One Thousand Two Hundred and Eighteen to Make Homemade Artillery Shells

When Liu Xiaojue told An Ran and the others about the situation in Wuchuan Base, they all shook their heads and sighed. What a huge group of people, if they concentrated their strength to defend, they would not be unable to survive the winter.

Some people must have given up the idea of ​​continuing to defend the city and only wanted to do evil for fun, or they had already thought of withdrawing and were organizing people to break out and leave the big ship of Wuchuan Base.

In the south, at the edge of the dense woods, there was a shallow river that had frozen. The huge mutant crocodile raised its head slowly and wagged its tail. Every time it made a move, the little child wearing a down jacket and a raincoat on the riverside would use his superpowers to attack it.

Under such continuous training day after day, He Wu's freezing ability advanced by leaps and bounds. He could freeze the crocodile for longer and longer time, and the number of freezing times he could release every day was also increasing.

Beside him, a group of people in camouflage combat uniforms came and went to kill fish under Zhan Lian's command. Most of the mutant fish that had not yet come ashore were frozen at the bottom of the shallow river, but some broke through the ice and took the risk of going ashore to find food.

The second-generation zombies in the south began to cross the river. At Zhan Lian's command, all kinds of high-precision artillery shells found in the war reserve resource library were pulled out and released one by one to Jiangnan.

There are also mutant plants in Jiangnan, but there are more mutant animals. Many mutant animals will eat the roots of mutant plants, so slowly, the mutant plants in Jiangnan did not develop.

An Ran lived in Qianyan Mountain and knew that at this time, the activity of mutant plants would decrease, and the mutant forest in Jiangnan would be lost, so Zhan Lian was ready, just waiting for the second-generation zombies and mutant animals in the south to cross the river, and then pull out weapons to bombard them.

The sound of gunfire suddenly rang out. Zhan Lian stood by the river, holding a high-powered telescope in his hand, and his frown did not relax. Beside him, Luo Feifan also held a high-powered telescope and looked at the artillery fire in the south of the Yangtze River, with snowflakes and flames flying.

"If the bombing continues like this, the number of mutant animals that are attacking will not decrease."

Luo Feifan put down the telescope in his hand with full of worry, and turned his head to look at Zhan Lian,

"And we don't have many shells. After the spring, when it comes to the breeding season, there will be more mutant animals. We will definitely need shells at that time."

"Then make earth shells, put some river water into this shallow river, blow up the ice on the river surface, and release mutant fish to eat the mutant animals that want to cross the river."

Zhan Lian turned around immediately after speaking and summoned the gold-type superpowers to make earth shells. This river is their last line of defense. Even at all costs, they cannot let the mutant animals in the south cross the river.

It is midwinter now. Not only will the activity of plants decrease, but the number of mutant animals will also decrease. However, once winter is over, the number of mutant animals will show a trend of a big outbreak. At that time, people who have returned to their respective bases to rest for the winter will gather again at the riverside to continue to prevent mutant animals from crossing the river.

The shells will act as an auxiliary weapon. Although it is auxiliary, it is indispensable.

Moreover, if the ice on the river is blown up now, the mutant fish will eat the mutant animals that cross the river. The mutant animals will not be able to cross the river, but those mutant fish are fed white, tender and fat, so the situation in the river cannot be ignored, and those that should be killed must continue to be killed.