Looking at the spider web that looked like the Eight Trigrams, Zhang Xiaoqiang's mind flashed with a senseless thought, could it be that the Eight Trigrams was created by Fuxi out of boredom when he saw the spider web?
From the spider web to the Eight Trigrams, from the Eight Trigrams to the Book of Changes, and finally to the battle formations of ancient times. It seemed like there was a battle with the Eight Trigrams in the Three Kingdoms movies …..
"What a pity, if only we could find a natural barrier, we would be able to block the zombies at our doorstep …."
He Wen Bin's sigh interrupted Zhang Xiaoqiang's wild thoughts, a light flashed in his mind, and Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly sat up and looked at He Wen Bin: "What did you just say?
Say it again? "
"Eh, Zhang Xiaoqiang, I said that it would be good if there was a natural barrier, that way we can guard it, no matter how many zombies there are, they wouldn't be able to cross, thinking back to the five heroes of Lang Ya Mountain …."
"Don't bullshit with me, say it again, I remember there's more."
Zhang Xiaoqiang was a little anxious, that light only flashed for a moment before disappearing without a trace, now that he wanted to find that feeling, he could not sit still and think of a solution?
"That's what I'm saying, if there was a natural barrier, the zombies wouldn't be able to cross, and I wouldn't have to risk my life fighting the zombies at my doorstep …."
"Oh right!" Zhang Xiao Qiang jumped up from the ground and started pacing around. He would occasionally use his hands to draw on the map, and at other times, he would lower his head and mutter something. Finally, he looked at He Wen Bin with a burning gaze and said: "Go down and tell Old Frank, all the work on the outer wall is to stop immediately."
He Wen Bin was dumbfounded, he looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang in a daze and asked: "Stop?
Just a little bit more?
You're giving up just like that? "
Zhang Xiaoqiang nodded his head and said: "Stop immediately, we're not going to repair it, at least not for now. We'll repair it after the zombie horde has passed, we'll repair something else for now."
He Wen Bin walked out to look for Old Frank as though he was sleepwalking. He did not understand what he could build in the short span of a few days to block the zombies.
Zhang Xiaoqiang kept pointing and making gestures on the map. He kept drawing on it with a pencil. Finally, he threw away the pencil in his hand. An irregular Eight Trigrams appeared on the map in front of him. To be precise, it was a crooked spider web …
"Hurry, hurry, hurry … Go over there. Bring the excavator over there. I don't care what method you use, just dig that piece out for me. You can't exceed the time limit."
After Old Frank finished, he did not look at the ashen faced engineer anymore, he turned to look at the group of skinny people dressed in ragged clothes.
"If you guys want to rely on us to survive, then you have to put in some effort. I don't care if you guys are some small leaders or not, there can only be one leader here, and that is Zhang Xiaoqiang. I'll give you guys a chance now, bring your men to dig for me. As long as you guys work fast and do a lot, I guarantee that you guys will be able to eat your fill. If you guys can't do it, then you will never be able to eat your fill. Do you understand?"
The group of people hurriedly nodded their heads. They looked at the ferocious look on Old Frank's face and could not help but shiver.
"Listen up, why aren't you going!
Are you guys waiting to eat bullets! "
Old Frank suddenly roared at the group of people in front of him. Because he was too angry, the saliva in his mouth splattered all over the faces of the people standing at the front.
In an instant, the group of people dispersed and ran towards their former subordinates. As they ran, they shouted: "Hurry, hurry up and get to work, we'll be able to eat our fill."
After Old Frank sent the group of refugees away, he looked at Zhang Huai An who was standing at the side. Today, Old Frank had been forced into a corner by Zhang Xiaoqiang's orders, and no matter who he looked at, as long as they were in his hands, they would definitely be unlucky.
Seeing Old Frank glaring at him with eyes that looked like he wanted to eat him up, Zhang Huai An swallowed his saliva guiltily and puffed out his chest as he shouted at Old Frank: "If you have something to say, if I can't do it, I'll twist my own head off and let you use it as a stool."
It was not that Zhang Huai An was afraid, but it was because Zhang Xiaoqiang had given the orders. Today, Old Frank was in charge of everything in the base, and whoever was disobedient would be fed to the zombies. Zhang Huai An did not want to be the chicken for the monkeys to see.
"I don't care about anything else, but you have to prepare the petrol for me. If there's even a drop missing, you can find a rope to hang yourself to prevent yourself from being fed to the zombies."
"Sure, no problem, I've already prepared it, if there's anything else, just say it." When Zhang Huai An heard that it was just an hour, he immediately took on the responsibility.
