Chapter 402

"Although it's not good to take the initiative to attack, this time we must push the defense line outward. Teacher Yu, where is Teacher Little Yu?"

Zhang Su looked at Zhao Dezhu and Yu Wen.

"Qingqing is helping with warehousing. Is there something you need her for?" Zhao Dezhu pointed toward the warehouse direction.

"That's right. Zhuzi, you have your wife come over, and also have Liu Tianji come over."

"Alright!"

Zhao Dezhu took out his walkie-talkie. Internal communication in Tianmayu—even if the person being called doesn't have a walkie-talkie, it doesn't matter; the people around will immediately notify them.

In less than three minutes, Yu Qing and Liu Tianji entered the restaurant one after another.

When everyone was present, Zhang Su got straight to the point: "The bomb expert, and Little Liu and Luezi, the two high-end players who play with electronic equipment, are all here. I now need you to make a batch of remote-controlled bombs. Without interference sources, I need to ensure remote detonation from at least one kilometer away. Can you do it?"

"No problem."

"The conditions are sufficient, Brother Su."

"Ye-yes, I can..."

Yu Qing and Wu Lue were mentally prepared, but only Liu Tianji was confused, not knowing what had happened that suddenly required making remote-controlled bombs, but he also nodded and agreed.

Seeing the three agree readily, Zhang Su nodded, then looked at Yu Qing and said: "I need a few special remote-controlled bombs. The bomb body itself doesn't need much power, but reserve a place where liquid can be added. Understand what I mean?"

Everyone's expression became solemn. What were ordinary remote-controlled bombs? That thing was the real weapon of mass destruction.

Liu Tianji couldn't help but twitch his face and asked: "Brother Su, what kind of attack are you planning? Can I know?"

"An attack is an act of aggression. I'm just doing it for defense. Don't overthink it. When the time comes, these bombs can cooperate with the sentry posts of the satellite village to extend the defensive depth by at least four or five kilometers. If an enemy comes to commit an offense, we can give the enemy a head-on blow from very far away from Tianmayu!"

Zhang Su looked toward the south and said slowly, then turned his gaze to the north and said: "Not only can it guard against humans, but this method can also be used to solve annoying zombie hordes!"

If possible, it's best to use cold weapons to deal with zombie hordes, but if there's really no time and you want efficiency, a blast like that is also very good.

"That..." Yu Qing raised her hand like the students she once taught and said: "Brother Su, you want to use the bomb to detonate that, right?"

Zhang Su naturally knew what "that" was, so he nodded.

"Then there's no need to reserve a position. Just drip it onto ordinary explosives. Surely... you wouldn't put too much, right?"

Yu Qing asked with a strange expression.

The power of the original venom liquid was still fresh in her memory. Was there a need for a special reserved filling device? Were they really planning to hand-craft nuclear weapons...

Zhang Su shook his head helplessly: "No, it might evaporate!"

"Ah... sorry, I didn't consider that situation." Yu Qing smiled awkwardly: "Then... Brother Su, there's no time to lose. I'll go find Sister Zhong Xiao to collect supplies and start work immediately. If you have any requirements, you can tell me at any time, or let my father and Zhuzi tell me."

Yu Qing put her hands in the pockets of her jeans. After completely adapting to life in the apocalypse, her personality became more and more dashing, and she began to act with vigor and speed. Her growth was very obvious.

"OK, Little Liu, Luezi, you go together. The faster the better. All of you be careful, don't blow it up in the camp!"

Zhang Su was not very reassured. Watching the few nod and leave, he added a reminder.

"Rest assured, Brother Su!"

The technical team of three left together, and Zhang Su continued to discuss the specific plan for camp fortification with Yu Wen and the others.

In the cold weather, the sun set very early. Unknowingly, night fell, and the kitchen of Tianmayu's Little Fortune lit up the stove, with wisps of cooking smoke drifting from the chimney.

Compared to the quiet and pleasant Tianmayu, the Taiyangcheng Pedestrian Street behind the Le-Gou Mall in downtown Qincheng seemed a bit tense.

Before the disaster broke out, the Taiyangcheng area was an old-fashioned pedestrian street in Qincheng, gathering many brand-name specialty stores and a street dedicated to snacks and dining. Four or five years ago, it was the first choice for many young people and people from surrounding districts and counties to go shopping in Qincheng. But with the rise of several other business districts, Taiyangcheng Pedestrian Street gradually declined. The vacancy rate of shops on the street was very high. It wasn't as exaggerated as saying nine out of ten shops were empty, but six or seven out of ten were!

