Late March.

The weather is good, and the sun shines on the earth on the continuous sunny days, bringing warmth to people. The heavy coat was taken off and replaced with casual clothes.

The unlocking of Cerberus made Lu Chuan feel good.

The biochemical plant has no product shipment needs, so when there is no manufacturing task, it does not need to be bothered at all.

With more energy, Lu Chuan still put it on the Bei'an New Area.

Thousands of zombies, they carried out Lu Chuan's orders day and night, and in two weeks, they almost built the wall. Although this wall is miserable, the height and width meet Lu Chuan's requirements.

The five-meter-high fence is already invisible from the outside.

The underground building complex in the center of the factory is also underway.

There are no machines, it doesn't matter, Lu Chuan sent out some non-humans, they are extremely powerful, and they are tireless, and they can carry out Lu Chuan's instructions twenty-four hours a day.

This kind of process is no slower than the process of owning a machine.

In two weeks, the area excavated below is already very huge. All the excavated earth was used to build the masonry wall, so you can't see the mud hill here.

Lu Chuan went in, and inside was a ramp that went down diagonally, not very long, and then there was a huge space.

The space is about seven meters high, which is the height of a two-story building.

The space is not completely hollow, but similar to a cave form, that is, a huge space becomes the center point, and then this center point spreads to form more small passages, leading to different sizes of space.

With this one, you don't need to worry about whether it will collapse.

From more than 100 zombies serving here at the beginning, it has gradually developed to more than 2,000 zombies digging and working here.

Such a huge corpse power has brought rapid progress.

"Looking at the situation, it only takes a month, and it can basically be done." Lu Chuan estimated, his face was full of proud smiles, although no one shared it with him, but it didn't matter, it was also a pleasure to enjoy himself.

When the time comes, move the survivors here, the place is made of dirt, but it is better to be safe, and it is better to be in the place.

Materially, there will certainly be no shortage.

What about the bedroom of the mud hole, it is equipped with a set of leather sofas, and a 100,000 yuan mousse mattress, how to come to luxury, the mud cave is the same as living in a refreshing atmosphere.

Lu Chuan predicts that the final square here will be 10,000 square meters, which is enough.

When the future is not enough, the matter of expansion is left to the survivors.

Once the survivors enter, it's time for the zombies to disappear.

The wall around the No. 1 factory building outside has not yet been enclosed, and it is necessary to wait until the survivors have moved underground before the zombies can enclose this section.

Otherwise, if the survivors in the factory see the zombies mixing the mortar to build the wall, won't they get themselves into insanity?

Seeing that everything was going on in an orderly manner, Lu Chuan was relieved.

It seems that this programming function of zombies is still very easy to use, which can allow you to control more zombies in a more way.

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As the weather warms up and the snow melts, the stronghold naturally regains some life.

At this time, it was in a commercial building in the center of the stronghold.

Several bigwigs in the stronghold have arrived, and although they are not on the right path with each other, at this moment, they are all smiling at each other and respecting each other. Behind the scenes, they all want to put the other party to death.

There is no way, in this last day of power and human desire, everyone wants to have only one voice, and this is their own voice.

This gathering, which is also funny, is nothing more than huddling together to keep warm.

The arrival of the harsh winter is a test for each other. A freak named Lu Chuan appeared in the stronghold this year, and no one knows how he came out, angrily smashing hundreds of tons of rice, so that very few people died in the stronghold this year.

But these rice that can't be harvested have the same effect on them as zero.

If you don't do anything, your subordinates are all open to eat, what should I do? In the severe winter, it is good to say that there is no way to dispatch, but after the severe winter, the current weather, if you don't go out to find something to eat, I am afraid that there is a shortage of food, and the troops under my command have to fry the pot.

Based on the experience of previous years, it will not work in silos.

Only when everyone works together to conquer one or two important locations can we have food.

As time goes by, there are fewer and fewer things to find in the city, and the dilemma of survival will become more severe. It is now the sixth year of the last days, and there is not much to eat in the city.

The five bigwigs in the stronghold will soon arrive.

Yi Zhanfei, Pang Yunfei, Gu Yang, Tan Chenghua, Lin Sen...... The five bigwigs who really controlled life and death in the stronghold sat down, but none of them said anything.

In previous years, Yi Zhanfei came to preside, but last year, his strength was seriously damaged and he had lost this qualification.

