Chapter 247 We must return to Earth!
The micro-destroyer I arrived before, although I couldn’t see the specific data before studying the blueprints.
However, based on the picture reference on the design drawing and comparing it with the real destroyer, we can also roughly infer the materials required to completely reproduce this destroyer, as well as other aspects of this destroyer. Real performance.
The length is between 100-120m, the draft is at least 5 meters upward, the cruising speed is about 18 knots, and the top speed is 28 knots or even higher.
As for the weapons mounted on it, there is no need to think about it.
If you want to perfectly reproduce such a sea steel monster, let’s not talk about the required materials and production level.
This kind of destroyer alone requires more than two hundred people, and they all need to undergo certain training.
Of course, when Sumo got the drawings, he did not have any wishful thinking of perfectly replicating such a monster.
At first, the best way to think about it in my mind is:
Reduce the size of this sea giant by one-third according to the scale on the drawing, and keep the length at 30-40 Between meters, the draft is kept at 1.5 meters.
This choice can not only ensure the structural stability of the ship, but also save a lot of materials and leave more energy during navigation.
“Yes, if you really want to build a ship, you and the bear will definitely be too busy. If you can drive a big ship, there will only be two ways left.”
“First, you can find a way to get a computer, and then write a standard program to help you assist driving, which can save most of the effort.”
“Second, You have to bring some people with you, at least Chen Shen and the others, and a few helper sailors. With these people, you have to concentrate on the operation."
"The second option The premise is that your driving skills must be qualified. After all, it is too difficult to drive such a big ship with human power. ”
Zhong Qingshu always spoke from a rational perspective and could help Sumo consider the current situation as quickly as possible.
On an earth that has not yet traveled across the world, many large ships indeed only need an automatic auxiliary driving system, which can greatly reduce the burden on the captain.
Most of the remaining staff are used to take charge of other small projects, and there are only a few people who can really be used.
Especially if someone like Somo goes to find people directly without participating in any trade operations or wars, he doesn't need a lot of people.
"Computer."
"Assisted driving."
Climbing the technology tree requires computers to assist calculations, and building a large ship that can sail thousands of miles also requires computers.
In modern technology, a computer is too important!
“Don’t worry, wait until I actually build the ship before I think about these things.”
“Now we don’t know what the next disaster will be!”< br>
Although there may be computers in the ruins of Liangfang Town, in this case, Sumo dismissed the topic with a shrug.
Look at the remains of everyone in the wasteland.
Only the black mist ruins that appear in the depression can return to another parallel world similar to the earth.
The fewer people who know, the smaller the chance of exposing this secret.
Before he did not have enough strength, Sumo was able to stop his desire to tell his secrets even if he felt itchy.
In the apocalyptic wasteland, everyone has secrets.
Sumo has it, Zhong Qingshu has it, and even the refugees below who are farming in the fields may have some "adventures" in their lives.
But now, as the time gets closer and closer to the afternoon, the second harvest is finally coming!
Except for the first crop of spring wheat, which was traded and used as seeds for the second time, all the remaining wheat has not yet been threshed, and is placed on the edge of the field, piled up into a hill.
In the field, every four or five minutes, the wheat will grow taller.
Especially those that were planted in advance. At this time, the harvester had already begun to rumble. Dozens of people followed the harvester, watching in wonder the wheat grains that kept flying out of the wind bin.
Even the unpleasant smell of diesel in civilized times was greedily sucked in by these refugees with their nostrils.
"Brother Su, our second crop of wheat is ready to be harvested. This time the average yield per mu is 1,890 kilograms. What a bumper harvest!"
Holding the wheat in his hands already wet with sweat Chen Shen, who was four or five degrees darkened to the naked eye, rushed over happily.
Flipping the data in the book, Chen Shen began to report the income from all the fields starting from the first acre of land.
Sumo actually enjoyed listening to this extremely tedious and boring process.
Especially when she heard that the yield per mu was as high as 2,100 kilograms, even Zhong Qingshu would exclaim from time to time.
There is a certain order of learning, and there is a specialization in the art.
