Mou Xuan patrolled along the water source, his eyes as sharp as an eagle, sweeping over every defensive fortification.
The ruins and bullet holes all tell of the brutality of the previous battle.
A wall had collapsed and the steel bars were twisted like a rope, which made him frown.
This is not a defensive structure, it's just a sieve!
If there is another wave of attacks, I’m afraid I won’t be able to hold on for a few minutes.
The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder and earth, which mixed into a suffocating feeling of oppression that made his heart heavy.
"This defense is so 'paper-thin'..." Mou Xuan muttered to himself, with a hint of sarcasm and more helplessness in his tone.
He bent down, picked up a piece of broken concrete, squeezed it hard, and it broke into powder.
Such fortifications are useless in the end times.
He knew very well that water was the lifeline of survival, and once it was taken away by the enemy, the consequences would be disastrous.
"It must be reinforced as soon as possible!" He made up his mind secretly, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.
After returning to the assembly point, Mou Xuan began to organize people and prepare transportation.
However, reality once again dealt him a heavy blow.
The tools piled up in front of me were rusty and broken, and many of their tires were flat, like a group of dejected old soldiers.
"Reporting to the boss, there are only three usable trucks, and all of them are damaged. The others... all need major repairs!" The transport worker named Ji scratched his head and reported with embarrassment.
Mou Xuan felt his head buzzing as he looked at these pieces of scrap metal.
This kid, fate, is really making things difficult for him!
First the water source was blown to pieces, and now the transportation tools have broken down.
This feeling is like when you finally reach the BOSS door in a game, but find that all your equipment is broken. It's really frustrating!
He took a deep breath and tried to suppress the anxiety in his heart.
"Repair! Even if you have to piece them together, you have to fix these cars for me!" He said firmly, his tone revealing unquestionable determination.
"Also, Qi, the defense team member, you take people to cut down some trees and reinforce the fortifications. Make sure everything is safe!"
"Yes!" The defensive team member named Qi took the order and left.
Mou Xuan looked at the busy crowd, but his heart became heavier.
These resources are simply not enough!
He walked aside, lit a cigarette, and took a deep puff.
The scarlet firelight illuminated his tense face.
Suddenly, his eyes became stern, as if he had thought of something...
He suddenly put out the cigarette.
"Chen Yao..." "Yao Yao!" Mou Xuan shouted and walked towards Chen Yao with firm and powerful steps, like a cheetah ready to pounce.
Chen Yao came over when she heard the sound, her eyebrows slightly frowned, with a hint of doubt in her eyes.
"What's wrong? What happened?"
Mou Xuan did not answer directly, but pointed at the pile of scrap metal with a mysterious smile on his face.
"Do you think these things can be turned into treasures?"
Chen Yao was stunned for a moment, then she understood what he meant, and a hint of surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes.
"You mean... transform them?"
"Right!" Mou Xuan snapped his fingers and said confidently, "Instead of sitting and waiting for death, it is better to take the initiative! Instead of waiting for new resources, it is better to do it yourself (DIY)!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding alliance members were immediately in an uproar.
"What? Renovation? Just this pile of junk?" Ji, the transport worker, widened his eyes, as if he had heard some fairy tale.
"Boss, is this... reliable?" Member Qi of the defense team also expressed doubt. These days, it is difficult to repair a bicycle, let alone modify a truck.
"Stop talking nonsense, just do it!" Mou Xuan's domineering and unquestionable tone instantly stunned everyone.
Under the command of Mou Xuan, a vigorous transformation operation began.
Everyone transformed into "apocalyptic Transformers" and skillfully welded and assembled discarded steel plates, tires, weapons, etc. onto trucks.
Sparks from electric welding flew and the clanging of metal colliding rose and fell, like a passionate war song, echoing over the water source.
Chen Yao also joined the transformation team. She was meticulous and could always find some details that others overlooked.
For example, she suggested installing a simple lookout on the top of the truck to detect the enemy in a timely manner.
As time passed, the originally dilapidated truck gradually regained new vitality.
With the added steel plate defense, it is like a steel behemoth; with the equipped weapons and firepower, it is like a mobile turret; with the modified tires, it is like Hot Wheels and full of power.
"Fuck! This is so cool!" Ji, the transport worker, stared at the modified truck with his eyes wide open and couldn't help but swear.
"This is not a truck, it's a doomsday war vehicle!" Members of the Qi defense team were also very excited and couldn't wait to drive it into battle.
Looking at everyone's excited expressions, Mou Xuan's mouth corners slightly raised, and he felt secretly proud in his heart.
This modified truck can not only transport water, but also play a certain defensive role. It is simply killing two birds with one stone!
"Okay, brothers, work harder! Try to set off tomorrow!" Mou Xuan announced proudly with a wave of his hand.
"Yes, sir!" Everyone responded in unison, with high morale.
As night falls, the water source becomes brightly lit.
The modified trucks are lined up neatly, like steel behemoths, quietly waiting for the dawn.
Mou Xuan walked to a truck and gently stroked the cold steel plate, with an inexplicable light flashing in his eyes.
"Tomorrow will be a new beginning..." he whispered to himself.
Suddenly, a soft hand rested on his shoulder, "Don't be too tired."
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