When Song Ziyu said this, he could hardly suppress his excitement.
These scrapped machine tools are clearly a complete weapons production line.
If I could bring this thing to the wasteland world, wouldn't it be possible to build my own arsenal?
Although this matter is a bit difficult, I have never been so close to the weapons production line as I am today.
You know, in the Yuxia Kingdom, which has extremely strict controls, you have to face huge risks if you want to get guns and bullets, let alone start a weapons production line.
Normally I wouldn’t even think about having this opportunity!
If he hadn't gotten into the demolition project of the Southern Ordnance Factory by chance, he wouldn't have known there was such a huge opportunity here.
At present, all the firearms and bullets used by Longshan to support the scene were stolen from Dushan Shooting Range.
But now that all the expired ammunition at the shooting range has been destroyed, I have no source of replenishment in the future.
If you can build your own production line in Longshan, your rule in the wasteland world will be more stable!
After figuring this problem out, Song Ziyu decided to take stock of the machine tools in the workshop.
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"Brother, why did you buy these scrapped machine tools?" Mr. Zhu felt a little incredible. This master is a weirdo. Others play with cars and women. No matter how bad they are, they just plate walnuts or something. This little brother actually likes to plate walnuts. machine tool? Could it be that the little brother is a lathe?
Ye Qianqian on the side was also very curious, when did Song Ziyu still have this hobby.
Song Ziyu explained: "Don't get me wrong, I'm just interested in these things and I plan to make a collection."
"Your hobby is really weird." Mr. Zhu didn't take it seriously and just laughed and said: "But it doesn't matter, just take it if you like it."
At that moment, Mr. Zhu explained to the person in charge of the construction team.
In the next few days, Song Ziyu spent time at the demolition site, instructing workers to help them move the machine tools and equipment.
After the equipment was transferred out, it was put into a warehouse rented by Song Ziyu, and then it was transferred to the Longshan settlement.
Some of the mechanical equipment was too large for Song Ziyu to carry at one time, so he began to disassemble it. He disassembled the equipment into parts and brought them to Longshan for assembly. However, such foolish behavior is really not advisable. Song Ziyu is not an engineering student, and his mechanical skills are indeed poor. In addition, he can not carry enough things at a time, so he only moved a few machine tools after several days of transportation.
But the demolition project did not wait for him. The demolition company under the Panlong Group was rushing to meet the construction deadline, and many of the equipment were reimbursed and turned into scrap metal.
When Song Ziyu came to the Southern Machinery Factory again, it had been demolished into ruins.
Looking at the devastated scene, Song Ziyu wanted to find something useful, but there was no equipment or machine to search for treasure.
Just when he felt lost, Song Ziyu found an old man picking up garbage walking by with a pile of waste paper.
"Stop!" Song Ziyu shouted.
The old man trembled and looked at Song Ziyu with fearful eyes: "I didn't steal anything."
"Show me your scrap paper."
Song Ziyu said.
The old man put down his pole, took out a pile of waste paper from the basket, and looked at Song Ziyu curiously.
Song Ziyu didn't care at all about the old man's expression, and stared at the basket the old man was collecting.
These pieces of paper...
Song Ziyu looked through some of them and found that these were all flat drawings for manufacturing ordnance!
"Where did these drawings come from?" Song Ziyu asked.
The old scavenger pointed in a direction and said: "Over there at the Design Institute."
Song Ziyu took out a few hundred-dollar bills to buy the old man's drawings, and then rushed to the design institute of the Southern Ordnance Factory without stopping.
At this time, the design institute had been bulldozed, and a large number of drawings were scattered on the ground. The paper of such design drawings was large and hard, and was not suitable for wiping buttocks, so no one cared about it.
But Song Ziyu cares!
These drawings are priceless to Song Ziyu!
With these things, it is not impossible to recreate an ordnance factory in the Longshan settlement!
Immediately, Song Ziyu found the person in charge of the construction site and assigned more than a dozen daily workers to help collect all the drawings on the ground. Then he asked Mr. Zhu to specially arrange twenty workers with some level of education to help sort the drawings.
In the end, Song Ziyu obtained three complete sets of ordnance drawings and a dozen sets of incomplete ordnance drawings. After bringing all these design drawings to the Longshan settlement, this matter finally came to an end.
At this time, the Longshan settlement was extremely lively. A large number of Tuodi settlement leaders either came under the call, spontaneously or fled, and they all gathered near Longshan.
Because of the federal raid and the shadow of war, the entire Tuodi Wasteland fell into great fear.
Song Ziyu would meet with leaders of one or two other settlements every day to appease their emotions.
At the same time, Song Ziyu also realized the safety of the settlement and ordered his subordinates Tang Jian, Zhang Dahu and others to expand armed personnel. More than 2,000 reservists who had directly received certain armed training were gathered together, and 400 relatively outstanding personnel were selected. A second armed group was formed.
When they swept across Tuodi before, the battle losses were still too high, and Song Ziyu now realized that his troops were insufficient.
But fortunately, I have a gun and people in my hands. As long as I train properly, I believe that I will soon be able to form a new combat capability.
Just when Tuodi's unprecedented first settlement summit was about to be held, Gongsun Wan'er brought bad news.
"The wasteland has changed!" Gongsun Wan'er came to Song Ziyu's office and stammered.
Song Ziyu, who was receiving the leader of the Baishi settlement, asked curiously: "What happened again?"
Gongsun Wan'er glanced at the leader of the Baishi settlement who seemed hesitant to speak.
After all, in the wasteland, information is the most valuable thing, and the information Longshan possesses is not always worth sharing.
Song Ziyu glanced at the leader of the Baishi settlement sitting in front of him and smiled: "If you have anything to say, just say it. It won't get in the way."
Gongsun Wan'er gritted her teeth and said: "Blackstone Town, the second largest town in the wasteland, has defected to the Federation and is now marching to attack Sweetwater Town."
"Does this have anything to do with us?" Song Ziyu asked with a smile.
"Yes!" Gongsun Wan'er said: "The head of the family hopes that you can help. You will gain the friendship of the Gongsun family."
Song Ziyu shook his head and said: "Jiehe is controlled by federal troops. Even if we want to help, we don't have the ability."
"You should know better than me about the meaning of dying lips and cold teeth, right?" Gongsun Wan'er said.
