"What?
Build a bridge?
Don't make things difficult for me. I've been fiddling with those two paratroopers all day. Where would I find the time to build a bridge? Is that something that can be built casually?
Besides … "
Wang Le carefully looked around him. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him and Zhang Huai'an, he whispered,
"It's not like you don't know that Zhang Xiaoqiang has been urging me every day to repair the paratroopers. Now that we're stuck, if we just let it go like this, all the work we've done before will be for naught …"
Zhang Huai'an's heart originally felt like it was being crushed by a huge rock, but when he heard Wang Le's words, he felt relieved. He understood that Zhang Xiaoqiang would definitely not object to the task of repairing the paratroopers before building the bridge. That way, the camp would have more time to make more preparations, and with more thorough preparations, the casualty rate might be greatly reduced.
"Mm, continue repairing the bridge. There's no rush in building the bridge now. Oh right, if you have time, make some more coffins."
When Wang Le heard that he was not allowed to build the bridge now, he immediately felt relieved and turned his attention elsewhere. When he heard that he was asked to make coffins, he did not think much of it and casually asked, "How many?"
"Fifty!"
After Zhang Huai'an finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the door, leaving behind a stunned Wang Le.
"Fifty?
F * ck, Zhang Huai'an, tell me clearly … "
Wang Le finally snapped out of his daze and shouted at Zhang Huai'an's back. Zhang Huai'an did not turn back. He raised his right arm and waved as he walked out the door. The moment he walked out, Wang Le clearly saw that Zhang Huai'an's back was slightly hunched.
Zhang Huai'an did not answer Wang Le's questions, so it was inevitable that Wang Le's thoughts ran wild. One moment, he thought that there was a huge commotion in the colony, and the next, he thought that Zhang Xiaoqiang was doing this to motivate his team members. In the end, he thought of Zhang Huai'an's hunched back, and the planned bridge that led to WH City. Thinking of this, Wang Le's face turned pale.
"Manager Wang, do you still have this material?
Also, where did you find it?
What kind of creature did it come from … "
A gentle female voice rang in Wang Le's ears. A beautiful woman was holding a piece of leather in her hand. Wang Le could not remember where he had thrown it. Wang Le was not moved by the woman's pitiful expression. He was really thinking about what was troubling him, so he casually said, "Go go go, find a place to squat, if there's nothing, don't bother me. Can't you see that I'm so busy?
I really don't know why Huang Tingwei sent you here … "
The woman was Xu Jing. Ever since she was thrown to Wang Le's repair shop by Zhang Xiaoqiang, there was a craze. The new subordinates that were assigned to Wang Le were always thinking about how to pursue Xu Jing. They did not put much effort into their original jobs. After experiencing the zombie sea, Wang Le was no longer the honest man he used to be.
He warned them twice, but seeing that no one listened to him, he drove the two guys who were the most out of line out of the camp. This made everyone realize one thing. Although beautiful women were good, it was not as important as a job. And Wang Le also hated the culprit, Xu Jing, so he usually did not give her a good face.
Moreover, Xu Jing's specialty was material science. She was a complete noob in practical operation. For this, Wang Le had the plan to return Xu Jing to Zhang Xiaoqiang. Wang Le's plan was seen through by Xu Jing. She begged Wang Le to let her go. From then on, Wang Le treated Xu Jing as an invisible person. He only added a pair of chopsticks when he ate. As for formally recognizing Xu Jing as a member of the repair shop, Wang Le had not thought about it.
Xu Jing could hear Wang Le's annoyance. She bit her lips and timidly retreated to the side. She held the rat skin tightly in her hand and did not want to let go. She got this seemingly ordinary piece of leather and found that it was far superior to any known material before the doomsday. This material was also a dream material that people could not obtain before the doomsday. She did not expect that it would be casually stuffed into a pipe by Wang Le like a rag.
Now that she had a good material, she had to make use of it. Xu Jing held the material in her hand and wanted to find some tools to study its characteristics and the highest damage rate. After searching for a long time, she realized that Wang Le didn't have the tools she wanted.
While Xu Jing was anxious, Huang Quan brought two team members into the repair shop. The team members carried a large wooden box. As the wooden box was opened, a strong smell of 84 disinfectant filled the air.
An incomplete humanoid skeleton lay in the wooden box. The skeleton had a lustrous luster, like jade or crystal. The joints were thick and thick, and the density was even. Although it was incomplete, it could be seen that every bone on it was in good condition. The other bones were missing, and there were no bones that were broken by brute force.
A huge skull lay on the top of the wooden box like a large watermelon. Its pitch-black eye sockets faced the sky, and a mouthful of sharp teeth crisscrossed each other. They seemed to be irregular, but judging from the density of the teeth, when they bit down, the force produced was enough to break Ren He's bones.
"Isn't this a D2?
Why did you send this kind of trash over? "
Wang Le could not recognize this toy that was not much bigger than a D2. He asked in surprise. At this point, even Wang Le did not look at D2 materials.
"It's not a D2, it's a D3. I was ordered to come over to hand it over.
Take a look, "Huang Quan said coldly as he glanced at the remains of the D3 in the wooden box. The current Huang Quan had become a cold-blooded soldier. He would not say anything that he should not say. When dealing with people, he would try to be concise and accurate. He did not want to waste his breath.
“D3？
Why is there only bones?
Where's the skin?
Where's the skin? "
Wang Le was agitated. He had always wanted to get his hands on the thick skin of the D3. It could withstand direct fire from a Type 40 rocket launcher. If he could cover Zhang Xiaoqiang's vehicle with the thick skin, wouldn't he not be afraid of small rocket launchers?
Huang Quan only said two words before turning around and leaving with his team members. Only Wang Le was left staring blankly at the bones. He muttered, "It's rotten?
It's actually rotten?
How is that possible? "
After muttering that, Wang Le kicked the wooden box and turned to leave. He did not want to take another look at it.
After Wang Le left, the miserable remains of the D3 lay silently in the wooden box. Xu Jing quietly made her way over. She curiously looked at the remains in the wooden box. She took out a pair of rubber gloves from her pocket and put them on. She carefully examined the bones. One of the ribs felt abnormally light in her hands.
Xu Jing took the ribs to a pair of pliers. She fixed the ribs in place and found a file to file the ribs. After a while, she found that there was not a single bit of bone left on the ribs. She then found a chisel and used a hammer to chisel the bones. In the end, she found that the chisel could only leave a hair-thin mark on the translucent surface of the bone.
In the end, she had to saw, pry, grind, and even burn it. After a long time, she was sure that she had found another incredible material. Moreover, this material was not even worthy of Wang Le's attention. Could it be that they had an even better material?
Wang Le's tools were relatively simple. Xu Jing remembered that there were some simple workshops in the colony. They were also simple, but many times better than this place. She wanted to take the material and examine it.
But then she remembered that she was not a free person. She felt depressed. She had a good material, but she could not analyze it. How could this beautiful female professor not feel anxious?
In her anxiety, the female professor remembered that she should be considered as Zhang Xiaoqiang's private property. It seemed that on the night of the murder, she was brought to Zhang Xiaoqiang, and her fate was decided by him.
Xu Jing was still afraid of Zhang Xiaoqiang. The blood on the ground, the corpses in the corner, and the strange smile on Zhang Xiaoqiang's face when he looked at the corpses made her feel guilty.
"To go or not to go, that is the question."
Xu Jing was conflicted for a long time. The fear in her heart could not overcome her desire to research new materials. She gritted her teeth and decided to see Zhang Xiaoqiang.