Chapter 1521 This is what we call underground disco at the end of the world! (5000 words)

Oil City,

Street lights flickered.

A team of patrolmen lined up neatly and walked towards the wall of Oil City.

They were going to change shifts.

In the central conference room.

Uncle San widened his eyes and asked in disbelief:

"What the hell? Did they really sell guns?"

Lao Luo's face was full of smiles, "They really sold guns! Two pistols, sold for 50 points, and now they are buying food in the commercial district. I guess they are too hungry, so they have to start selling guns."

Uncle San was amazed and looked at Li Yu opposite.

"Xiao Yu, what do you think about this?"

Li Yu said with a smile:

"This is a good thing. It is a good thing to let them stay in the trading market. I think, we should guide them appropriately and let the brothers sent to approach them secretly add fuel to the flames. It would be best if they indulge in the entertainment in the business district."

"When the time is right, we can also turn the tables. At that time, we can pass on any information we want to let the Northwest boss know."

Lao Luo sniffed and looked at Li Yu and said:

"The city lord's idea coincides with mine. In this way, we can even pass on some false news that is beneficial to us to the Northwest."

Uncle San tapped the table with his index finger and suddenly stood up.

"Okay, I have no objection. In addition, the coal factory in the trading market industrial zone is now under construction. The advance team sent out before has investigated the Yangshan Coal Mine in Gu County and confirmed that it can be mined."

"However, due to the natural disasters and heavy rains in recent years, the coal mine has been severely eroded, and many places have collapsed. It is estimated that a road will be opened to enter."

"In addition, the Yangshan Coal Mine is more than 150 kilometers away from the Oil City. It is too time-consuming to transport workers there and back every day. It is estimated that a fixed defense position will be built there so that workers can live there."

"Who will be responsible for this? Do you have any suitable recommendations?"

Lao Luo thought for a while and said, "Why not transfer people from the headquarters base? Xiao Qian and Xiao Liu are still capable."

Li Yu shook his head and said, "No."

"Xunwu County, which is close to the Dazhangshu base, has found an iron ore mine. Now Xiao Qian is leading a team to build a fixed shelter and sentry tower there, and people will be stationed there in the later stage."

Lao Luo raised his eyebrows and felt a little excited.

He had not been away from the headquarters base for long, but this was the first time he heard about this.

"Is the base going to start smelting iron now?"

In the past, the Dazhangshu base basically used iron by looking for steel that had been smelted and formed everywhere, and once went to Guangdong Province to transport steel back.

But after so many years of searching, and some steel was not well preserved, it slowly rusted and became brittle under the decay of time and natural disasters, and could no longer be used.

"Yeah."

Li Yu nodded. Since we were talking about this, let's just finish it.

"Now iron ore, limestone, sand field, and coal mine are all building fixed defense positions. After they are built, we will send garrison personnel there, and various mineral resources will be produced continuously in the future."

"Great, it should have been like this a long time ago. Only in this way can our Dazhangshu base move forward in big strides." Lao Luo waved his fist to express his excitement.

Li Yu smiled and did not refute him. Only by sitting in his position could he see more comprehensively.

In the past few years, there were only a few people in the big camphor tree base, and how much food was produced in a year.

If there are not enough people and food, how can we support development?

Development is a cycle, a spiral upward process.

But development requires fuel, and food is the most important raw material for development in the end times.

Lao Luo thought about it and asked again: "Xiao Qian went to the iron mine, where is Xiao Liu? Can he come over?"

Li Yu drank a sip of water and frowned and said:

"He can't do it either. He is busy with other things. At present, with the big camphor tree base as the center, fixed sentinels are built around the entire Gan City. It is estimated that 30 sentinels will be built. He is busy with this matter."

He quickly searched for the personnel for civil engineering construction in his mind, and remembered that there is a professional civil engineering talent in the oil city.

"Didn't some experts and talents come from the oil city before? That Fang Jingxin is a civil engineering expert. Let him be responsible for the construction of fixed defense positions. As for mining coal, recruit a group of survivors who have done it before in the trading market."

