Chapter 142: A Good Place

"Walkie-talkies? Quick, Brother Zhao, let me see. I know all about this stuff."

Wu Lue trotted over to Zhao Dezhu, looking eager.

Zhao Dezhu handed a walkie-talkie to Wu Lue, half-believing, and tilted his eyebrows. "The big brother said you only know how to watch adult films. You actually understand this?"

Wu Lue's face turned red instantly. He shot a strange look at Zhang Su, as if to say, *Why do you go around broadcasting such elegant hobbies? *

He hurriedly took the walkie-talkie to inspect it, then said seriously, "This Rice-brand walkie-talkie isn't anything rare. It only has 5W of transmission power and a range of only five kilometers. It's very average. The only advantage is its battery life; it can stay on standby for ten days or half a month on a full charge, and even with constant use, it can last over ten hours!"

Zhao Dezhu looked at Wu Lue in surprise, not expecting him to actually know his stuff.

Zhang Su smiled. "He just likes tinkering with these electronic products! A five-kilometer range is more than enough!"

"Brother Su, don't believe that it can really guarantee a five-kilometer call range. That's just manufacturer marketing. In reality, it's only three kilometers! The specs are heavily inflated!"

Wu Lue said with a hint of disdain.

"For our current situation, even one kilometer is more than enough. The main thing is to ensure stability!"

Zhang Su held the walkie-talkie in his hand, weighing it like a treasure. With this thing, communication between the camp and the sentry posts would be very convenient!

"The range is inflated, but for stability, Brother Su, you can rest assured. Experts have tested it; this model's anti-interference capability is excellent among products of its class. Unless someone uses a signal jammer, ordinary buildings won't affect it!"

"Alright then, big brother, hand these two walkie-talkies over to the team for distribution. Also, heh heh, I heard Brother Chen had a stroke of good fortune and got a handgun, so I..."

Zhao Dezhu stared greedily at Zhang Su's waist.

"Don't look at me like some old pervert!"

Zhang Su covered his waistband and turned around. "The USP is compensation for Little Chen. I'm taking one, and the other goes to whoever is on sentry duty!"

Upon hearing this news, Zhao Dezhu smacked his lips in frustration, looking dejected. "Let's find a way to get more guns. Three guns aren't enough for us."

If there were enough ammunition, guns would be incredibly efficient for both deterring humans and killing zombies.

"That's what I'm worried about too. According to the SWAT officer I met earlier, their brigade's armory was basically emptied. The police stations definitely haven't been spared either. But since the disaster broke out, I haven't heard any news about the military. I think the garrison's armory is worth checking out, but I don't know where the garrison is..."

Zhang Su spread his hands. Unless someone specifically paid attention to such information, an ordinary person would never know, and it wasn't even marked on map software.

"Oh, I never even thought about that! If you had said so earlier, I would have known where the garrison is!"

Zhao Dezhu slapped his thigh excitedly. "The supermarket I worked at used to deliver supplies to the military. I went along to unload cargo. There's a large compound at the far east end of Wenhua Road, and a regiment is stationed there!"

The deeply ingrained laws and regulations from before the apocalypse made Zhao Dezhu never even consider going to a military camp to look for guns.

"A regiment!? That must be a huge place!"

Zhang Su's eyes narrowed.

"I don't know exactly how big it is. It's at Zero Wenhua Road, practically in the suburbs. It looked like a huge area from the outside. I left as soon as I finished working; I didn't dare look around much because someone was watching us the whole time!"

Zhao Dezhu spread his hands.

"I remember a standard regiment has anywhere from one thousand to twenty-five hundred people. If we calculate based on at least one thousand, that's at least one thousand automatic rifles?!" Zhang Su counted on his fingers, his face showing delight.

"That's not how you calculate it, big brother. The organization within a regiment is very complex. There are mechanized infantry, motorized infantry, light infantry, reconnaissance, and a whole bunch of others, plus the kitchen staff. They might be fully armed during wartime, but they aren't all equipped with guns during normal times. How could one thousand people mean one thousand guns, let alone one thousand automatic rifles? You're dreaming..."

Zhao Dezhu knew a little bit about military matters and spoke with authority.

"Ahem."

Zhang Su coughed slightly, feeling a bit embarrassed. "Even if there aren't a thousand, there must be five hundred. Even if there are only fifty left, that would still be fine!"

