There are many things in the equipment warehouse and a variety of them. Most of them look very useful and can't bear to give up.

So, within a while, the group of people from the Batian Guild were filled with boxes of large and small sizes, and everyone felt that they were not enough with both hands.

Therefore, in the process of finding suitable equipment, everyone has to give up many equipment with less practical value through comparison, such as [portable paper machine], [small wind turbine], [underground mineral detector], [simple diving suit (single version)], [general heater], etc.

Finally, when everyone had made more than an hour of making a choice in the equipment warehouse, the large army that had previously gone to the food warehouse also came.

Yes, the large army, waves of people were walking down the corridor into the equipment warehouse, then shouting the names of their guilds or organizations, and starting to look for companions.

Among them, the ones who shouted the most were members of the two guilds, "Jia Lan" and "Ba Tian".

Soon, Yang Jianping found that his companions around him had increased several times, and gradually reached the scale of hundreds of people.

Of course, none of them came empty-handed. Most of them took off their upper body clothes, tied their sleeves and collars separately, and filled the "cloth pocket" with all kinds of food and drinking water.

Yang Jianping, who had been hungry for a long time, finally got food and started eating and drinking.

To be honest, the taste of these foods is really unsatisfactory. For example, the jerky piece in his hand now is a long black strip, hard and astringent, and it is very difficult to chew, as if he is chewing wood, and the so-called compressed biscuits are also touching. They rustled in one bite, as if they were eating flour raw. In addition, there was a strange smell in the water, as if someone added a bunch of soil to the water.

Even the food in prison is better than these things!

But now I am really hungry and have no energy to do things without eating. Yang Jianping had to swallow these strange foods like a voracious one.

However, while eating, Yang Jianping discovered something wrong.

Many of these guild companions who rushed over from the food warehouse were injured!

It was not that kind of big injury, but the kind of injury of ordinary fighting. For example, there was a piece of blue and purple on her body, a little skin on her face, a red under her nose, and a black circle of eyes... When she was in jail, Yang Jianping had seen many prisoners. As for the prisoners, most unruly people, although they were strictly controlled, over time, there would inevitably be some friction and bumps.

But why are these injured? There are also fights? Everyone is so weak, what kind of fight? Can't you play games?

Then he swallowed a bite of the flour-like compressed biscuits and Yang Jianping looked around.

He found that there were also many people in the Jialan Guild not far away who had bruised noses and swollen faces. It was obvious that they had fought. On the contrary, some guilds with fewer people did not see it.

Could it be that in the food warehouse, our Batian Guild and Jialan Guild fought? But why? Someone had a grudge before? But now the two companies have more than 100 people in the warehouse, which is the two of us. This fight is amazing...

What if the fight starts again, what should I do if the opponent hits me? Do you have to fight back? I always feel that the pressure is so great...

After taking a sip of water and carefully observing, there were people in Jialan looking at this place from time to time, pointing and saying something to the people next to him. Batian is almost the same. Many people look around from time to time, saying "It's hard to monopolize it now...", "What do you say on the boss? Do you want to do it?", "These guys are purely worth beating."

Fortunately, although the atmosphere between them was tense, both sides maintained a tacit understanding and did not get close to them, searching for equipment that would be used together.

As Yang Jianping, who had searched for a lot of things, did not need to stay anymore. With the command of the leader's buzzer, everyone pushed the boxes of all sizes out of the warehouse.

"Puchi"

The gate of the central vertical corridor opened again, revealing the stairs inside.

No, it cannot be said to be a staircase. It is different from the internal testing. The corridor now is no longer a long staircase, but most of the long section against the wall is about two-thirds, and it has become an inclined surface, close to the wall over there, twisting and upward like a colorful practice, leaving only a narrow staircase of less than two meters.

"Okay, everyone push the boxes over! Put them on the conveyor belt here!" The buzz cut pointed to the flat slope over there and directed.

After twelve years of prison life, Yang Jianping had long been accustomed to obeying orders, and immediately pushed the three boxes full of equipment in his own custody and pushed them to the flat slope.

It was not until this time that Yang Jianping realized that the inclined surface looked similar to the wall next to it, but in fact it was moving! As soon as these boxes were put on, they were immediately sucked and fixed on the wide inclined surface, and began to rise along the inclined surface in a tortuous manner!

Look at this... Just like the elevators of today's large supermarkets, they can absorb supermarket carts filled with goods.

After a few experiments, Yang Jianping found that this inclined surface was used by Ming Technology. The box sucked very firmly, but if people used force, they could move the box left and right, but the up and down movement was not good.

With such a conveyor belt, of course, there is no need to work hard to walk the stairs. Everyone stands in the gap between the boxes and holds the boxes, and then they can easily take the elevator to move up.

The conveyor belt was tortuous and upward, and a group of 15 people were talking and laughing, which was not boring.

However, Yang Jianping noticed that on the wall opposite them, near the stairs, there were occasionally hanging portraits, and the things in these portraits were still moving.

"Captain, what are those over there?" Fortunately, the little man in the team also had this doubt.

"Oh, these are the background story videos introducing the NPC in the base, it doesn't mean much." The buzz cut shrugged.

"There are still npcs here? I haven't seen them." The little man expressed confusion.

"They are on the lower floor. This is what everyone knows. A nuclear war broke out outside. The base has been buried underground for more than a century. During this period..." The buzzhead has always been a teacher and explained in detail.

Listening to the introduction, one layer after another, one step after another, finally, the group arrived at the end of the conveyor belt, a huge, somewhat dim square.

There were already many people in the square at this time, and many of them were still gathered together.

Through the shouts of some people in the square, Yang Jianping and his party also found the organization of their own guild.

They were working hard on a corner of the main square, facing a gate, and gathered about 200 people, several of which were all impressionable.

For example, the beautiful woman who commanded in the crowd was the one who recruited him with the suit man. As far as Yang Jianping knew, she was also one of the senior leaders of the guild's production department, called Batian Lingshuang.

Her eyes were very sharp, and she immediately found Yang Jianping in the crowd. Then she greeted her with a smile and introduced to everyone: "This is the chief gun technology expert of our Batian Guild! In the future, he will make all the gun weapons for everyone, so let us welcome our Yang expert!"
Chapter completed!