CH 70.1
Chapter 70: Cleaning up the Battlefield
The north gate of the outpost.
The brawny man with his feet on the wooden stool and a rope hung around his neck begged for mercy with tears.
His name was Badger.
But at this moment, he was like a pitiful worm.
"Please, don't kill me, I have told you everything you want to know. You said you’d let me go!"
The players next to him couldn't bear to see a man cry like this. They all talked in a low voice.
"Is it a bit too much?"
"Yeah... this guy has already surrendered, maybe he can be our companion."
"It's a pity."
However, Chu Guang's expression did not change because of the brawny man's pleas for mercy.
The outpost didn’t have a cell to keep the prisoners, and it was even more unrealistic to lock them in the shelter. Moreover, it was foreseeable that no merchant who would be interested in slaves would pass by here throughout the winter. Keeping these three captives would only waste food and bring hidden dangers.
As for the information?
What he got was not much different from what he had guessed.
Chu Guang never promised that he would spare them if they confessed honestly.
For all the utterly ruthless things they had done, hanging was already the most merciful punishment for them.
"Confess your sins in hell."
Seeing that there was no hope for survival, the expression on the brawny man's face instantly distorted, and he yelled.
"You scumbag! Liar! Even if I go to hell, I won't forget what you did! Just you wait, my leader will avenge me! He will hang you on the street lamp and let you watch your compatriots being slaughtered and rap-"
Before he spouted something even worse, Chu Guang, who was too lazy to listen to nonsense, kicked the bench on the sole of the brawny man's feet.
Hearing a cracking sound, this man named "Badger" ended his sinful life on the gallows of Shelter Outpost No. 404.
The makers of the gallows [Who_will_smell_my_athlete's_foot] and [I_have_to_go_to_the_bathroom] looked at the execution from a distance, their eyes widened in shock.
None of them thought that the gallows they made for the sake of the post-apocalyptic feel would actually come in handy one day.
Looking at the corpse hanging there, the two of them turned pale, but they weren't very scared.
After all, this was a game.
It was just that the expression of the hanged man was too realistic.
Just like a real dead person.
"This game is always very realistic with strange details."
"May Amitabha forgive us."
Standing not far away, Teng Teng felt a little emotional.
"Alas, war never changes."
She was a casual player and didn't really enjoy the fun of fighting. Of course, this was also related to her intelligence type attribute and her short legs.
She was depressed at the thought of this.
Is this reasonable?
It's not reasonable at all!
"It's okay! This elder sister will protect you!"
Standing next to her, Ya Ya smiled. She originally wanted to put her hands on her shoulder, but accidentally put her hands on top of her head instead.
Teng Teng’s forehead was full of black lines and she clenched her fists.
"I'll punch you if you touch my head again."
Ya Ya quickly let go and explained hurriedly.
"Huh? No, I didn't mean it, I wanted to—"
"Okay, okay, just stop talking about it."
Nearby players were chatting, discussing when the next wave of attack would come and how much stronger the attack would be than this time.
Confirming that the man on the gallows was dead, Chu Guang looked at the two players closest to him, took out 5 copper coins from his pockets and threw them into their hands.
"Take these three corpses to the morgue, strip them naked and throw them together with the other marauders’ corpses."
"When the generator is assembled, send them to the active matter extractor for extraction."
The two players recovered and nodded immediately.
"Yes! Administrator!"
...
It didn't take long to assemble the generator.
Many of these players had good hands-on skills. Even if they didn’t understand the words in the manual at all, by just relying on their understanding of the generator structure and a few pictures, they actually installed all the parts.
The whole set of power generation equipment was divided into two parts; one was a vaporizer for wood, and the other was a thermal generator driven by gas.
The structure of the former was very simple, essentially an airtight column with a cover on the top.
As the wood was sent in from the top, the wood was first dried, cracked by internal heat, and then partially burned in limited oxygen.
In this process, a large amount of heat would be generated making a layer of hot charcoal form at the point of the airtight column, which would react with the steam and other combustible gases produced by pyrolysis and finally form a mixed combustible gas rich in hydrogen, methane and carbon monoxide.
In fact, this was not a particularly sophisticated technology. During World War II, the German army used similar firewood vaporization equipment to power some tanks in the absence of fuel.