When the disaster broke out, the shops on this street hadn't opened yet, and no one was shopping, so it was extremely deserted. Coupled with being sandwiched between buildings, it was relatively well-preserved.

Because it is close to the Le-Gou Mall, the pedestrian street has now become a functional facility for the Survivor Alliance. It is kept very tidy. It cannot be compared with before the disaster, but standing on the street, one cannot feel the atmosphere of the apocalypse at all. It is just like the scene during the Great Depression when all the shops were vacant!

Previously, Liao Youzhi intended to place the Alliance's entertainment industry on the pedestrian street, but before the plan could be implemented, a major cooling occurred. Considering the heating problem, it had to be shelved. Now, this area is mainly used as the Alliance's training ground, and the very important exchange is arranged in the only underground mall in Taiyangcheng.

"Welcome, brothers of Civilization Guardians. Good evening, President Li. The leader has been waiting for a long time, please."

A member of the Survivor Alliance's Leader's Personal Guard with an upright posture raised a hand to the man who got off the car and made a gesture of invitation.

In front of him was a row of five cars, from which twenty people got off one after another. Each car was packed to the brim, and everyone was fully armed. Their posture after getting off the car was also alert in all directions, without the slightest relaxation, except for one person.

"Ha, your Alliance is quite lively tonight."

Li Zongkai was wearing a long wool trench coat, with a sweater inside, a black scarf hanging on his chest, and an old-fashioned felt hat on his head. He didn't look like the helmsman of a force in the apocalypse at all, but more like a chairman of a chamber of commerce before the disaster broke out. Plus, he was indeed a president in the political circles before the disaster, so he now also considers himself a president.

If there was anything about him that looked like an apocalypse bigwig, it was probably only the submachine gun hanging on his waist.

Soon, five Civilization Guardian members gathered around Li Zongkai, forming an arching shape, protecting him tightly in the middle.

"That's the car of the Little Eagle Society over there, right?"

Li Zongkai didn't go to the place where the banquet was held immediately, but pointed to the four cars parked in the dim place not far away.

"That's right, Officer Liu of the Little Eagle Society has already arrived."

The Personal Guard member answered truthfully.

"Young man, besides the Little Eagle Society and us Civilization Guardians, is there anyone else tonight?"

Li Zongkai took a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one for himself, then stuffed the pack into the hand of the Personal Guard member and asked with a smile.

The Personal Guard member didn't stand on ceremony either, tucked the cigarettes into his pocket, and said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "The brothers from the Apocalypse Regiment will also come over."

"Well, it's been a while since I've seen Officer Liu and Regiment Commander Yang. Haha, tonight is truly a grand event in Qincheng. All the forces in the North City have arrived!"

Having said that, Li Zongkai brushed off his trench coat and walked toward the brightly lit restaurant.

The Survivor Alliance claimed on the radio that it occupied the north of Qincheng, but it was just that the headquarters happened to be in the due north direction of Qincheng's urban area. There were several survivor camps in the northeast and northwest directions. In terms of population, they were indeed not as numerous as the Survivor Alliance, but their strength could not be underestimated.

Li Zongkai pondered in his heart and walked toward a luxury restaurant not far away with a "Nine Tripod Manor" sign hanging on it.

Before the disaster broke out, Nine Tripod Manor was a high-end restaurant specializing in fish cuisine. The bluestone-style exterior wall looked very solemn, and the per-capita consumption started at three hundred. It generally received business banquets. Because there were many office buildings nearby, business was very booming even though it was opened in a place that didn't quite match the surrounding commercial environment.

Now that it has become the territory of the Survivor Alliance, Liao Youzhi likes to entertain the heads of other camps here, which is very impressive.

Some forces that come to Qincheng for trade also occasionally go to Nine Tripod Manor to consume. It is certainly not as good as before, but in the apocalypse, it is already considered quite decent dining.

After survival is guaranteed, the survivors in the urban area are more eager to return to their former state of life, and all aspects are chasing in the direction of the past.

"Mr. Li of Civilization Guardians has arrived!"

Before Li Zongkai could reach the door, the two people standing at the door of Nine Tripod Manor opened the thick double doors, and the etiquette was quite in place.

For these face-saving projects, Li Zongkai smiled and let it pass. He didn't relax in the slightest because of the other party's politeness; instead, he smiled and whispered to the people around him to pay more attention. And this action of his seemed to the other party as if he was praising them for being decent in their work.

Li Zongkai brought a total of five people to the banquet, while the remaining fourteen were scattered in various areas of Nine Tripod Manor for defense. The apocalypse is like wartime; multi-party communication is a necessary activity, but safety is also very important.

(End of chapter)