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Chapter sixty-fifth of the pain (6)

The Taohuayuan Scenic Area has achieved the most independent research and development achievements in military preparations, which is nothing more than relying on the foundation accumulated in the past to make it rich and convenient to obtain materials.

Regarding actual hands-on ability, Wu Han's ability to build guns and cannons is far from his superb cooking skills. Even if the local cannon, which represents the level of military technology development in the 19th century, is without ready-made seamless steel pipes and welding processing equipment, the final finished product will have to be regressed for several centuries.

It is easier to hide his weakness than to show off his ugly character. How could Wu Han say that it has been in the society for many years? However, Zhao Manxiong's sincerity is too great. At this moment, his sincere words almost make the listeners cry, and Wu Han can't refuse. Although he was very self-aware and repeatedly refused, until he confessed his level frankly, he could only be considered a novice. However, Zhao Manxiong was determined to be Wu Han, who was a treasure and refused to teach the tricks easily. Under Zhao Manxiong's skillful verbal suffocation, Wu Han was in a dilemma. Seeing that he could not beat Zhao Manxiong, Wu Han had to bite the bullet and briefly introduce the process of making earth cannons and making anti-infantry mines.

Wu Han only knew the various technical details of making weapons, but not the reason, so he was vague. If this introduction fell into the ears of an outsider, he would definitely be confused, but Zhao Manxiong could hear it as if he had already appreciated the Samadhi.

Although the waste acquisition is not very prominent, there are many closely related industries. On weekdays, it is necessary to maintain frequent business transactions with large and small enterprises such as steel factories and non-ferrous metal processing plants. Not to mention that they accidentally receive some scrap shells, bombs and other dangerous goods that are taboo. As long as they are not so unlucky that they are immediately stabbed into the bureau, most of the time, the bosses find someone to demolish them privately and return them to the furnace. Therefore, the waste dealers fiddling with weapons and ammunition is really not a news, and industry insiders know it.

When Zhao Manxiong used to handle hot potatoes of unknown origin, he had to take advantage of the late night and secretly call his confidants to do something to destroy the evidence, so as to avoid the trouble of being followed by the police. After years of practical experience, Zhao Manxiong is very knowledgeable about metal processing. He looked down on things like steel that lacked technical content.

The rich qualifications of working in the waste industry have given Zhao Manxiong a knowledge reserve and experience accumulation far beyond ordinary people. However, after listening to Wu Han's introduction, his round and fat face also looked like a bitter melon. Zhao Manxiong was so anxious that his hands were covered in sweat, and he said in his hands tightly holding the microphone:

"Brother Wu, it's not difficult to dig some scrap copper and iron into the ruins, but the best fuel on my hand is charcoal, not even a coke! I have to melt the metal and cast the cannon... Oh, this is very difficult. Oh, forget it, forget it, I will solve these troubles myself, I won't bother you. Today, let's not talk about this. Since you haven't started a radio station for a long time, I must not know a big news that happened recently!"

Now that all mankind is in the fierce power of nuclear winter, the survivors who are surviving have to curl up and survive in this increasingly cold world. The survivors around the world are blocked by the harsh natural environment and have almost returned to the Stone Age. The only difference between today and ancient times is that those survivors with radio communication capabilities. Although the number of radio stations is relatively small, these radio enthusiasts scattered among remote areas have been scattered in the remote areas, while struggling to survive, exchange of survival experiences and valuable intelligence with each other, which has become one of the most fashionable trends in this era of declining civilization.

When Wu Han heard Zhao Manxiong's mysterious words, hesitated and said:

"Big news? What kind of news is considered big? Could it be that the US government climbed out of the nuclear bunker and announced that it would advance the democratic and freedom process of all mankind? Otherwise, the Martians sent UFOs to provide humanitarian assistance to the people on earth?"

Wu Han's teasing words immediately made Zhao Manxiong, who was holding the microphone, slapped his thigh hard. His fat face was almost cramped when he smiled. He wiped the tears from his laughter and said:

"Oh, Brother Wu, you are so funny! It's so insignificant to not speak crosstalk, but unfortunately the guess is wrong. That's right. There is a small town in the interior of Australia with a population of more than 2,000 people not destroyed by a nuclear bomb. About ten days ago, the Australians somehow built a radio station, and they sent out the message and welcomed all survivors to their place.md, these guys are so lucky. Oh, it would be great if we had this luck."

Wu Han didn't say anything for a long time after learning of such a big news. Zhao Manxiong's inadvertent sigh rekindled Wu Han's huge doubts about the empty towns he witnessed on the day after the nuclear war broke out. Although human talent is high and low, there is also a difference between wisdom and stupidity in the upper and lower areas, Wu Han asked himself not the stupidest type. Although it is not related to the ultimate intelligence, it is only medium. Since this is the case, he wants to break the problem that cannot be solved even if he has no solution to his brain, it is probably difficult for ordinary people to find the answer. It is better not to hurt this brain.

Thinking of these completely clueless problems, Wu Han swallowed his words back to his mouth, and changed his words and said:

"Uh...it's good news, but it's useless to us unless we're relatives there."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Manxiong laughed knowingly. He laughed so happily. Wu Han naturally knew why Zhao Manxiong was so happy and laughed together. Everyone was just using this to vent their pressure. After all, there were many words in their hearts. As a leader, no matter how difficult or hard it was, he could not talk to the people around him. It would damage the authority of the leader. Only when facing people who were completely inconsistent and were in a relatively similar situation could they understand each other's depression and vent their depression into pleasure.

After a hearty laugh, Zhao Manxiong, who had recently become addicted to smoking, spit out a thin branch in his mouth, and then said half seriously and half jokingly:

"Brother, I heard that there are many people near the coast who are planning to build a ship to Australia. Do you think this can be accomplished?"

Some time ago, he was forced to lie in bed to recuperate. Wu Han's physical movements were limited and his thinking activities did not stop for a moment. Wu Han undoubtedly had been thinking about his future for a long time, and he said without hesitation:
Chapter completed!
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