The skills of the older generation farmers among the refugees are naturally much better than those of Sumo who are half-assed.
From seed selection, to sowing, to watering, and fertilizing, the meticulousness of every step has resulted in a high yield per mu of 2,100 kilograms.
For these people, Sumo directly expressed his encouragement in action without thinking.
“I will make the decision for all the farmers who produce more than 2,000 kilograms per mu. I will reward them with 100 kilograms directly from my share.”
Hearing Su Mo’s words, Chen Shen also He nodded heavily, with extremely obvious reverence in his eyes!
Be kind and powerful at the same time.
Even if Chen Shen thought with his buttocks, he could imagine what kind of state these people would be in after receiving Sumo's 100 pounds of encouragement.
"By the way, remember to control everyone's food intake tonight. Don't be hungry for a long time. If you eat them all at once, you will be ruined!"
Looking at a group of refugees with sallow faces and thin muscles, they were looking at the people who had been eaten. Everyone carried it out and connected the flour mill to the generator, Sumo reminded again.
At this point, the welfare disaster can be considered a success.
In the next two days, just by plotting slowly, you can maximize the results of the battle and collect enough food supplies for several years at once.
After again worrying about Chen Shen’s other key points, Sumo waved his hand, indicating that the reporting stage was over.
However.
Chen Shen, who was standing at the bottom, did not leave as neatly as usual. Instead, he hesitated and hesitated, as if he had something to say in his heart that he wanted to say but did not dare to say. .
This weird look immediately stunned Sumo, but before Sumo could speak, Zhong Qingshu on the side started talking first.
“Hey, Chen Shen, why is Su Shen so nervous when facing us!”
“Everyone has seen so many things you have done these days. What’s the matter? Let’s just say it!”
A kind rescue.
At the same time, it also gave Chen Shen the courage to continue speaking.
Twisting the corners of his clothes, as if he had decided something, Chen Shen, whose face was covered with sweat, raised his head and stammered:
"Brother Su Su, this everyone I would like to ask you if you can go back a little later tonight."
"You guys have something you want to express. After so many days, with the help of Brother Su, everyone has a feeling in their hearts. Very grateful!”
"Why don't we take advantage of this opportunity? From yesterday to today, more than a hundred people have come to me one by one and asked me to apply with you!"
He touched his head, mustered up his courage, and looked at Sumo's eyes. With his eyes, Chen Shen gave up and spat out all the words in one breath. Then, with an expression as if he was ready to die, Chen Shen simply closed his eyes and waited for Somo's trial.
Awkward!
Awkward capitalization!
Rolling his eyes at Zhong Qingshu who was suppressing a smile next to him, and looking at Chen Shen who had his eyes closed and clenched his teeth below, Su Mo had no choice but to wave his hands helplessly:
"Okay! Go get busy, next time there is such a thing Just say it directly!”
“Don’t act like you’re about to die!”
It’s not good for a good leader to be too mythical.
Of course, there are exceptions to this situation. For example, Western sects and those who follow the faith stream are very comfortable in this situation.
Relying on the imaginary gods, these people can quickly gather combat power, wrap themselves into the incarnation of "gods", and then lead the followers below.
However, according to the current system structure of the Candlelight Sanctuary, if Soma is too deified and loses direct control over the subordinates, and if the middle-level leaders cause trouble, it will be easy to lose the support of the people and betray their relatives.
Sumo has no good way to deal with this situation for the time being. He can only wait until he comes back after picking up his sister. When he really wants to build a large shelter gathering place, he will think of ways to carry out reforms.
After greeting Chen Shen away, Zhong Qingshu continued to patrol along the road in accordance with her duties.
Moore helped work in the fields, and Oreo went to patrol and play somewhere.
On the ground, Somo was once again left alone.
“I don’t know what’s going on with my sister. Is she following the Tundra Refuge in planting?”
“It’s difficult to find a relative after thousands of miles!”
Concentrate your thoughts, the friends panel automatically appears, and Su Chan's avatar in the added friends is still flashing the green light symbolizing survival.
