doomsday survival

Chapter 356 Secret Monitoring
Feng Kuang secretly suppressed the worries in his heart, and didn't say a word to Shi Jian.

The optimistic Shi Jian naturally didn't know what was going on in Feng Kuang's mind, so he pulled him to study the crossbow just mentioned.

Feng Kuang smiled to himself for his unfounded worries, cheered up, and told Shi Jian about the crossbow that Chen Qiong made at that time.

The crossbow made by Chen Qiong adopts the structure of a modern hand crossbow, but because it is made of wood, some simplifications have been made, but it basically retains some characteristics of a modern hand crossbow.

Because of the use of wood, it took a lot of time to select materials and make them. In the end, Chen Qiong only made one.

"The range of that crossbow can reach about 100 meters," Feng Kuang recalled, "but because the crossbow arrow has no tail feathers, the accuracy cannot be guaranteed if it flies too far, and the real killing distance can be about 40 meters. .”

Shi Jian thought about it carefully, but he didn't remember where he had seen the crossbow, so he asked, "Why haven't I seen it?"

Feng Kuang smiled, and said, "It's broken long ago, because the production is too troublesome, so the old cripple didn't do it anymore."

"Trouble, then we..." Shi Jian hesitated to speak.

"It's okay." Feng Kuang waved his hand and said, "We use steel, and we don't need to go through various processes like wood, just cast parts and assemble it."

Hearing this, Shi Jian breathed a sigh of relief, thought and thought, and said, "Do you have any requirements for steel?"

"I don't know about that, but spring steel is the best." Feng Kuang said uncertainly.

"Spring steel." Shi Jian chewed on these two words repeatedly, thinking about the performance and composition of spring steel.

After a while, Shi Jian raised his head and said, "There shouldn't be any problem. We can produce low-carbon steel now, and we can produce spring steel as long as we add some phosphorus to it."

"Well, you should know better about this, don't worry about Lin, just leave it to me." Feng Kuang wrapped up his bag.

"Then take the time to produce some, and start working when the raw materials are sufficient." Shi Jian handed over the job to Feng Kuang.

Feng Kuang waved his hand and said, "You can start work at any time, that's not a problem."

"In stock?" Shi Jian asked in surprise.

"What inventory? Isn't it just adding phosphorus, just get some bones and throw it in." Feng Kuang said carelessly.

Shi Jian's eyes widened all of a sudden, he pointed at Feng Kuang and said, "Old Feng, what are you kidding?"

Feng Kuang raised his hand to push down Shi Jian's arm, and said, "Anyone, I'm fine if I say it's fine. Don't you know that bones contain phosphorus?"

"Of course I know this. Will-o'-the-wisps are produced by the phosphorus in the bones, but this is steelmaking! Using bones to forge, isn't it a joke?" Shi Jian said with some displeasure.

Feng Kuang pointed at Shi Jian, shook his head and said, "Look at you, you are not as good as an ancient man. Do you know why it is said in the legend that you have to be sacrificed in the furnace?"

Shi Jian blinked his eyes twice, shook his head, but didn't understand the relationship between the two.

Feng Kuang said: "Actually, it is to add phosphorus to the steel, but they don't know the principle."

Shi Jian looked at Feng Kuang half-believingly, hesitated for a moment and said: "Then let's talk about it first, if it doesn't work, you have to go and solve the phosphorus for me."

"Don't worry, it will work for sure." Feng Kuang said confidently.

"Alright then," Shi Jian nodded, picked up a pen and stuffed it into Feng Kuang's hand, and said, "First draw me the structure of the crossbow, and I'll design it carefully."

Feng Kuang picks up the pen in embarrassment, and draws the shape of the crossbow on the paper.

He took a look at it himself, and felt dissatisfied, so he sneered and said, "You can make do with it." Then he marked the approximate size.

Shi Jian covered his mouth, trying not to let himself laugh out loud, and after seeing Feng Kuang marked the size, he said, "Disassemble those parts for me."

Feng Kuang raised his head helplessly, and said, "I don't remember very well, anyway, as much as I can draw. Also," he deliberately emphasized his tone, "You are not allowed to laugh, labor and management do not study mechanical drawing. .”

"Okay, okay, I won't laugh, hurry up and draw." Shi Jian waved his hands and urged.

When Feng Kuang lowered his head to paint again, Shi Jian turned around secretly, opened his mouth wide, and laughed silently.

Of course, Feng Kuang's drawings are not standard, and there are still many parts missing, but the main parts are complete.

After he finished painting, Shi Jian immediately began to draw again, and based on Feng Kuang's description and his own understanding, he filled in the missing parts.

The two of them were busy until midnight before they finally drew a rough drawing of the crossbow.

Shi Jian put down his pen, stretched his waist, and said, "Tomorrow, I'll make one out of wood and see how it looks after assembly. If it doesn't work, I'll improve it."