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The north gate of the outpost.
The brawny man with his feet on the wooden stool and a rope hung around his neck begged for mercy with tears.
His name was Badger.
But at this moment, he was like a pitiful worm.
"Please, don't kill me, I have told you everything you want to know. You said you’d let me go!"
The players next to him couldn't bear to see a man cry like this. They all talked in a low voice.
"Is it a bit too much?"
"Yeah... this guy has already surrendered, maybe he can be our companion."
"It's a pity."
However, Chu Guang's expression did not change because of the brawny man's pleas for mercy.
The outpost didn’t have a cell to keep the prisoners, and it was even more unrealistic to lock them in the shelter. Moreover, it was foreseeable that no merchant who would be interested in slaves would pass by here throughout the winter. Keeping these three captives would only waste food and bring hidden dangers.
As for the information?
What he got was not much different from what he had guessed.
Chu Guang never promised that he would spare them if they confessed honestly.
For all the utterly ruthless things they had done, hanging was already the most merciful punishment for them.
"Confess your sins in hell."
Seeing that there was no hope for survival, the expression on the brawny man's face instantly distorted, and he yelled.
"You scumbag! Liar! Even if I go to hell, I won't forget what you did! Just you wait, my leader will avenge me! He will hang you on the street lamp and let you watch your compatriots being slaughtered and rap-"
Before he spouted something even worse, Chu Guang, who was too lazy to listen to nonsense, kicked the bench on the sole of the brawny man's feet.
Hearing a cracking sound, this man named "Badger" ended his sinful life on the gallows of Shelter Outpost No. 404.
The makers of the gallows [Who_will_smell_my_athlete's_foot] and [I_have_to_go_to_the_bathroom] looked at the execution from a distance, their eyes widened in shock.
None of them thought that the gallows they made for the sake of the post-apocalyptic feel would actually come in handy one day.
Looking at the corpse hanging there, the two of them turned pale, but they weren't very scared.
After all, this was a game.
It was just that the expression of the hanged man was too realistic.
Just like a real dead person.
"This game is always very realistic with strange details."
"May Amitabha forgive us."
Standing not far away, Teng Teng felt a little emotional.
"Alas, war never changes."
She was a casual player and didn't really enjoy the fun of fighting. Of course, this was also related to her intelligence type attribute and her short legs.
She was depressed at the thought of this.
Is this reasonable?
It's not reasonable at all!
"It's okay! This elder sister will protect you!"
Standing next to her, Ya Ya smiled. She originally wanted to put her hands on her shoulder, but accidentally put her hands on top of her head instead.
Teng Teng’s forehead was full of black lines and she clenched her fists.
"I'll punch you if you touch my head again."
Ya Ya quickly let go and explained hurriedly.
"Huh? No, I didn't mean it, I wanted to—"
"Okay, okay, just stop talking about it."
Nearby players were chatting, discussing when the next wave of attack would come and how much stronger the attack would be than this time.
Confirming that the man on the gallows was dead, Chu Guang looked at the two players closest to him, took out 5 copper coins from his pockets and threw them into their hands.
"Take these three corpses to the morgue, strip them naked and throw them together with the other marauders’ corpses."
"When the generator is assembled, send them to the active matter extractor for extraction."
The two players recovered and nodded immediately.
"Yes! Administrator!"
...
It didn't take long to assemble the generator.
Many of these players had good hands-on skills. Even if they didn’t understand the words in the manual at all, by just relying on their understanding of the generator structure and a few pictures, they actually installed all the parts.
The whole set of power generation equipment was divided into two parts; one was a vaporizer for wood, and the other was a thermal generator driven by gas.
The structure of the former was very simple, essentially an airtight column with a cover on the top.
As the wood was sent in from the top, the wood was first dried, cracked by internal heat, and then partially burned in limited oxygen.
In this process, a large amount of heat would be generated making a layer of hot charcoal form at the point of the airtight column, which would react with the steam and other combustible gases produced by pyrolysis and finally form a mixed combustible gas rich in hydrogen, methane and carbon monoxide.
In fact, this was not a particularly sophisticated technology. During World War II, the German army used similar firewood vaporization equipment to power some tanks in the absence of fuel.
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