Chapter 227 Motorcyclist
6:37:19 PM.
It was the ninth hour since Zhang Yang traveled back 300 years.
Now, above the air-raid shelter warehouse, fifty semi-trailer trucks are lined up in a row, and then more than fifty loading and unloading forklifts are busy.
Although this factory area is not as advanced as the heavy industrial areas in other provinces of the empire, it is also quite advanced. It originally had gantry cranes, transport rails and other equipment, but they have all been destroyed by the iron demon, so that a large amount of materials in the air-raid shelter cannot be transported away.
But just some machines and materials in such a large factory area would be enough to fill up these fifty semi-trailer trucks.
"Yangzi, can't we really build a base here?"
This was the seventh time that Fatty Dad asked after wandering around for a few rounds.
"No, uncle, but at the latest the day after tomorrow, we can come back and take away whatever we want."
Zhang Yang was also distressed, but he also knew very well that this matter could not be negotiated. The fantasy village building order still had three chances to move the village, but the doomsday fortress of the doomsday village building order really could not be moved. Although it could be moved once, the seven-day cooling-off period would make Zhang Yang despair.
His doomsday start is already pretty good. Not everyone has fifty semi-trailer trucks full of supplies at the outset.
And these supplies included the machines most needed by his Doomsday Fortress.
For example, diesel generator sets weighing nearly five or six tons, lathes, etc., well, he didn't recognize most of the others, but since the fat father selected them personally, the technical workers gave them priority in disassembly, and Li Dong's engineers were also responsible for selection, then they must be good.
"There's no problem with bullets, guns, grenades, mortars, and rocket launchers. Even the raw materials are loaded onto ten trucks. But it's such a waste. There are many precious machines in here, and they can even be used in aviation—"
"That's about it, uncle. We should go."
Zhang Yang interrupted the fat father's statement. The fifty semi-trailer trucks had all been loaded, and the twelve escort vehicles specially built by Li Dong and his team for this transportation were basically completed.
Six of the escort vehicles are based on minibuses, with three-centimeter-thick steel plates welded on the front, back, left, and right sides, and rams on the front and back. Their stability makes them suitable for use as firepower output platforms.
Two others were modified from high-power loaders, also with steel plates welded to them, and were used to clear roadblocks.
The last four are based on off-road vehicles and modified into small escort vehicles that can provide rapid mobile support.
In addition, there are twelve special vehicles in the fleet, including a gasoline tanker, five diesel tankers, and two semi-trailers, pulling four crawler excavators. This does not mean that Zhang Yang wants to change his career to become a construction foreman, but that these crawler excavators can be slightly assembled into simple crawler armored vehicles, which are most suitable for leisurely strolls in the sea of demonized zombies.
It’s right to pull it back anyway.
Zhang Yang didn't actually pay much attention to these supplies. He just ran around, arranging the survivors to get on the cars, then carefully inquired about their situations and comforted them. After all, there were too many vehicles in the convoy and they were still needed as drivers.
In addition, Zhang Yang worked with Mai Tian, Sun Cheng, Li Meng, Du Chao and others to develop contingency plans for possible emergencies.
What is important is to bring this convoy back safely.
The engines roared and the convoy finally started slowly.
Leading the way was a simple tank converted from a loader, with a five-centimeter-thick steel plate welded to the front, responsible for clearing the way ahead.
Next came four escort vehicles converted from minibuses. The fire output group led by Li Meng and the first assault team of Maitian were arranged on these four escort vehicles. The drivers were Li Dong and three other engineers, who had excellent skills and were capable of handling any emergency.
Next came fifty semi-trailer trucks, and then two escort tanks. Sun City’s second assault team was in charge here.
However, Du Chao's sniper team was actually hiding in those fifty semi-trailer trucks, but they were hidden very well and could not be discovered by their own people. They had the best vision and could see the front and rear convoys and even the east and west sides, so they could provide important support at any time.
Finally, it’s the special vehicles. After all, these tanker trucks are too dangerous.
As for Zhang Yang himself, he found a large-displacement motorcycle, which he knew how to ride.