Not to mention Lin Sen, among the five bigwigs, he is the weakest and the least qualified to speak out. If it weren't for the fact that others didn't want to replace him for the time being, otherwise, with Lin Sen's strength, there would only be four bigwigs left in the stronghold.

Gu Yang coughed dryly, he was of medium height, cutting his head, and he looked very energetic. People who don't know still think that he is a strong man and a fierce man. It's a pity that people who know him don't think so.

"It's not a good idea for people to sit like this, I think, this place is good."

As soon as Gu Yang's voice fell, he swiped his hand, and a beam of light appeared in front of him, forming a real map. With a good work, the map is scaled back from a live-action map.

The use of AR technology is nothing new before the end of the world, like the map of Zhongzhou City, which is naturally there.

Gu Yang ordered a place, which was rapidly enlarged, presenting this area in front of everyone.

Although it is a real map, it is still accompanied by some text notes, such as what hotel, what road and other information, so that people know what kind of place it is.

Someone took the lead, and the location was appropriate, so naturally there was nothing to discuss.

As in previous years, one man dispatched a thousand people, forming an armed force of five thousand people. Who led the team, who produced how many aliens, and who had cooperated, all according to previous years, and there was no question of controversy.

Half a day, there are results.

So as soon as the three days of preparation arrived, this armed force of 5,000 men gathered outside the gates of the stronghold. Almost all mechanization, from heavy trucks, to modified buses, some SUV models and so on.

A team of 5,000 people, black pressed a large area.

In the nearby streets, I don't know how many survivors appeared, and they looked at this team with indifferent expressions.

The reason is very simple, the objects served by this team are the bigwigs, and the food brought back has nothing to do with their dime. Who cares about things that are not beneficial to themselves?

Many people know in their hearts that if it weren't for a person named Lu Chuan, how many people would not be able to survive this harsh winter?

No matter how indifferent the people of the last days are, in their hearts, they are more cordial to Lu Chuan than these bigwigs who manage them.

Some clever teams are also taking action, they will lead this strong team, the meat may not be eaten, but it is definitely okay to drink some soup.

At this time of the year, the team goes deeper into the city.

This is an opportunity, they can completely follow behind, and when the main force of the stronghold clears the streets, they will follow into some places next to it to get some useful points.

For a while, if the big stronghold, it all became lively.

Soon, after more than an hour of organization, a team of seven or eight thousand people left the stronghold and headed for the city.

Food is a problem that needs to be faced after every winter.

It doesn't matter if it's the upper or the lower.

At the same time as the team left, the team of spring ploughing was also organized. In the slave camps in the stronghold, a large number of slaves were gathered and began to distribute tasks before spring ploughing.

A large number of farm tools were distributed to them, and the number of slaves, accounting for almost one-third of the population of the stronghold, was very large.

In the cold winter, they only had one loaf of bread a day, and they were all skinny and skinny until now, and many of them could not even walk, but they had to hold tools with pale faces and prepare to go to the ground.

Agriculture in the last days cannot use machinery, but can only use the most primitive methods.

The flying zombies hovering in the sky, as soon as there is a sound, they will quickly pounce, and sometimes the cloud will form a large area. At such a time, it will be a disaster for the slaves who go down to the ground.

In the last few years, the survivors have long learned how to deal with these flying zombies, such as using primitive farming methods, and there will be no sound. Then dig a cover in the field, and once you find a flying zombie, you can hide in it as fast as you can.

The entrance and exit of the bunker are all covered with some green plants, as long as you enter, the flying zombies in the sky are difficult to find.

It is with these methods that we can barely cultivate here.

It's just this way, the area of cultivation is really limited, and the output of grain can only be enjoyed by the upper class.

But this method is not a panacea, and sometimes it will be discovered by flying zombies, which will bring death. It can be said that every grain of rice contains the blood of slaves.

Under the pressure of survival, people's wisdom is limitless, and various methods have been created.

In the colony, like animals waking up from winter, the survivors are becoming active and fighting for survival. If there is something to do, they are busy with things, and if there is no shortage of workers, they will try their luck.

The 100 tons of grain that Lu Chuan threw down allowed them to survive this harsh winter, and there was still a little surplus grain so that they could look for a job with confidence.

It's brutal in the stronghold, but it's not a dead end.

Spring is coming, and people seem to have a little more hope with the sunshine.

(Crackdown,Mistake,It's not updated.。。 Fortunately, I found it in time, or I would have broken it today. ）