August 26th, Shelter 0.
There was less than a week before the Cataclysm.
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The Doomsday Survival Party and the Wilderness Survival Party had some common characteristics.
The core problem they faced was how to survive as an independent individual in the face of a desperate situation.
As a professional survivor, Zhang Hao had a say in this.
"The most important thing in a person's survival is to know when and what to do!”
"You must be clear-headed and make detailed plans!”
"A headless fly, a person who does whatever he thinks of…"
"They're all dead…!"
Therefore, he didn't waste any time and didn't look around.
He made a work list for himself and arranged the various tasks according to their priority.
Every time he had a new idea, he would silently write it down. Before going to bed at night, he would seriously evaluate whether these ideas could be added to the list.
During the day, he worked diligently according to the list and never delayed.
Now was far from the time to enjoy it…
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Today, at eight o'clock in the morning.
The fog had just dispersed, and the forest was slightly cold.
The morning dew gathered on the bushes, and when people walked past, their pants were wet.
Zhang Hao was driving a small tractor to shovel the soil.
When they arrived at a carefully selected place, the shovel fell, and fresh soil mixed with fallen leaves was exposed. In the soil rich in humus, there were small insects and earthworms in their cocoons, and the air was filled with a strong smell of soil.
He was busy from 8 am to 12 pm.
At noon, he would make a self-heating hotpot.
It didn't taste good.
Frowning, Zhang Hao finished it and continued working.
By three in the afternoon, the plantation area had been piled with a thick layer of soil. Even after digging a few shovels, they could not see the bottom.
He estimated that it was about time and stopped the earth-moving operation.
Four in the afternoon.
After eating some pine nuts and pistachios, he used the Coke machine to make the first cup of cold fat otaku water. The machine had its own cooling system.
After taking a bite, it felt so good that every pore was cheering.
In a good mood, he began to check the work list.
"There's no need to dig anymore."
"Let me see what the next task is…"
" Making weapons?!"
"Hey!"
Zhang Hao chuckled and revealed a meaningful smile.
Of course, he needed a weapon to defend himself.
It wasn't his style to do it only after being targeted.
Mauser 98K!
He planned to create this weapon.
It was relatively easy to make, and there were only a few key components. Zhang Hao had used wood to restore a few of them, so he had a lot of experience.
Using walnut wood as the seed material, he first ground out an embryo, then carefully trimmed it, drilled holes, matte it, and applied oil.
The small machine tool from Shelter 01 was especially suitable for this kind of carpentry work.
With the experience from his previous life, after five hours, the body of a rifle gradually became more and more presentable.
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August 27th
Zhang Hao picked two pieces of high-quality stainless steel and started drilling.
This was the gun barrel.
Although most gun barrels had to be drilled with special metal rods, there was no need to pay too much attention to them as long as they did not pursue ultra-long-range killing and longevity.
During wartime, even gas tanks could be made into mortar shells.
The gun barrel made of this top-grade stainless steel rod was not inferior to the gun barrel of World War II.
Due to the lack of data, he did not use the numerical control machine tool, but the ordinary machine tool was enough for him to grind slowly.
Bolt, trigger, trigger, firing pin, spring…
The efficiency of making parts was very low. He worked for 12 hours a day.
Three days later.
The last part was finally completed!
Assembly, testing, acceptance!
Kakaka!
After pulling the bolt a few times, the final adjustment work was over.
"The compatibility of the parts is not bad!" He nodded in satisfaction and applied some grease.
After so many years, I finally got a real gun!
This was simply completing a life goal!
A huge sense of accomplishment surged from the bottom of his heart!
He looked down at the gun.
Although, if he could give this gun a score, he could only give it a score of 6.
It was crude, simple, and lacked beauty.
However, the rifled barrel was able to ensure that every bullet fired had enough lethality!
It was violent enough!
Moreover, this was his first child after all.
Zhang Hao's expression could not hide his love for her!
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