"There are definitely some. There should be other reserve supplies and equipment too. So, big brother, do you want to go to the Wenhua Road regiment?" Zhao Dezhu asked, his face full of excitement.

Zhang Su smiled and shook his head. "You think it's like before, where you can just go whenever you want? No, wait, it wasn't like that before either..."

"We can't even figure out the situation in the city center right now, let alone the military. Can you imagine the scene in that kind of dense environment when the disaster broke out?"

The smile on Zhao Dezhu's face froze, and he shook his head silently.

"Let's rest for a few days and wait for everyone to recover before we take action!"

Zhang Su patted Zhao Dezhu on the shoulder. He longed for the team to be armed with guns, but they absolutely could not act rashly. In their current state, let alone going to a military camp to find weapons, if they encountered another zombie horde like the one at dawn, they would be running for their lives.

The group waited for Zhong Xiaoshan, Liu Tianji, and Wang Xin to finish their work before eating together. After a day of turmoil, they were finally able to sit down and have a peaceful meal again.

The RV had solar panels, as well as induction cookers, microwaves, and other cooking tools, so heating food was not a difficult task for the team.

Everyone sat around on the cleaned floor of the factory, eating hot noodles, feeling an indescribable sense of happiness. Of course, even in the most relaxed moments, they still had to keep watch; that was something they could never slack off on.

After eating, everyone got busy again.

If they wanted to settle down temporarily at the Nonghua Glass Factory, even if only for two or three days, some basic protective measures were essential.

Zhang Su led several strong laborers to set up many traps and early warning devices. The entire courtyard was quite large, so even if the sentries were careful, there could still be oversights.

Since the factory was right next to the highway, anyone passing by could see what was inside. Even if they hid the RV, they couldn't guarantee that passing survivors wouldn't come into the factory to investigate.

Zhang Su led the men to block the main entrance with wire mesh and tree branches. Wandering zombies couldn't break through, and it wouldn't be easy for humans to dismantle it violently. If someone tried to drive in, the other traps would make them remember it for the rest of their lives—unless it was a tracked tank, which would be a different story.

Taking advantage of the ample time in the afternoon, Zhang Su also authorized a very grand activity: taking a shower!

After studying that the shower head's water output was five liters per minute, Zhang Su stipulated that each person's shower time was five minutes, meaning each person had to control their usage to within thirty liters of water.

For people who had lived in the apocalypse for over twenty days, taking a shower had become a near-impossible luxury. Only after the tap water stopped did people realize how difficult it was to take a shower.

Coupled with various unstable factors, no one had taken a shower since the disaster broke out, except for being caught in the rain.

Both RVs were equipped with hot water devices, utilizing two energy systems—solar panels and fuel—which could meet everyone's showering needs.

Zhang Su had previously intended to use showering as a special reward for companions who made outstanding contributions, because obtaining water was truly difficult. But after experiencing loss after loss, he changed his thinking.

The water stored in the RV might be lost in the next accident, but letting everyone take a shower, even if limited to a short time with a small amount of water, could boost the team's morale and sense of belonging by several levels!

Not only that, it could also restore various "values": SAN value, happiness value, comfort value, loyalty value...

Facts proved this to be true.

When everyone had finished showering and changed into spare clothes, the team's entire spirit was completely different. The previous gray, decadent atmosphere was swept away, replaced by a full state of vitality.

The fatigue in their muscles couldn't be completely eliminated, but the gray haze in their spirits was gone!

It cost less than a ton of water to add several buffs to the entire team, which was quite cost-effective.

Only Chen Hanzhou couldn't shower due to his wound. He sat on the RV, feeling very helpless, watching his dirty companions walk into the bathroom and walk out clean a few minutes later...

The RV was equipped with a basic water filtration system. The shower water was collected into another storage tank. It didn't meet drinking standards, but it could be used to water flowers or flush the toilet. In the apocalypse, it was also fine for washing clothes!

Zhong Xiaoshan, Zhao Xue, Tan Huajun, Yu Qing, and Zhang Ya were very active in washing clothes for everyone. It wasn't perfectly clean, but it was ten thousand times better than being covered in blood plasma.

After everything was finished, it was already late. The sun was setting, and several rows of clothes hung on steel wires in the courtyard, swaying slightly, revealing a rare moment of tranquility.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 143 =====