Chapter 163

After reading it again, Lu Chuan put down the album.

In this apocalypse, you can't force too much. Under the premise of lack of resources, Lu Chuan likes everything you see in this album.

If it was put into the modern world, Lu Chuan would not like the things in this album. The reason for the investigation is that the weapons they made here, I want to know what they are, are completely hand-made, and they are limited by materials, so the quality is average.

In the modern world, you can do whatever you want as long as you have money.

planes, tanks...

These are not impossible to obtain, as long as the money is in place, the arms dealer will even deliver it to your door.

In front of the real heavy weapons, these weapons on the album are not worth mentioning.

The weapons on the album are also rough, and you don't need to look at them to know that they are limited by materials and equipment. Hand-made, but not careful, better than nothing.

From the album, Lu Chuan smiled and put the album on the table.

Ma Lushan narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "Boss, how is it, don't you see anything you don't like?"

"These are too common." Lu Chuan put one hand on the table, tapped lightly with his fingers, and said, "Your sincerity can't impress me."

Ma Lushan was stunned, these are too common?

"I don't quite understand." Ma Lushan shook his head.

Lu Chuan stared at Malu Mountain and said, "Your payment methods are nothing more than gold and food, or even some rare metals. I can provide these, but what I need is a sniper rifle, a bazooka, and even a lot of explosives. "

It is good to say that explosives are sold here, but the amount is not large.

It's not that the rocket launcher can't be made, it's just that it can't solve the problem of the rocket.

But a sniper rifle?

This Malu Mountain is also crazy, and the sniper rifle is so well made? Even if it is possible, is there any material? Like JS Guoshui, where is the aviation hydraulic oil in it? Not to mention the material requirements for some parts.

This is the only sniper rifle in the country, and some top sniper rifles like Bartley abroad are even less likely to be manufactured.

Ma Lushan's face was bitter, and he said, "Boss, you really don't have any items in this album that you can see? Our prices are definitely lower than those in the weapons store, and the performance is no worse than theirs."

"Where's the explosives? How many do you have?"

However, Lu Chuan changed the subject. The sniper rifle is really not made just because it is made, and there are a lot of things involved.

Besides, if I want to really get in touch with them, I haven't established a relationship with them yet, and people won't let me know too much. Therefore, Lu Chuan started with explosives first.

Explosives, why is it that one of their own ideas has been rounded up, isn't it?

"Limited by the raw materials, we only have about two hundred kilograms." Ma Lushan replied.

More than two hundred kilograms is not much.

"I need to make these explosives into an explosive pack every five kilograms and install the controller." Lu Chuan put forward his own requirements.

This one is actually not difficult, but Lu Chuan has no talents in this field at present, so he can only give it to them.

Ma Lushan thought for a while, and after calculating his resources, he said, "Yes."

This kind of control to explode, the technical means is too simple, but he can't do it too far. It's not a technical problem, it's just that the materials in hand do not allow them to achieve this goal.

"How far can the control distance be?"

Lu Chuan needs to ask this question clearly. Don't the zombies rush past, only to find that there is no way to trigger the explosion because of the distance.

Ma Lushan said: "One kilometer is not a problem, and the further distance depends on the environment. You should know that limited by electronic components, you are in batches, and we can do it, probably at this point."

One kilometer, changing to other people is a little closer.

However, in Lu Chuan's eyes, it was not too close. Owning a zombie suit, you can get close to commanding the zombies, and a distance of one kilometer is already very safe.

"OK, how long will it take you to finish?" Lu Chuan asked.

Ma Lushan said: "Three days."

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As soon as Lu Chuan left, Ma Lushan also left here.

After rounds and corners, Malu Shan came to a former residential area. It was dirty and there were many people with yellow faces and thin skin. They lived like corpses. In their eyes, you can't see a glimmer of hope. .

All of them are adults, but they have lost their vitality and spirit.

The elderly and children are almost extinct here.

The cruel apocalypse has long eliminated a large number of these weakest groups.

When he got here, Ma Lushan was obviously relieved. In this large old residential area, he quickly entered a courtyard.

This old residential area was actually transformed from an urban village, and the transformation was not thorough enough.

You can imagine how messy and complicated it is here.

After entering the Malu Mountain in the small courtyard, he nodded to a few people in the courtyard before entering a room. There is nothing special about this room, but in one of the walls, it moved and opened after Malu Mountain came in, and there was a passage down.

Faintly, some metal hammering could be heard.

Going down the passage, a large local room soon appeared in front of him.

The area here is not large, but it is connected by passages, but there are several basements, forming a workshop.

In one of the basements, Malushan met a bearded man, about fifty years old. The years did not leave much traces on him, and at the age of fifty, he was still covered in muscles.

The other party's eyes flashed, exuding a fascinating aura.

When he saw Ma Lushan, he just raised his head, but lowered his head and continued to forge a round pipe in his hand. This round tube, needless to say, knows that this is the barrel of the gun.

His arm is very strong, and every time he hits, it is just right, not more or less.

This kind of control is not something ordinary people can do.

Ma Lushan knows that his own boss is not simple, with a third-level alienation.

Only aliens can have this kind of control and create impossible firearms. In a gun, all the core parts are all from the hands of their own boss.

Without their own boss, these weapons would not be possible to manufacture.

What is handcrafted, many of the weapons here are.

Speaking of his boss Fang Wen, Ma Lushan naturally admires him.

Born in a firearms family, he has a special hobby for firearms since he was a child. Influenced by his father, he joined the ordnance unit after graduating from college and has been studying firearms.

For more than 20 years, he has become an expert in firearms.

Not only firearms, but also some other heavy weapon designs, he has always had a high prestige.

In the end times, who knows who?

Fang Wen's military family has always been engaged in confidential work, and no one in Zhongzhou City really knows about it.

After finally making a trip home, who would have thought of encountering an apocalyptic outbreak and becoming a survivor by luck, he has been stuck here all the time.

Fang Wen, who was unwilling to become a slave, set up a workshop of his own here through a series of recruitments when no one knew what abilities he possessed.

Life is naturally hard, and it is natural to sell weapons like this underground game.

"Boss, our explosives are all packaged, but he made some small requests, that is, to install a controller." Ma Lushan said.

Fang Wen, who had been hammering the barrel of the gun, did not stop.

It wasn't until the entire gun barrel was disposed of that Fang Wen raised his head and said, "Is the other party reliable?"

Ma Lushan said: "I have been following it for a while, and there is no problem. The other party is not one of the above people. He is also an alienated person. Before, he brought a hunting team, and it seemed that the whole army was wiped out. Only he came back. ."

Fang Wen nodded. Before contacting him, he needs to investigate, otherwise Ma Lushan would not be able to contact him directly.

"You can ask others to change the explosives. The other party didn't ask for weapons?" Fang Wen was curious.

Malushan said: "The other party said that our weapons were too crude."

Fang Wen's brows furrowed, but he sighed softly.

When Lu Chuan dared to say this when he was still working in the office, he would definitely turn his face. But now it is different. These weapons that I have created are indeed rough.

Limited by materials and equipment, if it is purely manual, you can only rely on your own experience, and the output is pitiful.

"Well, these explosives are enough for us to exchange for a lot of food, and enough to eat for a while." Fang Wen did not struggle any more. Now the two sides are just in contact with each other, and the good things in their hands are not so easy. Just take it out.