“Sometimes I hope the next disaster won’t be a flood, and sometimes I hope it will be!”
"Human, he is indeed a selfish and selfless animal!"
Looking at the busy scene of the flour mill being installed at the entrance of the village, Sumo simply put aside his worries and walked over to help.
The working principle of the grinding machine is not complicated. First, under the two traditional inner and outer grinding heads, a circle of plugs with the same thickness as the height of the grinding teeth is added.
In this way, the powder particles that are not fully crushed between the grinding teeth cannot pass through the plug, and the powder particles that pass through the plug are further ground.
And driven by electricity, a bag of wheat can be ground in just a few dozen seconds.
Even though it was the first time to use this thing, as a maker, Sumo was able to easily help the refugees put it up even though it took them twenty or thirty minutes to put it up.
The generator in the Candlelight Shelter was purchased in the market after the harvest in the morning.
At this time, after filling in the fuel and connecting the electricity, the noodle grinder immediately began to rotate rapidly.
Dong dong dong dong
The sound like a drum spread everywhere in the open land.
This sound not only startled the four women operating the operation, but also attracted the attention of many refugees who were working hard in the fields.
“The noodle grinder, holy shit, it’s starting to move!”
“Wuhu, take off, there’s some noodles to eat tonight!”
“I want to eat three bowls, No, eat five bowls, I must be full today."
The adults could still hold back their excitement, but a few half-year-old children screamed, causing the atmosphere in the field to rise.
There are people with hoes on their backs and a flour grinder can be seen in the front row. Although they are working, their minds have long been far away.
Wow!
Wow!
A bag of wheat with bran still in it is poured into the hopper above, and with the machine running, it begins to peel and grind quickly.
A few seconds later, when the first wisp of white flour appeared in the collecting hopper, all the refugees who could see the flour, including the four women who controlled the machine, could hardly bear it. Crying with joy.
Picking up a handful of flour, and encouraged by Somo's eyes, the young woman ran into the fields while crying, not forgetting to shout:
"We have flour, we have Baihuahua" There’s flour!”
The woman’s shout was not loud, and could only be heard by the nearest few people. But at this moment, when the people who heard it saw the white flour, this weak voice Suddenly it became "big".
“We have flour!!!”
One person, five people, ten people, fifty people.
When all the refugees standing in the field began to shout, the wind on the plain seemed to speed up a bit, cheering for these hard-working people!
The shouting lasted for three to five minutes. When everyone stopped and started to continue working, I don’t know who started the shouting, and a new round of shouting started.
"Long live Somo! Long live Candlelight Sanctuary!"
"The wasteland belongs to humans, the wasteland belongs to God Su!"
"Follow God Su. , the wasteland is not difficult to walk, follow Su Shenqian, the wasteland is full of vegetables!”
"Long live mankind! We want to conquer this land, we want to conquer this continent!"
"We want to return to the earth!"
We have just solved the problem of food, and we have to conquer the wasteland?
Every day is precarious and you still want to return to Earth?
If there were keyboard warriors, the cute refugees would be sprayed into sieves at this moment.
But now!
On this small continent of hope, under Somo’s wings that can “cover the sky”!
No one will criticize these refugees for being "second-rate", and no one will ridicule these people for being "arrogant"!
From the fields, to outside the fields, and then to the villages, as soon as the slogans calling for us to return to the earth sounded, they began to join together neatly.
At the time when the harvest is about to come, the phrase "we want to return to the earth" has become the eternal pursuit in the hearts of the refugees!
Even Somo, who was standing at the entrance of the village and looking into the distance, couldn't help but be touched by this atmosphere.
In my heart, in the heart that only Sumo could hear, a heavy but hopeful vow sounded silently.
“Yes!”
“This wasteland is not the home of mankind, and this sky is not the sky of the earth!”
“One generation, ten generations People, as long as humans are not extinct!”
"Our goal will definitely be."
"Return to Earth!"
I have to work overtime recently, so the update may be late. Please bear with me, it is not easy for social animals (big cry)!
(End of this chapter)