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This unfortunate news immediately dispelled the joy of cleaning up the camp.
"Lingyu, go get some good cigarettes and wine, and some canned food. Just tell me what you want to eat or drink."
Bai Lingyu obediently ran to the back of the pickup truck and started looking for cigarettes and alcohol.
"Do you want us to see you off for the last time, or do you want to go out and fight? Maybe you won't turn into a zombie."
Moyin looked at Song Jun and asked.
"I want to fight. I don't want to die yet."
Song Jun hesitated for a moment, then spoke.
"Okay, if you still have self-awareness and haven't turned into a zombie in two days, come back and we will set up a gathering place here."
Moyin took out two packs of Yuxi and stuffed them into Song Jun's hands, and Bai Lingyu handed him a bottle of Erguotou.
"Thank you, boss."
The Song army directly opened a pack of Yunnan Yunnan cigarettes and distributed some cigarettes to the more than 20 people who were charging together.
"Brothers, I have no regrets today. It is my honor to fight with you. Farewell, and you must live well with this share of mine!"
Song Jun shouted loudly, but as he spoke, his tears flowed uncontrollably.
Everyone's expressions dimmed, and Qi Guang gritted his teeth.
The team he led had very deep bonds among its members, and now that the Song army was leaving, he felt a little reluctant.
"Why are you crying? You have to come back in two days. It's possible that there is no virus in the zombies' nails."
Qi Guang gave Song Jun a big hug and comforted him firmly.
Although he knew it was unrealistic, he still held out a glimmer of hope.
"Okay! Then we'll meet again someday!"
Song Jun finished the cigarette in one breath, smashed the cigarette butt hard on the ground, then unscrewed the Erguotou and took a big gulp, then turned and left with a big laugh.
"Okay, everyone, get in the car and try to clear an area where you can get a good night's sleep before tonight."
Moyin instructed calmly.
After sleeping in a sleeping bag for several days in a row, he missed the time when he slept in the same quilt with HK416 and the agent.
After the convoy entered the mine, Moyin directly ordered UMP45 to find the area where the ore was stored.
Bai Lingyu arranged the more than one hundred survivors who were afraid to fight to clean up the garbage in various facilities in the mine, establish defense lines, and count useful materials.
"Commander, have you found the ore?"
"where?"
"I've asked Xiao Meng to pick you up, just follow her?"
"Oh."
Meng Shang, who was driving a motorcycle, stopped nimbly in front of Mo Yin.
Moyin followed Mengshang with HK416 and the agent.
Walking past a dozen simple dormitories built with colored steel plates, Moyin's vision suddenly broadened.
A large amount of mined ore was piled up in the open air in the middle of a huge concrete floor.
There was also a heavy truck half loaded with ore parked nearby.
There were several zombie corpses lying on the ground, each with a horrible wound.
Obviously, these were zombies killed by Qi Guang or Chen Mingjun.
If it is UMP45 or the Mengshang sisters who take action, the zombie's body will usually only have a simple fatal wound.
"Tsk, looks like we need to find someone to train the guards in close combat skills..."
Moyin looked at the corpse on the ground, frowned and said with some dissatisfaction.
Extra wounds mean more strength is required and the tolerance rate is lower, which indirectly reduces the survival rate of the guard members.
"Shouldn't you, Commander, be responsible for this? We are experts in guns, and you are an expert in close combat, right?"
UMP45 teased with a smile.
"Tsk, then I'll take some time to explain it briefly in the next two days."
Moyin hesitated for a moment, then nodded and began to recover the ore.
Although the steel mill has abundant resources, he hasn't had a good rest for a long time. He plans to take a break during the days of building the gathering place.
Of course, on the other hand, it is also to support Bai Lingyu and give her some time to grasp the combat effectiveness of Luo Tian and others.
If he left immediately and handed over the leadership position of the gathering place to a woman, some people might feel dissatisfied, which would have a very bad impact on the gathering place.
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In a clean staff dormitory, Bai Lingyu was holding a piece of paper with beautiful handwriting on it.
"This was originally a mine with 437 people. The food reserves include 15 bags of rice and 20 bags of flour. The drinking water comes from a well. I sent people to check yesterday, and there were no zombies inside... If we're lucky, the well water should not be contaminated."
"Ahem, my personal idea is to find a survivor to test whether the well water is contaminated. Is it a bit vicious for me to do this?"
Bai Lingyu asked.
