I Have a Mansion in the Post-Apocalyptic World

Chapter 438 Burning Corpse

The corpses under the wall had been piled up two or three meters high. Seeing that the timing was almost up, the survivors climbed onto the wall with fuel tanks in their arms and began to pour fuel under the wall. [Full text reading] A few cans of fuel went down, and the survivors threw torches under the wall.

These fuels are not gasoline, but an organic synthetic fuel similar to an alcohol mixture. It has to be mentioned here that most cars in the 22nd century use high-capacity batteries instead of fossil fuels. It is precisely because of this that there are no gas stations in the entire Wanghai City, and they are replaced by charging stations.

Controllable nuclear fusion makes the price of electricity extremely cheap in the 22nd century. A steady stream of electricity is produced from the nuclear fusion power station located on the moon, and then the electricity is transmitted from the moon to the relay satellite through wireless transmission, and then to the surface. . Fossil fuels have naturally been phased out of people's daily lives.

Thanks to this, within 10 minutes of the outbreak of the war, the world ushered in a large-scale power outage. The few nuclear power plants and geothermal wells located on the ground are only enough to maintain military production, and the nuclear fusion batteries stored in many civilian facilities have also been confiscated and sent to the front lines as fuel for power armor and tanks.

To make matters worse, during the nuclear winter in the years after the war, the survivors who could not find fuel at all almost collapsed. Lost electricity, induction cooker and electric hot pot completely become a pile of scrap iron. Fortunately, the World United Organization still played a role. Before the retreat, at least the survivors left behind the related technologies used by the sub-crystals, a large number of weapons that were not consumed in the war, and weapons production equipment that could still be used. Survivors who had to face mutant creatures and cold winter at the same time would not be unable to survive.

Although these weapons indirectly led to the birth of many marauder teams, they helped the survivors of the wasteland through the most difficult days. Even though most of the survivors are angry and disappointed by the United World Organization's planter ship program, there is no denying that they have done something good.

The flames shot up into the sky.

Thick smoke rising from four directions successively surrounded the fish bone base. The soldiers put on gas masks one after another, while the survivors covered their mouths and noses and fled down the wall.

The combustion smoke rate of the fuel itself is very small, but the zombies that are burned together are just the opposite. The thick smoke surrounding the base was comparable to chemical weapons, and it seriously affected the soldiers' vision on the fence.

At the same time, producing these fuels is not easy. In addition to the consumption of kamut resin as a raw material, it also consumes 1.3 times more electric energy than the heat of combustion. Just pouring more than 20 barrels of fuel, 15 tons of kamm resin and 50,000 subcrystals were used up.

War is burning money, Jiang Chen deeply understands this at this moment.

Because of the hindering effect of the smoke. The zombies won't be able to rush over for a while. In addition to retaining the instinct of creatures foraging, zombies also retain their fear of flames. Although not to escape,

But when faced with unbearable flames, zombies will not take the initiative to lean over.

After the drone confirmed that the zombie attack had stopped, the soldiers on the wall finally had a chance to breathe. Soldiers with sore shoulders sat on the ground against the wall. Volunteers made up of workers and women who did not participate in the fighting climbed up the wall and sent nutritional supplements, drinking water and towels to those who guarded them.

The fire will last for about two hours.

When the fire stops and the wind blows, the corpses on that floor will turn into ashes and disperse with the wind.

"The really difficult thing is at night. Zombies attack day and night." Looking outside the thick smoke, Wang Zhaowu frowned.

"Can the soldiers hold it?" Jiang Chen asked casually.

"It is divided into five shifts, and 400 people go to sleep every two hours. The production lines of machine guns and bullets cannot be stopped, and they have to carry them if they can't carry them. There is not much fuel in the base, so this is the only way to go."

The watchtower, which serves as a conning tower, has built-in air filters, though smoke billows from the glass. But the air in the room is pretty normal.

"Is it okay to use gasoline?" Jiang Chen asked suddenly.

"Gasoline?" Wang Zhaowu was stunned for a moment, then smiled wryly, "Yes, but where can I find that stuff? Before the war, Wanghai City was an economic center, not an industrial base. Even if there were factories that needed gasoline in Wanghai City, I'm afraid It has also been looted by survivors looking for fuel."

While fossil fuels have largely been phased out, gasoline for industrial use remains. After all, in addition to being able to burn, gasoline is also an excellent organic solvent and a raw material for the production of some rubber and plastic products.

Wang Zhaowu subconsciously thought that Jiang Chen had the idea of ​​industrial gasoline. After all, he didn't know the secret about Jiang Chen.

A smile curled up at the corner of his mouth. Jiang Chen touched his chin and said. "You don't have to worry about this, I will find a way to get some."

"It would be best if I could." Wang Zhaowu said helplessly.

At this moment, there was a weak knock on the door.

"Please come in."

The door opened, and a figure that surprised Jiang Chen appeared at the door.

I saw the little girl with a big gas mask on her face. Shyly walked into the command room. The white cotton skirt was covered with dirty soot, Jiang Chen noticed that she was tightly holding an exquisite lunch box in her arms.

"Yao Yao? Why are you here?" Jiang Chen walked over and asked unexpectedly.

"I, I'm worried that you're hungry." Said timidly, Yao Yao took off the gas mask. He smiled shyly at Jiang Chen, then took out the lunch box he was holding in his arms, "Hey hey, so I made the meal and brought it over."

Seeing this, Wang Zhaowu tactfully turned around to face the wall.

However, I muttered secretly in my heart: Fortunately, my daughter is only one year old. .

I don't know how Jiang Chen would feel if he heard his voice.

"Have you eaten yet?" Jiang Chen squatted down, pampering Yao Yao's head.

"Not yet." Yao Yao scratched her cheek embarrassingly, and whispered.

"Then let's go back and eat together." Jiang Chen smiled.

"But, is it okay here?" Yao Yao looked worriedly at the thick smoke outside.

"Marshal, don't worry, it's fine if I'm here." Wang Zhaowu turned around at the right time, and said at the right time.

The boy is not bad, he is on the road.

Jiang Chen nodded to him with a smile, then got up and took Yao Yao's little hand.

"Let's go, call Sun Jiao together."

"En!" Yao Yao nodded, holding that familiar big hand, with a happy smile on his face.

After putting on the gas mask with Yao Yao, Jiang Chen found Sun Jiao holding a sniper rifle at the corner of the stairs. Seeing her dark face, Jiang Chen held back from laughing, and handed the gas mask to her hand.

"It really choked me to death." Sun Jiao rolled her eyes exaggeratedly, grabbed the gas mask and put it on her face.

"I told you to stay at home, you have to run out." Jiang Chen couldn't help scolding her.

"Miss Ben is happy. And I killed 51 throwers today, don't you think I should be praised?" Sun Jiao brushed her dusty hair, puffed her chest and said.

"I'll take care of you when you lose a piece of r."

Jiang Chen glared at her "viciously", although no one could see anyone's expression clearly through the mask. (To be continued.) () "I Have a Suite in the End Times" only represents the opinion of the author Chenxing LL. If you find that its content violates national laws and conflicts, please delete it. The position is only committed to providing healthy and green Read the platform. 【】,thank you all!

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