Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Chapter 2094 Frenzied Development
"What? Afraid of high temperatures?"

Fourth Outer City Military Factory.

After hearing Ma Di's words about the weaknesses of the King Kong zombie, He Bing thoughtfully said:

"If the King Kong zombies are afraid of high temperatures, then we should produce more white phosphorus bombs."

The Zombie Research Department and the Military Industry Department have always cooperated.

Xiao Jun and the judge went to Palau every week to observe the sea fog and study the mutated zombies around the Palau sea area. If they had the opportunity, they would try their best to bring the new types of zombies they discovered back to the headquarters base.

The zombie research institute at headquarters studies these new types of zombies to find their weaknesses.

The research report was then given to the military industry department, which was then able to manufacture corresponding weapons based on the weaknesses of the new product.

"White phosphorus bomb?" Maddie's eyes flashed with curiosity upon hearing this.

He Bing explained, "Yes."

"White phosphorus bombs are incendiary weapons with phosphorus as the main component. The projectile spontaneously combusts upon contact with air and produces a flame with a temperature of over 1000 degrees Celsius."

"Moreover, once the white phosphorus bomb comes into contact with the zombie's body, the flames are extremely difficult to extinguish and will continue to burn until the zombie is completely reduced to ashes."

Actually, we've previously equipped the military with this type of ammunition to deal with some undead zombies, but production wasn't large.

After listening to He Bing's explanation, Ma Di nodded and said:

"Anyway, King Kong zombies are afraid of high temperatures. When the temperature reaches 140 degrees, you can easily break through their skin, and when the temperature reaches 160 degrees or higher, you can penetrate their skull."

He Bing pondered for a moment, "We are also producing armor-piercing rounds now. According to the Judge's practical cases, armor-piercing rounds can penetrate the head of the King Kong zombie at room temperature."

"I am aware of the weakness of the King Kong zombie to high temperatures, and I will discuss it with our weapons development team later."

"Okay, that's settled then. I'll be going now." After delivering this message, Madi prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute," He Bing quickly called out to him.

"Have you figured out what that tentacle Xiao Jun and his group brought back last time was?"

When Ma Di heard He Bing mention this, his expression immediately turned serious.

"We conducted a section analysis and found that the tentacle should be part of a giant zombie. We discovered that the tentacle contained not only human genes, but also genes from animals such as squid, seals, and fur seals."

"This is a hybrid zombie. Judging from these tentacles alone, we estimate that this unknown zombie must be quite large!"

"How big is the overall size?" He Bing asked quickly.

As the head of the military industry department, he bore the primary responsibility for developing new weapons.

However, the new weapon developed must be targeted at the specific problem and be effective against the zombies in the sea fog.

Therefore, he also needs to understand the situation of those mutated zombies in the sea fog in detail.

Maddie thought about the tentacle in the lab; it certainly wasn't a complete tentacle.

"The overall shape of that unknown zombie should resemble that of a squid. Squid are generally quite large, probably ten to several tens of meters long."

"So long!" He Bing gasped, his eyes filled with shock.

Once this thing gets ashore, it'll be a bit terrifying.

He Bing frowned and said, "I'll visit your research institute another day."

"Okay, let me know when you come, and I'll take you to see it."

"Row."

He Bing watched Ma Di's departing figure, his eyes filled with worry.

Returning to Factory Building No. 2 of the military factory, one of the production lines was producing armor-piercing projectiles.

There are a total of ten bullet production lines within the entire camphor tree territory.

One is in the Northwest, two are in the oil city, one is in the North, and the remaining six bullet production lines are all located at the headquarters base.

In addition to bullet production lines, they also have three artillery shell production lines.

It can produce small and medium-sized shells, and all three shell production lines are located at the headquarters.

Since discovering that only armor-piercing bullets could penetrate the skulls of the King Kong zombies, He Bing set up a production line specifically for producing armor-piercing bullets.

A month ago, the military factory was already operating at full capacity, producing ammunition at all costs.

Although the camphor tree already has a massive stockpile of hundreds of millions of bullets, it's always good to have extra ammunition in case of the impending zombie outbreak.

"Director He, what's wrong?" Xue Zhihua, the person in charge of Factory No. 2, came over and asked.

After thinking for a moment, He Bing said:
"Adjust the third bullet production line to produce white phosphorus bullets."

"The fourth bullet production line will be converted to produce high-explosive shells."

"The fifth production line has been repurposed to produce thermite incendiary bombs."

"We'll keep one standard bullet for production, but we'll also prepare more of other types of ammunition, such as flares."