Of course this is not important. What is important is that he can provide support flexibly and maneuverably.
The Demon-Destroying Saber was hung on his back, and the twelve wooden spears that he had just cut were tied to his back. Also tied to the handle was a two-meter-and-fifty-meter-long solid steel gun that had just been cut.
It’s not quite right to describe him as armed to the teeth, but this is indeed what Zhang Yang thinks is the coolest and most dangerous state at the moment—a motorcycle rider! “Boom!”
With a twist of the accelerator, Zhang Yang sped away with great ambition.
But the time for pulling wind is always too short. The convoy had driven less than ten kilometers when a patrol helicopter appeared in the sky. The patrol officer on it was shouting with a loud speaker, which looked very imposing.
If it were the survivors in the city, they might have backed off at this moment, but the more than 300 survivors who had just experienced the cauliflower frenzy and witnessed the slaughterhouse of the flesh-and-blood mill with their own eyes could not fool them at all.
"Du Chao, are there any heavy weapons on this helicopter?"
Zhang Yang asked through the intercom.
"No, Boss, there is a sniper, but I don't think it's a threat."
"Very good, the convoy will continue to move forward. Anyone who stands in our way will be killed without mercy!"
Zhang Yang made up his mind, feeling a little anxious, perhaps because the gain this time was so great.
But before his thoughts could last for a few seconds, the helicopter in the sky suddenly lost control and fell towards the convoy in a spin.
"Du Chao! Fire!"
Zhang Yang was startled. He seemed to see the cauliflower driver smiling ferociously. Has he awakened?
"boom!"
Du Chao's firing did not change the outcome. After all, the sniper rifle in his hand was not an anti-material sniper rifle.
The helicopter directly overturned two semi-trailer trucks, which exploded into two large fireballs, and the people and equipment on them were completely destroyed.
"The convoy continues to move forward, everyone enter combat mode!"
Zhang Yang only took a glance at the tragic scene, then accelerated to the front of the convoy, with someone coordinating and dispatching from behind.
At this moment, he vaguely heard a sudden commotion coming from the direction of the city, as if all the cauliflowers had awakened.
"I feel like I'm being manipulated. Am I awakening early? But this is just right. Do you really think my knife isn't sharp enough?"
Zhang Yang continued to accelerate, the black motorcycle roaring, and the fiery setting sun behind him shone down, as if covering him and the motorcycle with a layer of golden armor.
At this dusk, in this fast-paced state, nothing can stop the war that is suppressing his heart.
A patrol vehicle appeared ahead. Hundreds of patrolmen were still on high alert as if they were facing a formidable enemy. But at some point, it was as if a hidden switch was pressed. The human rationality in their souls was strangled and replaced by crazy bestiality and demonic nature. Their bodies began to swell and grow in size, and all kinds of supernatural powers awakened.
“Roar!”
"roar!"
Amidst the roars, these cauliflower patrolmen completed their last act of life. They were twisted into demonized zombies. Without any strategy, they abandoned their weapons and vehicles and rushed towards the convoy. In the distance, more cauliflowers were also twisted into demonized zombies. The survivors who had just been persuaded to surrender were stunned, looking at the cauliflower ladies who were so gentle and caring just a moment ago with their mouths wide open.
Perhaps this is a brief blessing for those survivors who have not surrendered and are still hesitating.
The demonic curtain opens.
“Buzz!”
Amid the roar of the engine, Zhang Yang held the handlebar with one hand, untied the solid steel gun tied in front of him with his right hand, and rushed towards a rapidly evolving strong demon at a speed of 150 kilometers per hour. This is a demonized zombie elite second only to the shadow demon and the iron demon. Once it completes its first form, it can blow away a minibus with one punch.
But at this moment.
A shot that came out of inertia! Bringing up blood all over the sky, an instant kill!
Zhang Yang let go and pulled out the demon-destroying military knife from his back. The knife shadow remained unchanged, and more than a dozen demonized zombies were separated from their bodies.
(End of this chapter)
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