. You don't know how simple the gun is to make. I didn't even see it clearly and it was made. A machine can make at least five guns in a minute."
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On the way to the cafeteria for dinner, there were discussions everywhere.
Among the many factories in the territory, the Madman Weapons Factory has definitely received the most expansion funds this time.
Almost twice as much as the second-place Star War Chariot Factory.
Not only because of the need to support the Giant Tree Root Sea, but also because of the upcoming battle of the research institute in the strategic plan.
The faster the production capacity is restored, the earlier the war will be launched.
If the equipment in the research institute can be obtained as soon as possible, it will definitely play a qualitative role in the development of the territory.
At this time, in front of the warehouse of the Madman Weapons Factory.
Ten Baili Lanterns equipped for transporting supplies have just stopped, and Feng Long, who is responsible for escorting the supplies, rushed down impatiently and strode into the warehouse.
Hiss.
What caught my eye were half-human-high black boxes, roughly no less than a hundred boxes.
The types were marked on them.
Feng Long opened the box marked with "Gentleman 01" beside him, and there were indeed a bunch of brand-new rifles that had just come out of the oven.
Touching it, you can even feel a trace of residual temperature.
"Although we have prepared the raw materials in advance, one night is still a bit rushed. At present, the ammunition produced by the Madman Weapons Factory is basically all here."
"A total of 150,000 rifle bullets, 100,000 pistol bullets, 80,000 machine gun bullets, 1,000 grenades, 500 packs of containerized explosives, and 300 shoulder-fired rocket launcher bullets." The factory director, 'The Madman of the End of the World', came up with a list of materials in his hand.
"Okay."
After taking the list, Feng Long couldn't help shaking his head and smacking his lips after just one glance. He could only use four words to describe the greatness of the industrial age:
It's so terrifying!
Once upon a time, the Tianyuan Army soldiers in the territory didn't even have bullets for target shooting. They could only hold a bare rifle every day and practice like a fire stick.
But now, after only one night, the bullets produced are enough to fill 5,000 magazines and start a war of 10,000 people.
If this industrial strength was put in the early days of the wasteland, let alone the five royal families, even a dog passing by would be slapped twice.
"Of course, the production capacity of the weapons factory is still climbing, and the workers are not so skilled yet. By tonight, the output should be able to increase by about one third."
"Well, if we can have three or four days to make this system run smoothly, it is not impossible to double the output."
After the machine tool is set up, it needs to go through a lot of debugging before it can reach the best working state.
And before entering the intelligent era, the role of manpower cannot be ignored and occupies an important link.
"Enough, enough, these weapons are completely enough to fight a local war."
Hearing the regretful tone of the doomsday madman, Feng Long quickly expressed that he was very satisfied.
If this speed is too slow, who knows how they got through a few months ago.
What's more, the territory is not living on weapons trafficking now, and the main source of income is still small industrial products.
From last night till now, 95% of the production capacity of the Lianmeng Steel Plant has been used to supply the weapons factory.
Other factories are waiting for the "rice" to come out.
If the weapons production capacity is expanded blindly, it will squeeze other industries.
"Ahem, where is the weapons list?"
"Here, the number of weapons is a bit small, and we have stepped up production.
The Doomsday Madman frowned and handed over another list.
Looking at his solemn expression, Feng Long's heart couldn't help but tremble.
There is an upper limit on the number of people that can be released in the delivery room at one time. Even if the Arhats are stacked, it cannot exceed one hundred people.
But there is no such limit for supplies. As long as they can be stacked, they can be released.
So in order not to waste precious delivery opportunities, the military camp even asked the research institute to produce a stacking map.
Arranging according to the stacking map can maximize the use of the delivery room space and deliver more equipment.
Could it be that the weapons produced last night could not even fill the delivery room?
Taking the list, Feng Long read it from top to bottom while reading it in a low voice.
"A total of 1,500 Gentleman 01 rifles? ? ? Also comes with a basic maintenance kit? ? "
"A total of 2,000 Bee 01 pistols, 300 red dot sights, and 300 holographic sights? ? Damn, when can you produce sights?"
"A total of 100 Gentleman 02 heavy machine guns, with automatic loading devices? ? !"
"A total of 50 Gentleman 03 sniper rifles, with high-powered scopes, up to 20 times? ? ”
“Fifty Viper Shoulder-Fired Missile Launchers”
“Five Hundred Induction Trigger Mines”
“Two Thousand Third Generation Powerful Daggers”
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From the initial shock, to the excitement in the middle, to the numbness at the end.
After reading the list, Feng Long was dumbfounded.
Is this the work that the Madman Weapon Factory can finish in one night?
No, even if the production capacity has tripled, it shouldn’t be so much faster than before, right?
“Well, although we can’t produce during the Metal Sigh disaster, it doesn’t mean that we can’t produce raw materials.”
The Doomsday Madman coughed lightly.
“The meaningless raw materials will not be affected. After the disaster, we just need to pack everything up.”
“Damn, you kid are kidding me, right? ”
He pretended to hit someone, but when he saw the doomsday madman laughing and dodging, Feng Long realized that he had been fooled.
But it was exactly as he said. Although the Metal Sigh disaster had a great impact, the scope of restriction was only metal.
The territory is now not short of electricity and basic resources. After receiving the order, of course, materials can be prepared in advance.
Including the parts of the machine tools, they can be produced one by one by hand, and assembled and used directly after the disaster is over.