"Never mind, go and call Lao Zhou and the others over. We need to have a little meeting."

Xue Zhihua, puzzled, scratched his head and said, "Oh, okay, I'll go right now."

He Bing did this in preparation for the sea fog and raging zombie waves he would face in the future.

Although many types of mutated zombies have been discovered, these zombies do not mean that all zombies that come ashore will be like this.

There are also likely many types of zombies lurking beneath the sea.

Therefore, they prepare more different types of ammunition and make more preparations so that they can have countermeasures when facing different mutated zombies.

Oil City.

The first transport convoy arrived nearby.

They brought oil from the northwest, but the convoy didn't unload anything.

They didn't even get into the oil city.

On the construction site of Edge City, workers building the perimeter wall saw a convoy of transport vehicles drive by.

I couldn't help but feel a little curious.

"What's going on here? Wasn't this convoy supposed to be coming from the Northwest? Why isn't it heading this way?"

"I don't know either. I guess it's some kind of special mission."

"Stop fucking chatting and give me the wrench, this is getting out of the mold!"

First transport team.

Zuo Ruxue was holding a kitten in her arms, and she gently stroked the kitten's head.

The kitten was quite cute, with a pair of round, bright eyes.

"Sister, Simba is so cute." Bugu said with a smile, looking at the kitten in Zuo Ruxue's arms.

"Come here, let Auntie give you a hug!"

As Bugu spoke, he reached out to pick up the kitten, but the kitten clearly didn't want to.

The four limbs gripped Zuo Ruxue's arm, but the claws were not exposed.

Zuo Ruxue stroked the cat's head and smiled:

"He doesn't want to."

The cuckoo stared at the kitten and asked:
"Sis, where did you get this cat?"

"The minister gave it to me," Zuo Ruxue explained.
"Do you remember Minister Li had a big orange cat before?"

Cuckoo nodded and said, "I remember, but this cat looks only a few months old, and it's white."

Zuo Ruxue shook her head and said:

"Later, Minister Li got a female cat from the headquarters base, and it had several kittens with Minister Li's big orange cat. This kitten was born to that female cat."

She looked out the window at the woods, which were dry and leafless.

The prolonged high temperatures and drought, which lasted for more than half a year, caused the earth to crack and large areas of trees to die.

Along the way, most of the forests were bare of leaves.

Only a very few drought-resistant or lakeside trees can survive in such an arid environment.

Following the car convoy all day, raising a kitten would be nice too.

The cuckoo interrupted Zuo Ruxue's daze:

"Sis, why haven't you stopped in the oil city these past few times?"

Zuo Ruxue came to her senses and said:

"A quarter of the supplies on the train are steel rails, which need to be transported to the railway."

"The remaining majority of the oil will be sent to the headquarters base. The headquarters base cannot produce oil, and it needs oil in fields such as chemical engineering."

Furthermore, as the first base to face the sea fog, the headquarters base definitely needs to store a large amount of oil as a precaution. After all, the oil-based defense method used previously has been quite effective against various types of zombies.

It's not just our convoy; the other two convoys, whenever they go to the Northwest, transport the vast majority of their oil to the headquarters base.

After hearing this, Bugu's heart sank.

"Do you think we can hold out this time? I heard that the zombies in the ocean have changed a lot."

Zuo Ruxue nodded firmly and said:

"You're asking the wrong question! Haven't we, the Great Camphor Tree, been through enough? We've overcome so many difficulties before, let alone this one!"

Seeing the confident Zuo Ruxue, Bugu's mood immediately improved.

"Sister, you're right. No matter what difficulties we encounter, we can overcome them!"

It wasn't just them who thought this way; the vast majority of people in the camphor tree faction thought this way.

Over the past eight years, they have experienced many ups and downs, but they have persevered.

Two hours later.

The sun was swallowed by the horizon, and the sky suddenly darkened.

As we entered October, it got dark much faster than before.

However, the temperature did not change much.

After arriving in Macheng, they got off the highway.

Heading towards the railway on the outskirts of Macheng.

After crossing a road overgrown with weeds, they finally arrived at the repaired railway.

More than a dozen powerful searchlights were fired from the buildings on both sides of the railway.

The entire railway was illuminated as if it were daylight.

On the railway, a large number of railway workers are repairing the tracks.

"The transport convoy has arrived!"

Upon hearing the news through his communicator, Zhang Yunxiang, the person in charge of the northern section of the railway repair, immediately ran towards the transport convoy.

"Old Song, wake up those workers who are resting and have them move the rails down!"

"Go now! Their transport convoy won't stay for long."