Feng Kuang was also sleepy, stood up, and complained as he walked out: "You don't take care of my old man at all, I have to go to bed quickly." After finishing speaking, he waved his hand behind him.

Shi Jian also walked out, tiptoed into his room, glanced at Shi Qiong who was lying beside his mother, and stretched out his hand to tuck him in the quilt.

He carefully removed the clothes on his body, walked to the other side of the bed, lifted the quilt and got in.

Xia Qing, who was sleeping soundly, felt that there was an extra person beside him, so he couldn't help leaning towards Shi Jian.

Shi Jian easily embraced his wife in his arms, kissed her lightly on the cheek, and then slowly fell asleep in the mixture of milk fragrance and Xia Qing's body fragrance.

In the early morning of the next day, Shi Jian's biological clock woke him up on time. He carefully pulled out the arm that was held down by Xia Qing, then got up gently, and continued his unshakeable morning exercise.

Shi Jian changed the route of his long-distance running today, and ran towards the dormitory where the fugitives lived.

In front of the factory yard, Shi Jian stopped, came to the front of a house, and lightly knocked on the glass twice.

The door was pushed open, and Yi Hengge, armed with live ammunition, came out from inside. Before Shi Jian could ask any questions, he said to him, "Boss Shi, everything is normal."

Shi Jian nodded, then glanced at the dormitory where the fugitive lived, and said, "Well, that's good."

Yi Hengge said with a smile: "Boss Shi, this camera is really good, it can see clearly even from such a distance."

Although the fugitives agreed to take the test, Shi Jian had to take precautions and asked Feng Kuang to arrange personnel to be on duty early to prevent accidents.

Of course, in order not to let the fugitives think too much, he did not arrange a clear whistle, and everything was carried out quietly.

This is also to examine them thoroughly, to see what these people do when no one is watching.

Fortunately, there are cameras to monitor, otherwise it would really take a lot of manpower.

In fact, there is no shortage of cameras in the industrial park, but the cameras outside have been out of use for so many years.

However, in the workshops of many factories and indoors of key parts, for safety reasons, a large number of cameras are also installed.

Surprisingly, most of these cameras are intact.

So when Shi Jian notified Fengkuang to prepare in the cottage, Fengkuang directly proposed to use cameras for monitoring.

Try it now, it really saves manpower, and only one person can be assigned to monitor.

Thinking of this, Shi Jian couldn't help showing a smile, and said, "Of course, the power of technology is infinite." After speaking, he waved his hand to signal Yi Hengge to enter the room, while he himself continued his morning exercises.

Xie Bin and the others who were sleeping in the dormitory did not know that they were under Shi Jian's surveillance. They didn't get up until nine o'clock in the morning.

"Ah, the sun is already so high." Xie Bin looked at the sun outside the window and sighed.

At this time, he remembered that he had been asleep for so long, and he didn't wake up in a dream, which made him very surprised.

They who have been fleeing all this time can finally get a good night's sleep. Since the first day of fleeing, sleeping has become the most extravagant thing.

Even though there were no zombies chasing after him, even though he knew that tomorrow would be sunny, the fugitive's nerves never relaxed.

They have already become frightened birds, to the point where the grass and trees are in danger, even the slightest disturbance will wake them up from their sleep, and then quickly escape from the camp just now.

"Why do you sleep so hard?" Xie Bin secretly guessed.

Looking up at the electric light on the ceiling, Xie Bin muttered in a low voice, "Maybe this electric light is too bright, making me think it's daytime."

When he saw the electric light for the first time, he regarded the electric light as a fetish, thinking it was a little sun, and even naively thought that the Chang'an tribe was able to occupy the old area because of this fetish.

After Feng Chen's explanation, he realized that the electric light is just a product left over from the old times, and it has no lethal effect on zombies.

Although he felt a little regretful, like all fugitives, Xie Bin did not turn off the light to sleep, but kept it on.It seems that with the light of the electric light, those terrible zombies will not come.

In fact, the fugitives did not know that shortly after they fell asleep, the lights went out by themselves.

That's because the generator does not work at night because the diesel fuel for power generation is to be saved.

Fortunately, these fugitives slept soundly that night, otherwise, they would wake up in the middle of the night and find it was pitch black, and they really didn't know what would happen.

Xie Bin picked up the newly issued clothes yesterday, stroked them lovingly, and then put them on.

These clothes are different from the camouflage uniforms worn by the tribesmen in Chang'an. They are all from the old area, but there are all kinds of styles.

Xie Bin was wearing a set of sportswear. Although there were some bumps on the surface, it was soft to the touch, which he had never seen in his life.

If there is such a set of clothes in the original tribe, it must belong to the leader, but the leader must not be willing to wear it every day.

In contrast, the Chang'an tribe can send such treasures to outsiders like them, which really makes people sigh that they are rich and powerful.

Xie Bin looked himself up and down, took a deep breath, and said as if to encourage himself: "Go, pass their inspection, and join the Chang'an tribe! I belong here, and this place belongs to me!"

(End of this chapter)