New Industrial Zone.
The workshop of Goblin Technology.
In the factory where various parts are piled up, there is a punk-looking three-wheeled motorcycle parked.
Unlike ordinary motorcycles, this thing not only has half-person-high tires, but the engine that drives the tires is also ridiculously large. Because the height of the engine exceeds the seat, it has to be installed on the side of the motorcycle and carried by an extra wheel. From a distance, it looks like a three-wheeled motorcycle with a convex front and a convex back.
The shape of the engine is also quite unique. It is shaped like a stove for roasting sweet potatoes. There is a round feed port on the top. If it is placed alone on the roadside, it can easily be mistaken for an outdoor trash can.
But in fact, the overly spacious feed port is deliberately designed to make it easier for the driver to add firewood.
Walking beside the manager, Mosquito excitedly introduced his new invention to him.
"This is a wood-fired engine designed for the terrain near Qingquan City, modeled after the engine of the Legion's standard light truck!"
"After some simple improvements, it is now more adaptable to bumpy environments than before. Even if it jumps up and down in a mud pit, it can ensure that the engine will not accidentally shut down. Our soldiers no longer have to hold the butt of the gun against the wood in the feed port!"
"And this motorcycle is also a masterpiece of our goblin technology. I call it 'Death Breath'!"
"How is it? Doesn't it look cool?"
In a sense, it is really cool.
But Chu Guang thinks that the name is somewhat unlucky, as if the person sitting on it is destined to never come back.
But putting these aside, this thing is still quite interesting. The principle of the engine is probably similar to that of a pot camel machine.
The trash can-shaped feed port is connected to an iron bucket-like device and pipeline. After the wood is fed into the feed port, it is dried in the process of slow sedimentation, and then cracked by the internal heat, incompletely burned in limited oxygen, and the carbon on the surface reacts with water and oxygen to produce a mixed gas containing hydrogen, methane, and carbon monoxide, which is finally introduced into the engine through a metal condenser.
The principle after this is similar to other natural gas engines, including the piston and cylinder structure, etc.
Three kilograms of wood is equivalent to one liter of gasoline, which is enough for this motorcycle to run 20 kilometers, which is equivalent to consuming 15 kilograms of wood per 100 kilometers. It is not only easy to use but also cheap.
After all, the last thing lacking in this wasteland is wood.
In fact, this thing cannot be regarded as Mosquito's recent invention. After all, he had been tinkering with firewood vaporization in the carpenter's hut a long time ago.
The Molotov cocktails used by players in the early days, as well as the flamethrower he used himself, were all made of byproducts of firewood vaporization.
After carefully examining this unique motorcycle for a while, Chu Guang looked at Mosquito and continued to ask.
"What is the maximum speed of this motorcycle?"
Mosquito said in a positive tone.
"100 mph is no problem! But I don't recommend driving that fast. With the road conditions outside, I'm afraid a bump will make it fly."
Chu Guang nodded to show his understanding.
Although he has never ridden a motorcycle, he has ridden an electric car, and he can imagine the scene with a little imagination.
"Not bad."
"Although there are still many areas that need improvement, it's already good to be able to do it like this."
"With this thing, our mobility on the battlefield will be greatly improved. Thank you for your contribution to the revival of the Human Alliance."
Unexpectedly, his invention was praised so highly by the faction leader, and Mosquito's face suddenly showed a flattered expression.
Restraining his excitement, he said excitedly.
"It's my honor to share your worries!"
Order!
Silver coins!
The most important thing is that his invention has been recognized!
Mosquito couldn't help but burst into tears when he thought about his masterpiece being put on the NPC store and picked by players from all servers.
Who else dared to say his invention was useless?
Who else dared to say his creation was redundant?
Hmm?
Just ask who else!
Chu Guang looked at Mosquito, who was suddenly excited, strangely, but didn't say anything, but continued to ask about production.
"Is this engine difficult to make? And that... uh, 'Death Breath' motorcycle, how much can be produced in a month?"
Mosquito said with a grin.
"No trouble! As long as the material supply is sufficient and the orders from the steel plant can be arranged, it will be no problem to assemble one in three days! If it's fast, two days will do!"
Three days.
A little slow.
I'm afraid I will miss the current battle.
But Chu Guang also knew that there was nothing he could do about it.
If you want to carry out large-scale production, you need to consume a lot of manpower and physical resources. At present, 80% of the manpower and material resources of the new industrial zone are concentrated on the production of weapons, equipment and ammunition. No matter how much you mobilize, you can't make something out of thin air.
As for vehicles, they can only be put on the second priority for the time being.
However, what makes Chu Guang happy is that Mosquito seems to have come to his senses recently. He finally began to consider abandoning the production model of small workshops, adapting to the needs of the "version", hiring other players and natives, and learning from Factory No. 81 to become bigger and stronger.