As Zhang Yunxiang ran, he told his men to quickly prepare manpower to move the steel rails.

Upon arriving at the convoy, he immediately waved to it.

"This way, this way!"

Upon seeing Zhang Yunxiang, Xiao Hu immediately directed the convoy to drive towards him.

Soon, Lao Song brought a large group of workers over to move the goods.

The convoy remained stationary; the space was too small to drive any further in.

Old Song directed the workers to work together to unload the steel rails from the train.

the other side.

Zhang Yunxiang arrived at Xiao Hu's side to hand over the work.

Xiao Hu handed over the list of steel rails, saying, "Take a look, and check the numbers after you've finished moving them."

Zhang Yunxiang took the list, glanced at it, and handed it to a level-two supervisor behind him.

"Go and compare the numbers."

"Yes."

After arranging all this, Zhang Yunxiang looked at Xiao Hu and said:

"Captain Xiao, you must be tired from the journey, have a cigarette."

As he spoke, he handed Xiao Hu a cigarette.

Xiao Hu saw that it was a corn silk cigarette and instinctively wanted to refuse, but he didn't want to go against Zhang Yunxiang's good intentions.

So I took it and lit it.

He took two puffs and then coughed violently.

Perhaps because I've gotten used to smoking regular tobacco in the last few months, I'm finding it a bit hard to get used to smoking these corn silk cigarettes.

"You guys are pretty fast! It's almost 200 kilometers from Macheng to the oil city!"

Zhang Yunxiang also took a rare break. He smoked a cigarette, and the smoke was especially clear under the spotlight.

"It's alright. The southern section, near Shanzimo, is almost finished with the repairs to Jishi."

Xiao Hu smoked a cigarette made of corn silk, his mouth feeling incredibly bitter.

He smacked his lips and asked:

"Isn't it almost halfway done? Or a third? That's pretty fast, only a month. At this rate, it should be finished in three months at most, right?"

Zhang Yunxiang smiled wryly:

"That's not how it's calculated. Shan Zimo started construction from the headquarters base, while I started construction from the oil city. The two sections of road we're currently building aren't severely damaged, so the progress is fast."

Once we reach the Yangtze River, the railway will likely need to be rebuilt, which will slow down the journey.

"Oh, I see." Xiao Hu flicked his cigarette ash, accidentally knocking the cigarette butt away.

The cigarette butt, still glowing, traced a graceful arc before landing in the nearby grass.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Yunxiang quickly ran over and stomped out the cigarette butt.

"The weather is too dry. A few days ago, a supervisor was smoking and flicking his cigarette butt around, which caused a forest fire. Ashes were everywhere, and the workers couldn't work properly!"

"It's best to be careful."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Hu looked somewhat embarrassed.
"It's my fault, I'm sorry."

Zhang Yunxiang waved his hand, "You didn't do it on purpose."

The two chatted idly, and an hour later, all the steel rails were moved down thanks to the workers' efforts.

Once Xiao Hu saw that everything had been moved down, he stopped arguing with Zhang Yunxiang.

"Mr. Zhang, I'm leaving."

"Alright, goodbye Captain Xiao."

Facing the extremely polite Zhang Yunxiang, Xiao Hu, a rough and unrefined man, coughed and awkwardly said, "Goodbye."

This cultured person is quite polite.

Hey!
The convoy set off again, heading towards the headquarters.

These days, all departments of the Big Camphor Tree organization are making contingency plans for the sea fog.

The military industry department, in conjunction with the zombie research institute, is conducting research on new weapons.

The Natural Disaster Research Institute, in conjunction with the chemical industry, is mass-producing large quantities of catalysts and other materials.

The infrastructure department is even busier:

The city was surrounded by 12 fortresses, equipped with super flamethrowers on the walls, and had railway tracks to ensure safe transport.
Even the water source of the waterworks has been renovated and protected to prevent damage to the water intake when sea fog or zombies attack.

Reinforce, reinforce, and reinforce again!
And in these preparations

The large-scale external search operation of the big camphor tree

National Infrastructure Construction Plan

Reconstruction of the North, Development of the Eastern Paradise

Expansion of planting area – construction of plantations outside the city

And the construction of the edge city between the oil city and the headquarters base of the big camphor tree,

Furthermore, the industrial forces of the Great Camphor Tree were frantically expanding their factories and upgrading them.

and many more.

A series of engineering projects are underway.

Meanwhile, their external publicity campaigns have never stopped.

The number of survivors pouring into the various branch bases of the Great Camphor Tree is also increasing.

The entire camphor tree area was like a car speeding along a flat highway, with its engine at full throttle.

(End of this chapter)