"Fang Jingxin?" Lao Luo recalled in his mind for a long time before remembering.

He is not Li Yu, and he does not have the ability to remember everything he has seen.

There are thousands of people in the oil city now, and tens of thousands of people in the trading market. He can't remember so many people at all.

Fang Jingxin seems to be one of the experts from the original northern border who was sent from the headquarters base a long time ago. He seems to have been following Jie Changshan to work on the construction site.

"Okay, I understand. I will arrange it tomorrow." Lao Luo nodded and said.

The moon is like a hook.

The cold moonlight sprinkled on the ground, removing the heat of the day.

The evening breeze was blowing, and many survivors who had been busy all day were strolling in the trading market.

A large square was built above the ancient tomb bunker.

On the square, some people were walking here.

The commercial area was the most lively.

The commercial area was bustling with people, and the original roadway was now crowded with people because there were no vehicles passing by at night.

This street, which was only a few hundred meters long, was extremely crowded.

In the crowd, there were three men each holding five skewers of barbecue and two corn pancakes in their right hands, eating as they walked forward.

"Brother Hong, where are we going now? Didn't Brother Gao say that after we exchanged points, we immediately bought pancakes and went back?" A tall and thin man asked vaguely while biting into meat skewers.

They were spies sent from the northwest. They went outside in the afternoon, dug a hole where the pistol radio was buried, and took two pistols from inside to the trading market in exchange for 50 points.

A pistol was sold for 25 points.

As soon as they got the points, they were so hungry that they immediately spent 6 points to buy food.

After eating meat and pancakes, they came to the Shuilonghui Bar under the leadership of Hong Gongcao.

Mr. Hong had two major hobbies in his life, drinking and tasting tea.

When we were in Wuyuan Mountain, we had a big drink with Ma Laoliu.

He has been coming to the trading market for a while now. Whenever he passes by the Water Dragon Bar, he can't take his eyes away. He wants to drink.

But he has no points.

Passed by countless times, stopped countless times, and left with difficulty countless times.

And today, he can finally stand upright at the door of the Water Dragon Club Bar!

Pushing open the door curtain made of iron chains, then pushing open a glass door, and then pushing open a large iron door.

Passing through a long and winding corridor, the white walls of the corridor are covered with various graffiti.

It was written in red or black pen: kill, death, saint, people without ideals will not be sad, let Tiga and Kabuda save the world, and other messy words and sentences.

Someone even wrote a poem on it, but someone with malicious intentions drew shit on top of the poem.

The lights in the corridor alternately flash red, green, and purple, creating a psychedelic light.

There was no decoration at all on the walls, and even the steel bars on the ceiling were exposed.

But precisely because of this rough style, it gives people an apocalyptic atmosphere.

"Brother Hong, it feels a bit cool here." Da Zhuang ate up a corn pancake in two or three mouthfuls.

As a Jiu Mengzi, Mr. Hong likes this kind of wanton feeling.

The further inside, the louder the music coming from inside becomes.

Boom, boom, boom!

Their hearts seemed to beat to the beat of the music, and their blood gradually surged.

Hong Gongcao's eyes lit up when he listened to this music.

"Oh my God, there's Techno music playing. It's good, I like it!"

This kind of Techno industrial electronic music belongs to electronic music such as synthesizers and drum machines. It is extremely penetrating and has an extremely simple rhythm.

Beat 44, the rhythm is highly repetitive and mechanized, giving people a cold and mechanized feeling. It was once described as "industrial noise".

Hong Gongcao thought that he had more than forty points and belonged to a wealthy family!

Feel good, you must not get drunk today!

He held the shoulders of the tall and thin man and the strong man,

┗|｀O′|┛

Ouch~~ let out a loud voice and rushed inside.

Suddenly, a space of about fifty or sixty square meters opened up, with several load-bearing columns standing inside without any decoration.