Although it is a bit troublesome, preparing weapons is the top priority now.
Even if they make less money or even no money, factories upstream and downstream of the industrial chain are willing to contribute their strength.
"Okay, okay, hurry up and load the truck, these weapons will be shipped today."
"The lord is in a hurry." Feng Long glared with dissatisfaction and wrote his name on the receipt.
If you trade with outsiders, you have to pay the money and deliver the goods at the same time.
But it is much more convenient in the territory. You can get the reward for the order by taking the receipt to the logistics department.
"Okay. "
Folding the list and putting it in his pocket, the Doomsday Madman turned back to the factory.
Soon, the workers who had been prepared for a long time came out and began to load boxes of weapons and ammunition.
Before ten o'clock in the morning, the weapons supporting the Giant Tree Root Sea had been loaded and drove towards the underground city.
[Dear Giant Tree Root Sea Security Captain 'Bao Lei', when you see this letter, you should have seen the reinforcements sent to you by the territory. Please don't be surprised. They came from a different way than you. It will be difficult to explain in the letter for a while. You will know when the time is right.]
[Of course, I know that these one hundred people cannot bring about earth-shaking changes, and the situation there must be more complicated than we imagined. But please believe me, if you make good use of these veterans with rich combat experience, they will definitely bring more surprises than one thousand or two thousand ordinary soldiers. Please arrange them properly.]
[Not only that, the support of the territory will not end here. After our careful research, we have now decided to send the giant Treat the Tree Root Sea Area as a sub-base. Next, the territory will gradually build a fleet to transport more supplies and manpower to your side. Well, if everything goes well, maybe the factory can develop a direct transport plane in a while, so that it can provide more help! 】
[Let's get back to the point. In addition to support, I need you to perform more tasks.
First, the territory is in urgent need of a group of scientific research talents to promote technological development. The Giant Tree Root Sea Area is close to the deep sea. You can contact these people at the first time. You must not miss this rare opportunity. I will add a talent screening list, as well as test questions and answers from all walks of life in the attachment. You only need to hold exams regularly to screen out talents who meet the conditions.
Second, collect cards or other game props from individual players as much as possible.
Third,】
[Lord of Tianyuan Territory, Su Mo]
Blowing the last trace of ink that was not completely dry on the letter paper dry, Su Mo shook it and put it in the envelope.
With the outbreak of wars in major seas and more and more players entering the new continent.
Now there are a lot of survivors communicating on the world channel even in the middle of the night, and it is difficult to communicate over long distances in the previous way.
So the territory and the giant tree root sea area can only be forced to lose contact for a while.
Fortunately, the support is almost ready and can be set off today or tomorrow at the latest.
At this time, the door of the office was knocked.
"Lord, Captain Feng has transported the support materials to the B6 floor. Do you want to go down and take a look?"
"Oh? So fast?"
Su Mo raised his eyebrows, with a hint of surprise on his face.
Speak of the devil, the devil will appear. It seems that since the implementation of industrialization, the productivity of the territory has indeed increased too much.
It didn't even take half a day, and the weapons factory had already produced enough materials.
He stood up and opened the door, and handed the envelope to the guard to pack it with the accessories.
Su Mo came to the elevator and pressed the B6 floor reservation button.
Almost all the residents went to work in Longteng Village, and there were not many people staying in the underground city in the morning.
The elevator door opened and closed quickly, and began to fall smoothly.
Just as we arrived at the B6 floor, a lively noise came from the gap of the elevator door.
I have to say, it was quite lively.
Hundreds of veterans had been selected and assembled, and were standing in the square curiously studying a large number of equipment.
As veterans who had been on the battlefield for more than ten years, they were also the elites selected this time.
They believed that they had seen too many weapons and basically would not be new to these things.
But since coming to this strange Tianyuan territory, the world seemed to have been refreshed.
Even an ordinary rifle, when held in hand at this time, actually had an unprecedented feeling.
In the center of the square.
Feng Long was standing in the crowd with an excited look on his face, holding a weapon in his hand and introducing its unique characteristics.
But when he saw Su Mo coming over, he quickly took a few steps and got out of the crowd.
"Lord, we have invested the right money this time. The doomsday madman has something. His weapons factory looks shabby, but he gave us such a big surprise in one night!"
"Would you like to guess how many weapons and ammunition are here?"
As he spoke, Feng Long put away the malicious smile on his face and pretended to be serious.
But little did he know that this scene became a "flaw."
"Let me guess?"
As if he had expected that Su Mo could not judge by the number of boxes, Feng Long deliberately opened the nearest box, revealing the neatly arranged bullet boxes inside.
Opening the paper cover on top, there were orange-yellow rifle bullets with a circle of inexplicably bright patterns and steel stamps.
"The quality is really good."
Su Mo took out one with interest and observed it in front of his eyes, and called the system for identification without making a sound.
A special scanning light wave that ordinary people could not detect extended outward from Su Mo's chest, and returned to the original path after about three breaths.
"Wow, in less than half a day, the weapons factory actually produced 350,000 rounds of bullets?"
All in all, it has only been ten hours since the disaster ended last night.
Even in a modern fully intelligent factory workshop, the production efficiency is at most 30,000 to 50,000 rounds per hour.
Ignoring the jaw-dropping expression next to Feng Long, Su Mo quickly scanned the number of weapons.
"2,000 pistols, 1,500 rifles, 100 heavy machine guns, 50 sniper rifles"
"What the hell?!"