In order to avoid trouble, after discussing with Wrench for some time, Luca finally decided to separate the two groups of people.
30borers recruited from the refugee camp were assigned to the construction site of the cement factory, under the supervision of Sword Execution and 4 foreman selected from the brick factory.
The foremen wore VMs and could trante the yer’snguage into easy-to-understand phic symbols.
After working in the brick factory for so long, they have long been familiar with how to work with those blue coats. As long as there were trantion tools,munication would not be a big problem.
Sword Execution was responsible for supervising the construction, and the foremen were responsible for leading people to work, with a clear division ofbor and each performing their own duties.
The 20 or so prisoners of war, escorted by two guards, walked along the out-of-city elevated road to clear obstacles on the way from Longevity Town to Linghu Wend Park.
If it was some gravel, they could toss them to the side of the road with a shovel. If it was an abandoned vehicle, they could use tools to disassemble it, put it on a trailer, and transport it to the south gate of Longevity Town.
The people from the pioneer did not take all the equipment away, but left two hydraulic presses for Shelter 404 in the warehouse, which could crush the roughly cut garbage into squares that were easy to transport and send to the steel nt to be melted into useful materials.
It was a 10 kilometers journey from Longevity Town to the outpost. But due to the frequent activities of yers, the area has be rtively safe.While repairing the road, Chu Guang nned to build a heavy industry base in the area, relocate Steel nt 81, and build rted supporting industries nearby.
He wanted to build stuff like bullet production lines, firearms production lines, and other useful things like that.
After all, the terrain of Linghu Wend Park made it impossible for arge truck to drive in. In addition, it was surrounded by trees. There was only an open-air parking lot that could provide recyble metal resources.
There were not many resources in the open-air parking lot. After the yers took turns searching, not to mention the rusted car frame, even the railing next to the parking space was taken away.
For the production scale to expand, the industry base had to be closer to the resource point, and then the transportation must be convenient. It would be better if there were ready-made buildings that could be used.
Combining these factors, Chu Guang immediately thought of the Bloodhand n’s old territory, the abandoned tire factory.
Not only was there aplete wall, but there was a fairly spacious warehouse, the kind where trucks could drive in directly through the front door.
Geographically, the factory was separated by a short road from the out-of-city elevated road, located in the middle of Linghu Wend Park and Longevity Town. It was also closer to the Wend Park.
Before, because there was not enough manpower, and it was too far from the resurrection point, Chu Guang simply gave up the stronghold, and let the yers set it on fire before leaving.
Now that the number of NPCs and yers has increased, it could be used again.
The only trouble was that it was estimated that there were mutated cockroaches and mice crawling there at the moment, so he had to find a few yers to go in and clean it up. ???
Well, that wasn’t a problem for Chu Guang.
It just happened that he could leave it to the new people who had entered the game since the Alpha 0.8 version. They could use it to level up, and get familiar with the gamey and the fighting skills of mutants.
"I should have gotten a nutrient paste synthesizer from the merchant from Red River Town."
It was said that the nutritional paste made from mutant cockroaches and mutant mice was quite popr in Red River Town.
Chu Guang felt regretful. He stretched out his index finger and tapped twice on the VM’s screen, cing a marker on the map.
<strong>[Mission: </strong>Clear the mutants in the abandoned tire factory (Located 4 kilometers north of Linghu Wend Park)<strong>]</strong>
<strong>[Requirement: </strong>Kill at least 10 mutant mice or mutant cockroaches, this mission can bepleted repeatedly.<strong>]</strong>
<strong>[Reward: </strong>10 silver coins, 20 contribution points<strong>]</strong>
Later, he would send a guard to the entrance of the monster’sir, as a mission-rted NPC, responsible for issuing the mission and confirming thepletion, which was equivalent to supervising the yers’ work.
"It’s said that the tail of the mutant mouse seems to be edible, but I don’t know if it is true or not."
Although the yers wouldn’t eat it, the refugees wouldn’t mind.
<em>It’s meat after all.</em>
<em>Who cares what it came from?</em>
...
4 kilometers north of Linghu Wend Park, at the fork connecting the out-of-city elevated road and the urban area.
A young guard with an Arbiter rifle on his back was stepping on the snow on the ground and walking towards the abandoned tire factory.
His name was Lu Bei, and he was the youngest member of the outpost guard.
Although he had only been on the job for less than a month, his loyalty was recognized by the administrator.
Earlier, the administrator personally exined the mission to him, and asked him to go to the front line to supervise the shelter residents to eliminate the mutants of the abandoned tire factory.N?v(el)B\\jnn
Lu Bei still remembered where that was.
After all, just over a month ago, he was the captive of the marauders who called the abandoned tire factory home.
It was an unforgettable memory.
Although the marauders had been in, his body trembled involuntarily when he returned.
"Come on... Lu Bei, you have to be brave." Patting his face hard, the 14 year old boy took a deep breath of cold air and overcame his fear with loyalty.
"This is the mission handed to you by the administrator!" Regaining his courage, Lu Bei took off the heavy rifle on his back and walked to the gate of the abandoned tire factory to stand still.
He did not wait for long.
Soon, several shelter residents carrying long and short cold weapons and hunting gears approached.
Even in the horrible weather, their faces were still filled with sunny confident and optimistic smiles, but they did not have VM on their arms.
In the words of the administrator, they were all newbies, and they needed to umte credit to obtain proof of identity.
Thinking about it that way, Lu Bei couldn’t help but feel a little proud, because he happened to have such a piece of identity certificate on his arm.
The yers approached him and asked, "Hello, are there any missions here?"
"Brother, we want to do the mission to clear out the mutants in the abandoned tire factory, do we need to go through any formalities?"
"Damn it, where is the mission pop-up window?"
"Are you stupid? Do you not know that there is no mission pop-up window? The user information is integrated on the VM, and you can only spend money to buy it after reaching the citizen level!"
"Dang, we actually have to spend money to get the user interface!"
Lu Bei couldn’t understand what they were chattering about, but it didn’t matter.
The administrator had exined to him that he only needed to follow the prompts on the VM, do what he should do step by step, finish the lines he should read, and then supervise their work.
"You are finally here." After giving a military salute to these people, Lu Bei stood up straight and said in a sonorous and powerful voice.
"Abandoned tires are often upied by a group of mutants, and we need to clear them out."
"Your mission is to kill at least ten mutant mice or mutant cockroaches. Afterpleting the mission, I will report your results to the captain."
Although Lu Bei didn’t know what those words meant, after those yers heard it, they rushed into the abandoned tire factory without a second dy and fought with the mutants that were wandering in the building excitedly.
It was hard not to admire those who disregarded their own safety and bravely fought with those mutants.
Although they didn’t wear VMs, their bravery was unrivaled.
Lu Bei looked at their backs, and in addition to admiration in his heart, he couldn’t help feeling a little ashamed.
A few minutes ago, he nearly chickened out when approaching the factory because of the unfortunate past.
"Sure enough, my training is not enough..." His eyes became firmer as he tightened his grip on the rifle in his hand.
In order not to disappoint the VM on his left arm, and to be worthy of this proof of identity, he had to be even more loyal!
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