There was a DJ playing songs at the very end. The DJ was shirtless, with a nose ring on his face, a lip ring, an eyebrow ring, earrings, a forehead ring, a tongue ring in his open mouth, and a nipple ring on his chest.

The whole body looks particularly crazy under the light.

Under the stage, there was a group of humans beating like madmen, and their body movements were not like humans.

The two people jumped up and collided with each other, and after the collision, they kissed each other.

They also saw a man squatting in a corner and kowtowing to the wall.

There was another person with his hands spread out and his head lowered, as if he was sleepwalking.

Someone cried and called for his mother, then jumped up and knelt on the ground, shaking all over.

With so much publicity, everyone seems like a lunatic.

The ambient lights inside constantly reflect red and blue light.

On the faces of the people inside, no one had a normal expression.

It seemed like everyone had lost their minds.

When Hong Gongcao saw this scene, his whole body trembled.

This place tastes so damn good!

This is what the hell is called an underground scene with a doomsday atmosphere!

They are all a bunch of fucking lunatics!

Before the end of the world, he was still known as Mr. Hong, but he had never been to such a place.

He ate the remaining tortillas in one bite and the remaining meat skewer in his left hand.

He took the tall and thin man and the strong man and rushed inside.

On the way, I bumped into several people.

But the people here are all a bunch of "crazy people", and others don't care if they get hit or hit.

Hong Gongcao was yelling inside, even stripping off his upper body and swaying his shirt wantonly.

After a few minutes of frenzy, he frowned.

His mouth was close to Da Zhuang's ear, "It doesn't feel right!"

Da Zhuang was rubbing and rubbing behind a woman, drooling and rubbing her again and again.

"What's wrong?" Da Zhuang didn't quite understand, he just wanted to rub it in.

"The state is wrong!"

"Gah?" Da Zhuang didn't understand.

But in the next second, he and the lanky man were pulled away by Hong Gongcao and pulled to the small bar on the side.

Hong Gongcao looked at the drinks placed on the cabinet:

Maotai, Jiannanchun, Wuliangye,

Jinhui Wine, Site Wine, Beidacang, Niulanshan, Hongxing Erguotou, Xuanjiu

19-year-old Sprite, 20-year-old Coke.

Tsk!

Looking at the prices above, he felt that the points he brought were not enough.

So he looked down and saw three more suitable ones.

Corn wine (corn wine): 8 points/bottle;

Sweet potato wine: 6 points/bottle;

Industrial wine: 1 point/bottle. 0.2 points/cup.

"What is industrial wine?" Hong Gongcao asked the bartender.

The bartender glanced at Hong Gongcao, looked him up and down, and felt that he could not afford the wine.

Generally, real big customers will not start asking from the lowest price of wine.

So he answered impatiently: "Industrial wine is wine blended with industrial alcohol."

"Blended with industrial alcohol?" Hong Gongcao frowned when he heard this.

He has always been very demanding about wine. He knows that there are two ways to produce industrial alcohol:

1. Fermentation is to use starchy raw materials or sugary raw materials to produce alcohol under the action of microorganisms.

Second, the chemical synthesis method produces alcohol, which uses the waste gas from coking and cracking petroleum as raw materials, and produces alcohol through chemical synthesis reactions.

In the oil city, it is estimated that it should be industrial alcohol made from the waste gas left over from oil refining.

This kind of wine blended with industrial alcohol is equivalent to chronic poisoning for people.

But for these survivors in the end of the world, they don’t care about health at all.

If they can forget their troubles, they don’t care about health problems.

Hong Gongcao frowned and said to the bartender:

"One bottle of corn wine and one bottle of sweet potato."

The bartender raised his eyebrows and thought to himself: Oh, this gentleman is quite powerful.

Ask the name, compare the photos, and then deduct 14 points.

Two guns exchanged for 50 points, just bought corn cakes and skewers for 6 points, and bought wine for 14 points.

There are 30 points left.

Holding the small list handed over and looking at the remaining points on it, Hong Gongcao thought to himself:

I have to control myself. I will spend this much today. I will use the rest to buy food, so as not to have trouble explaining to Gao Zhao.