This is undoubtedly a good start.
...
An order was issued to Goblin Technology through VM.
After leaving Goblin Technology, Chu Guang went to the No. 81 Steel Plant for a tour and then returned to the outpost.
However, not long after he returned to the base, he saw Wrench walking towards him with a serious expression.
"Sir! The patrol team you deployed in the northeast has sent a message that they have witnessed a large number of predators in the area from the Zhongzhou Space Ecological Experimental Base to the Dongliu Camp."
"They should be coming from the southern suburbs of Tianshui City!"
Are they finally here?
For some reason, after hearing this news, Chu Guang was relieved instead of nervous.
It is better for the Black Snake to launch an attack at this time than to delay it for a month, and he and Vanus had expected that they would take action in advance.
It seems that the predators want to spend the winter in the cell.
Very good.
Chu Guang looked at Wrench and ordered calmly.
"Mobilize all soldiers."
"Deploy according to the plan made the night before!"
Wrench's face became serious and he accepted the order.
"Yes! Sir."
...
Northeast of Qingquan City.
A convoy of 20 light trucks, eight armored pickup trucks and a tank was now twisting and turning in a vast expanse of white snow, slowly creeping forward.
In addition to the vehicles, there were hundreds of looters and nearly a thousand slaves in shackles on both wings of the convoy.
Because they brought all their belongings with them, they marched very slowly.
From time to time, trucks would get stuck in the snow or stuck in the terrain due to bad road conditions, and slaves had to lift the trucks.
So the looters walking nearby had to slow down and wait for these bulky guys.
Sitting in the back seat of an armored pickup truck, Black Snake's expression was a little impatient, and he couldn't help but urge the driver.
"How long will it take us to get there?"
The driver holding the steering wheel answered nervously.
"We should be able to get there before dark, sir."
Before dark...
It seems that we have to spend another night in the snow tonight.
Knowing that it was useless to urge, Black Snake cursed in his heart and continued to wait patiently.
The night before yesterday, the scouts he sent to the south found that a fierce battle broke out in the direction of Changjiu Farm, and a flare was seen rising into the night sky.
Although he did not see the specific battle situation clearly, his scouts reported that there were at least 300 people or even more people exchanging fire there.
Two to three teams of 100 people.
It seems that his old friend Lion Fang saw his mind and was determined to get ahead of them this time, pushing the troops 20 kilometers south before the snow melted, and directly eating up a large area of land in the northern suburbs of Qingquan City.
Black Snake knew that he had to take action.
If he continued to wait and waited until spring to take action, I am afraid he would not even have a mouthful of soup to drink.
Sitting next to Black Snake, Vides said cautiously.
"It's not a good idea to march in the snow. Our armored forces can't take advantage of mobility in the half-meter thick snow."
Whether it's an armored pickup truck, a tank, or two 100mm howitzers towed by a truck.
These heavy equipment will get stuck in the snow if they are not careful, and once they are stranded in an inappropriate place, they may become live targets.
However, Black Snake didn't care, or didn't take this warning to heart at all.
Judging from the strength shown by the survivors in the first two battles in the northern suburbs, at most they were at the level of two hundred-man teams.
And there were four of those things next to him alone, and six had already set off to explore the way ahead of the large army.
Unable to take advantage of mobility?
Joke.
Does he need that thing?
In the face of absolute power, he only needs to put the muzzle into their faces, and they will naturally surrender with their armor and weapons thrown away.
"The snowstorm has stopped, and the most difficult time is over. Our infantry will clear the obstacles ahead, and our armored forces and supply trains will follow. If things go well, we'll be able to move into their houses and sleep in their beds tomorrow night."
Vides asked.
"What if the situation is not optimistic?"
"Then the day after tomorrow," Black Snake patted Vides' shoulder with a happy expression on his face, "Don't worry, my friend, I know you like careful plans, but sometimes the ability to adapt to circumstances is also important."
Vides shook his head and said.
"This is not a war, this is gambling."
"Gambling? I don't hate this word."
Black Snake continued with a smile.
"I know what you are worried about. If our front-line troops are attacked, our tanks can't rush up, right?"
Vides: "..."
Without waiting for the staff officer to speak, Black continued to ask and answer himself.
"This worry is completely unnecessary. We are not the only ones who are experiencing heavy snow. They are the same. No matter how long my battle line is, it is still within the range of artillery fire. Without vehicles, they will be like grasshoppers trapped in the snow, and will be pinned to death by our artillery!"
"What if they choose to attack our rear?" Vides couldn't help but say, "If I were them, I would never be stupid enough to rush from the front."
A trace of displeasure appeared on Black Snake's face.
Although this staff officer can occasionally provide some very constructive suggestions, sometimes his words are really unpleasant.
