Chapter 102: discarded cotton
The next day, everyone was going out after breakfast in the morning. Hou Yong took his teammates to say goodbye to the special forces, and made an appointment if they went to the other party's base one day, they must come out for a get-together. ≯One Novel＞≧≤≤＜≦＜≤＜＜＜≦≤＜≦＜＜≦
The convoy of the special forces quickly drove on the high road, because on the way, they killed mutant big fish and repaired broken bridges, which took a long time, so they must speed up and reach their destination as soon as possible.
Because this high road goes to a sparsely populated cotton-producing province, there are not many abandoned cars and zombies on the road. The agile trucks drive fast and solve these obstacles without any burden without stopping. thing.
As we get closer and closer to the destination, what slowly comes into view is the vast expanse of land.
If it were not for the end of the world, every autumn, these fields would be a sea of cotton, clumps of fluffy, white cotton.
But now, all I can see is a dry and damaged cotton tree, no green, no vitality. At first glance, it is full of withered branches and leaves, and the sky is desolate.
Everyone was sitting in the speeding car, seeing these cotton trees that seemed to die overnight, and thinking of the fate of human beings in the post-apocalyptic world, they couldn't help but have a feeling of being hurt by things. Those humans who have become zombies are like these Like dead plants, they are all discarded.
There are still some zombies swaying in the cotton fields. They should be the farmers who planted the cotton. They have been planting and harvesting cotton in the fields all their lives. Therefore, when the end of the world comes, even if they become zombies, they will still be in the cotton. The field swayed.
They have lost their minds, trampled on the cotton seedlings they once cared for, and hunted their former neighbors or companions. Therefore, in the dry and desolate cotton fields, there are dead cotton trees and gnawed human remains. No matter how vibrant the cotton fields are, in the last days, they have actually become the final destination of cotton and farmers. This is the arrangement of fate.
Because the end of the world is not the season for harvesting cotton, there is no such thing as imagined along the way. When the cotton is harvested, it is piled up beside the fields as high as mountains and as white as snow.
Originally, what Wang Wenyu and the others wanted to collect were cotton coats and quilts made of cotton, so they had to go to the cotton coat and quilt processing factory.
But because no one in the team was familiar with this place, everyone drove the car all the way, looked at the nearby buildings, looked at the houses that looked like factories, and stopped to see if it was a factory that made cotton clothes and quilts.
From a distance, they saw a long bungalow door, with a lot of cotton wool on the ground, so everyone felt that this factory should be the place they were looking for.
The convoy drove into the door of the factory building, and the zombies who heard the sound rushed towards them. Maybe because it is a processing factory, there are a little more zombies, but this is not a big obstacle. Everyone is well-trained and cooperated tacitly, and these hideous zombies are quickly eliminated.
After digging the crystal nucleus, everyone carefully entered the factory building, and suddenly it seemed that they had fallen into a cloud of white flowers. All they could see was cotton piled high. Although some of the cotton was polluted by the blood of zombies, That's not worth mentioning.
It turned out that this was a warehouse dedicated to storing cotton. Wen Luming looked at the piles of fluffy, fluffy and white cotton and couldn't help but want the whole person to jump on it. That feeling must be very comfortable!
There is too much cotton here, and it looks like cotton that has only undergone primary processing, and it is not compressed and placed, so it takes up a lot of space to look at.
Wang Wenyu decided not to collect this batch of cotton first. They have limited space and certainly cannot transport all the cotton back, so they must first collect the finished cotton-padded clothes and quilts.
However, what they came to was only a cotton processing factory. At the other end of the factory were cotton pieces that had been compressed into one meter long, fifty centimeters wide, and fifty centimeters high.
The cotton blocks are compressed so tightly that they are neatly placed in the entire factory building. Piece by piece, they are white and thick. It makes people like it. , it can be directly used as a quilt cover.
Everyone looked at Wang Wenyu in unison, should these cottons be collected?
Although Wang Wenyu didn't want to give up the cotton, he still held back and said, "Everyone, remember, our goal is cotton coats and quilts. If we have room after collecting cotton coats and quilts, we will come back and collect these. Cotton clumps."
Although everyone was a little disappointed, they also knew that what the captain said was the truth, and they always had to consider their priorities.
So everyone reluctantly gave up these cotton pieces and continued to get on the bus to find their target.
After looking for several factories in a row that were all cotton processing factories instead of cotton quilt processing factories, when they were about to lose confidence and patience, thinking that this was a factory that did not make cotton quilts, they finally found one Factory of all kinds of large quilt equipment.
Everyone was about to cry with joy. Although they have never seen how quilts are produced, they have seen quilts! The thick batts were lying next to the huge equipment. Although these machines had been shut down, the cotton on the production belts and the finished quilts at the outlet could still be seen.
"Ow! Ow! These are the quilts! Boss! We finally found it!" Some of the excited soldiers were already shouting and threw themselves into the batt up, touched the soft batt happily, and said, "This is the quilt!"
Wang Wenyu's ice cube face softened, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly. He was also very happy to have found these quilts.
He instructed a space power user to put the folded cotton batts into the space until his space could no longer fit.
There are almost thousands of finished quilts in this factory, but because they are all compressed and folded neatly, and the abilities of space power users have also improved a lot this year, all of this factory is Adding up the cotton batts, there is not enough space for a power user.
Everyone suddenly felt that maybe they could really bring the cotton back, because they brought ten space power users this time. If their space capacity is similar to the space capacity of this cotton tire power user, Then they can collect a lot of cotton-padded quilts.
However, they also forgot to include the two freaks, Wen Luming and Wang Wenyu. How big is their space capacity? No one knows, but it will never be smaller than these ordinary space power users. (To be continued.)