"Here are your drinks." The bartender handed over two bottles of white wine in Wahaha mineral water bottles with a friendly smile on his face.

Hong Gongcao smiled.

Took it and drank half a catty in one gulp.

He handed it to the thin tall man beside him: "Come on, Zhugan, you also have a sip."

The thin tall man said hesitantly: "We still have to buy food. Will it be bad?"

"Don't drink?"

The thin tall man couldn't control himself anymore and drank half of the remaining in one gulp.

Hong Gongcao handed the rest to Dazhuang again. Dazhuang didn't say anything nonsense and drank the rest in one gulp.

He had just finished drinking here, and his eyes widened and saw that Brother Hong had opened the bottle of corn wine again.

Another half a catty. He drank a full catty of white wine by himself.

The remaining half catty was divided between Da Zhuang and the tall and thin man.

Hong Gongcao's face flushed slightly, and he took their shoulders and said, "This state is right!"

He screamed and pulled the two people to jump into the crowd.

While jumping, he saw Da Zhuang rubbing against a woman again.

Hong Gongcao originally thought it was nothing, but the key point was that he didn't know if Da Zhuang was drunk, and he actually took off his pants and rubbed against her.

The most important thing was that the woman didn't resist.

This made him and the tall and thin man stunned.

Dongdongdongdong!

The rhythm of the music was very exciting, and he and Zhugan watched the woman holding Da Zhuang's hand and leaving the venue.

"How am I worse than Da Zhuang?" Hong Gongcao leaned close to Zhugan's ear and roared.

Zhugan felt sour in his heart, but he couldn't think normally because his head was a little dizzy.

"You are the best! Brother Cao!"

Hong Gongcao: "Call me Brother Hong, not Brother Cao, or I'll think you want to fuck, brother!"

"Okay, Brother Cao."

A few minutes later.

Da Zhuang walked back in despair.

Hong Gongcao teased: "So fast? Da Zhuang."

Da Zhuang shook his head and stretched out his hand to make a 2.

"What do you mean?" Hong Gongcao was a little confused. He was still making a 2?

So proud?

Da Zhuang smiled bitterly and said: "She wants two points from me, but I don't have them."

Yes.

It turns out that you have to spend points!

Now, Hong Gongcao and Zhugan are both balanced.

An hour later.

Tired of jumping!

"Let's go, let's go buy food to bring back." Hong Gongcao was a little dizzy and pulled the two out.

There is a shop selling tortillas at the end of the intersection ahead, but you have to pass by Tingfeng Tower to get there.

As the three of them walked on the road, Hong Gongcao tried his best to control his eyes from looking in the direction of Tingfeng Tower.

He has two major hobbies in his life, drinking and tasting tea.

He has already drunk the wine and spent the points, so tasting tea is too extravagant.

Da Zhuang pointed at the poster posted at the door and exclaimed: "Brother, look, besides rice, there is actually a new big star!"

"Who is it?" Zhugan asked appropriately.

"Di Tongnaya!"

"Who?" Hong Gongcao was stunned.

"Di Tongnaya!" Da Zhuang replied.

Hong Gongcao suddenly squatted on the ground, covering his face, and then glanced at the poster on the right through the gap between his five fingers.

Really, that's his dream lover.

This. This. This. Who the hell can still resist.

rub!

Hong Gongcao suddenly stood up and walked towards Tingfeng Tower without saying a word.

"Brother Fuck? What are you going to do?"

Da Zhuang was eager to give it a try. He knew what he was asking, but he actually wanted Hong Gongcao to take him with him.

"Taste tea!" Hong Gongcao's eyes were firm as if he wanted to

"I want to drink tea too!" Da Zhuang and Zhu Gan said in unison.

"Walk!"

Hong Gongcao waved his hand and scolded Fang Qiu with a heroic momentum.

Completely forgetting that he only had thirty points left in his pocket.

He forgot about the team members who were still waiting for him to bring food back in the dormitory building.

(asking for monthly ticket)