In particular, he does not think that attacking his rear is a good idea.
"Do you think I haven't considered this situation? Otherwise, why would I leave four hundred-man teams behind? Even if we take a step back, they miraculously bypass our front troops and appear behind us, these four hundred-man teams are enough to drown them."
Besides, this is impossible.
This cold winter is equal to everyone.
People can't fall from the sky.
In order to bypass the six centurions who were searching, they could only go around from the east, and they had to go around a long way.
Conservatively speaking, their marching route would be extended to 30 kilometers, and during this period they would cross large areas of snow, as well as scattered forests and ruins.
By the time they took the trouble to go around to the rear, their armored forces might have already entered the urban area of Qingquan City!
And even if they really got to the back, it wouldn't matter.
Even if the tank got stuck in the snow, at most it would get stuck on its tracks, and it wouldn't affect its turret.
With the cooperation of the four centurions, the dense bullets and shells would slap the damn bugs to death on the snow like slapping flies!
He had been waiting for this day for more than a month!
After listening to Black Snake's words, Vides chose to remain silent because he really didn't know what to say.
Not sending everyone to the front only showed that he was not stupid, but it didn't mean that it was a smart enough decision.
If this guy were to be the commander of the expeditionary force, they would not be able to last even a week, and the million-strong army would be wiped out in three days.
Vides sighed silently in his heart, and now he could only pray that the other side was also a group of amateurs.
However, for some reason.
Whenever he thought about this, he felt uneasy.
This was the intuition he had developed when fighting against the people of the Great Rift Valley on the northern line, and this intuition had helped him avoid danger countless times.
Will it really be so smooth?
…
At this moment, whether it was Vides or Black Snake, or the patrol team following the convoy, no one noticed that on the snow slope 3 kilometers away to the east, a pair of eyes were staring at them intently.
With gauze wrapped in front of the telescope, Ye Shi, who was lying in the snow, restrained his excitement, stretched out his frozen index finger, and pressed it on the unique headphones.
"Attention, team leaders! The target has passed the A marked area and is moving towards the C area on the map... They should be going to the inter-provincial highway."
"You will definitely not let this big fish pass, right?"
In a sleeping bag not far away, Kuangfeng, who was offline, was sleeping. He would have to log off and call Kuangfeng up later.
They have been on duty here for two days.
In these two days and two nights, the two of them have not returned to the base once.
Ye Shi himself didn't know how he persisted!
The voices of the team leaders came from the communication channel.
Canyon Mole: "Fuck! It's not going from here again!"
Midnight Killing Chicken: "It's time to work, brothers!"
In the snowy field 5 kilometers away from the target, the commander of the spring water standing next to the truck returned to the co-pilot seat and pushed the battlefield atmosphere group sitting in the driver's seat.
"Drive, let's go to area C. Don't get too excited when you see people later, stop the car before fighting."
"Are you here? Damn, this mission is really long... I almost lost the connection." Battlefield Man shook his head and started the engine.
Fountain Commander ignored him and pressed his index finger on the headset.
"Transferring deployment, target area C... Calling Edge Team, those people are heading straight in your direction, I'm afraid you will be the first to go this time."
Next to the inter-provincial highway 4 kilometers away from the target.
A team of players wearing white camouflage crawled in the snow, with a forest behind them and a gentle slope in front of them.
This is the closest road to the inter-provincial highway.
Edge reached out and pressed the headset and answered calmly.
"Got it."
After ending the communication, he looked at his comrades who were eager to try behind him, took a deep breath slowly, and said with a serious expression.
"Brothers, the enemy is heading straight for us, and there are only 4 kilometers left."
"This will be the center of the battlefield."
After saying that, he looked at the construction site boy and brick.
"...Brother Brick, you aim at the tank tracks and shoot. No matter if you hit it or not, change your position immediately after firing a shot. If the tracks are broken, don't worry about it, leave it to Big Eyes."
With a nearly two-meter-long "cavalry rifle" in front of him, the construction site boy and brick said excitedly.
"Leave it to me!"
"+1," Big Eyes took out the small robot from his backpack, confirmed that the explosives were tied, and laughed and continued, "By the way, will it open this time? I bet"
"Go away!"
"Bet you, you crow mouth! You are the only one who talks too much, hurry up and put the robot in front!"
Seeing that it caused public outrage, Big Eyes coughed dryly.
"I'm just joking."
This will be a tough battle.
The enemies they will face will be several times more than the last time.
However, no one is afraid.
Edge could feel the excitement and courage flashing in the pupils beside him.
They would stop all the robbers here.
Want to go over?
Then give it a try!
Edge glanced at the VM on his arm.
A line of light blue text appeared on the screen.
[Mission: Operation codename "Spring Thunder"]
This thunder.
Will shatter all the darkness!