"Go ahead and replace the drinking water of those who you think are useless in the team with the water from that well. I'll have 45 watch over them. If they turn into zombies, she can kill them immediately."
Moyin shook his head and said lightly.
"I see. I will discuss this with Miss 45."
Bai Lingyu nodded with relief. She was afraid that Moyin would not agree to make some necessary sacrifices.
After all, she couldn't study the virus now, and there was not enough equipment to confirm whether there was a virus in the water. But if everyone relied on bottled water for drinking water, it would be very difficult to operate the gathering place.
Just finding drinking water takes a lot of time and energy.
"This mine has 300 drills for mining. We can now arrange 30 people to carry out mining operations in the first two months, leaving aside the guards and regular construction personnel. After that, if more survivors join us, we can directly arrange to mine."
Bai Lingyu answered in a businesslike manner.
"Very good, the sooner the better."
Mo Yin nodded.
Yesterday, after he recovered the original ore in the mine, he acquired another 300,000 resource points. Obviously, the profit of a mine in the later stage is still not low.
Chapter 131: Gathering Area Management Policy
"I'll leave you five tons of food and a radio station. Let Lu Jie use the radio to announce that this is a safe gathering place to attract more survivors."
"Okay, Brother Yin, do you have any requirements for the management of the gathering place?"
"First of all, all survivors who intend to enter our gathering place must hand in their weapons, which will be kept by the guards. Those who refuse to hand in their weapons will not be allowed to enter the gathering place."
"Those who break in will be killed without mercy."
Moyin thought for a moment and asked.
Almost everyone who has survived the apocalypse has killed a few people at one time or another. Once they enter a gathering place with weapons, it is very likely that a murder will occur if they dislike someone.
Obedient labor is a very important resource for him and the development of the settlement, and he does not want any vicious murders to occur in his settlement.
"Okay~"
"I'll leave Siden by your side to protect your safety and assist in the management of the gathering place. She's a very good shooter."
"If possible, I would rather have the little sister Rabbit Sniper~"
Bai Lingyu looked at Rabbit Sniper who was happily eating marshmallows with a teasing look.
"No, the sniper unit is also a very important combat force for me, whether it is killing mutant zombies or clearing operations."
Moyin shook his head.
"Ahaha, I was just kidding. Miss Sten's fighting ability is also very reliable."
Bai Lingyu said with a smile.
"How much food do you need?"
Moyin took a sip of instant coffee and asked calmly.
"Well, that depends on how often you plan to come back, Brother Yin. We have taken away all the food in the granary, and the resources in the Walmart supermarket have also been taken away. The gathering place will not be able to obtain food supplies in the short term. Even if we consider farming, we have to at least survive this winter."
Bai Lingyu took a pencil and started writing on the paper.
"According to my previous judgment, although most humans have turned into zombies, there are actually quite a few survivors hiding in the corners of the city. As long as our radio station is open and stable, survivors should come one after another."
"Based on the density, the population of our settlement will be between 300 and 500 people within two months."
"Since there are no side dishes such as vegetables and meat, it is best to keep the grain intake at 10 kilograms per person per month. If it is lower, it may affect the physical strength of the labor force. Therefore, I hope that Brother Yin can leave me five tons of food to operate the gathering place."
"Don't you need more? You can also exchange grain for some important supplies."
Mo Yin asked.
"Hehehe, those things are important supplies for us, but they are just ordinary items for other survivors. A few dozen kilograms of rice will be enough. I only need a certain amount of reserve food as a reassurance for the survivors, and then the survivors' supplies will be safely delivered to us."
"As long as Brother Yin doesn't come back once every six months, I think there won't be any major problems."
Bai Lingyu said confidently.
"Okay. Oh, by the way, I'll leave you an iron thing to intimidate those disobedient survivors."
Moyin suddenly thought of a good idea.
"What iron thing? Are you planning to leave me a tank, Brother Yin?"
Bai Lingyu asked excitedly.
"It wasn't that good. It was an armored transport vehicle, but it had a 12.7mm machine gun on it, which was still a great deterrent to the survivors."
"Brother Yin, won't you need this at the steel mill? This armored vehicle's protection is much better than those vehicles, right?"
Bai Lingyu hesitated for a moment and asked.
"Don't worry about us. We are more suitable for small-group flexible combat. Putting everyone in an armored transport vehicle is a waste of everyone's combat power. Just keep this thing as a trump card."