"Our weapons are running low! Does that mean we'll be facing an even more dangerous beast tide next?"
The supervisor in charge of logistics and reserves nodded slightly with a solemn expression on his face.
"Yes, Mr. Lu, I'm afraid we'll have to ask the factory to work overtime again this time!"
Upon hearing this, Lu Yuan frowned and pondered for a moment before speaking.
"How much longer can we hold on!"
"At most three days. Judging from the current consumption rate, all our ammunition will be used up in three days. Of course, I'm calculating based on the current consumption scenario!"
Hearing the other person's words, Lu Yuan felt a pang of sadness in his heart.
They emptied their ammunition reserves, which had been stockpiled for months, in just one day.
Thinking back on it now, Lu Yuan felt a chill run down his spine. These mutated lizards were fearless in the face of death, and their courageous struggle put immense pressure on them. Normally, the more weapons you have, the better; you only need enough. However, this battle changed Lu Yuan's judgment of his previous thoughts.
"Okay, I understand. I'll go to the new city now and see if we can get the factory to start operations. However, once the factory starts operating, the resulting tremors will attract these mutated lizards, which could pose a threat to the area. So we have to be careful!"
Then Lu Yuan boarded his own warship and headed towards the new camp.
The industrial zone near the new camp was a continuous expanse, and Lu Yuan found a factory that produced weapons and ammunition.
Upon arriving at the factory, Lu Yuan followed the instructions to find the person in charge.
After Lu Yuan dialed the number, a man's voice came through the phone.
"Hello, who are you looking for?"
"I am Lu Yuan. Are you the production manager of the ammunition factory?"
The other person paused for a moment after hearing this, then quickly nodded.
"Yes, yes, I'm the factory manager, Mr. Lu. What's up with calling me so late? Do you need me to produce ammunition? Or do you need me to pick up some goods? We've already moved all the goods out of our warehouse!"
"No, I came to see you today about ammunition production. The supply to the front lines is running out, and I need your help."
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