"Also, I've already marked you to the east 200m boundary, I've already used a white line to draw a circle on the ground. Bring your subordinates and dig, if there's even a meter missing, you'll have to find a rope …."
Ignoring Zhang Huai An who left with a sullen face, Old Frank looked at Wang Le who was deep in thought as he walked. Maybe because he was deep in thought, there was a large hole in front of him, and Wang Le was walking towards it.
Old Frank rushed forward and pulled Wang Le back. Wang Le was still unhappy from being disturbed, but before he could get angry, he saw that one of his legs was still hanging above the hole.
"Are you able to prepare the thing that I want?" Old Frank did not care about Wang Le's gratitude and asked his own question.
"It's not easy, you want a half open pipe that can withstand gravity. That way, I'll have to slowly saw through a PPR pipe from the middle, but you know, plastic is plastic, it will change shape when I use a cutting machine. If it's a galvanized steel pipe, I won't be able to saw through it. There's not much, and I won't be able to complete it in the stipulated time!"
Hearing Wang Le's words, Old Frank became anxious and shouted at Wang Le: "I don't care, even if you have to steal it, you have to get it back for me. If Zhang Xiaoqiang wants my head, I'll hug you and die together. If it really doesn't work, then you can use cement to make it, even if it doesn't dry, it's fine."
"Use cement to pour it out?
That's not a bad idea, but you have to give me 100 men, as long as 100, I guarantee that I can do it. "
Wang Le was moved by Old Frank's idea, and pulled Old Frank's hands and said anxiously.
Old Frank flung his hand away and pointed at Wang Le's nose: "I don't have a single one, I really want to ask for them from you …."
Before Old Frank could finish, Wang Le was stunned. He only had 30 men under him, and he would not be able to make a thousand cement pipes in one go even if he was beaten to death.
Wang Le looked at Old Frank in despair and said: "Old Frank, I won't be able to get through this, Zhang Xiaoqiang gave me a death order. Why don't you take out your gun and let me die a quick death? Take it as my thanks to you."
Wang Le was prepared to let Old Frank finish him off, but Old Frank was filled with disdain. He rolled his eyes and looked towards Bamboo Hill. At that moment, Zhang Xiaoqiang was looking down at the crowd. Old Frank's actions were subconscious, but who knew that his glance would give him a solution.
"You don't have to die, quickly bring your men and tools to Bamboo Hill."
Wang Le looked at Bamboo Hill stiffly and said: "Don't tell me you want us to all go to Bamboo Hill and commit suicide?"
Old Frank kicked Wang Le's butt and pointed at Bamboo Hill and scolded him: "You can chop down the bamboo, break through the bamboo joints, then saw off the top layer, wouldn't that be the thing I told you about?"
Wang Le wasn't stupid to begin with, it was just that he had stumbled into a dead end. When he heard Old Frank's words, he jumped up from the ground and hugged Old Frank for a kiss, then turned and ran.
"Pei pei pei …." Old Frank spat out his saliva in disgust as he looked at Fat Chef who was watching by the side. Fat Chef immediately pretended to be listening attentively.
"Your mission is to bring your kitchen maids to boil water and prepare meals. Now, you do not have any time to rest. My men are working in groups of 18 hours, and you have to prepare food 24 hours a day. Furthermore, it has to be hot, can you do it?"
"I guarantee that I will complete the mission. If I can't do it, I will bring my head to see you." Fat Chef said with an imposing manner.
Old Frank dismissed Fat Chef and looked at the last person standing beside him, Lu Ren Yi. He looked at Lu Ren Yi with a face full of killing intent and said: "Bring 10 men to patrol along the construction site. If you see anyone slacking off, kill them without a warning."
With that, Old Frank looked at Lu Ren Yi who had a troubled expression and continued: "You should know what the situation is like outside. Unless it's the last resort, I won't be able to do it. But if we are a step slower, we will die without a complete corpse. Even if Zhang Xiaoqiang will bring you and run, will he bring your wife?"
Hearing this, Lu Ren Yi's face turned green. He gritted his teeth and pulled out his Type 54 pistol before walking towards the busy construction site. Lu Ren Yi brought 10 fully armed team members to patrol the site. Each member had an electronic loudspeaker in their hands, and they repeatedly broadcasted: "Those who slack off …. Kill …. Those who try to cheat …. Kill …. Those who fail to complete the mission …. Kill!"
As the team members spread out in the middle of the construction site, the loudspeaker's broadcast could be heard throughout the entire construction site. The previously bustling construction site was now filled with an austere atmosphere.