The next day, the team was still divided into two groups, one left behind to build weapons, the other went out to hunt zombies and collect resources. However, the team that went out was adjusted to be led by Yang Bing, Zhang Fei and Li Weiping, with their own members.

After the team left, Li Hu consciously gathered in the square to make weapons, while Wang Yi finally had a little time to hang out in the prison.

He has been in this prison for nearly half a month. This is the first time that Wang Yi has time to visit this prison.

It's not a big prison, but if you really visit it, you won't be able to visit it for more than an hour.

"I'm afraid I'm the only one who's heard of going shopping and going to jail." Wang Yi laughs at himself. I'm afraid it's unprecedented to visit the prison. I don't think there will be any comers behind.

There are two buildings in the prison, one is a canteen. One of the buildings is where the team now lives. It is the dormitory and office of the staff in the prison. As for the other building, which is a little low, it is the place where they used to live and the complete cell. Since the death of the triangles, no one has gone to see it.

Wang Yi walked slowly into the empty low building and walked to the room where he killed six people that night.

"Squeak!

Wang Yi pushed the door open, and a bad smell immediately came out of the room.

"Cough, triangle eye is not authentic enough, and I won't take a corpse for you." Wang Yi frowned and looked at the six corpses lying in the shop. Some of them rotted fast and showed deep white bones. The green and yellow corpse water was falling down the broken head of the corpse and formed a large water mark on the ground.

Wang Yi closed the door and walked to the second floor without looking back. He didn't regret killing these people. If possible, Wang Yi even wanted to kill the triangle eye. In that case, the prison would not be besieged by the zombies attracted by the triangle eye, and the team lost five brothers.

The second floor and the third floor are all prison cells, and every few meters in the corridor is a row of solid steel fences.

"These things can be used." Wang yirao looked at his fence with interest.

Holding one of them, Wang Yi took down the seemingly solid fence.

"Solid?" Wang Yi weighed the bar in his hand.

"If there are no weapons in the team, these steel bars can be used." Wang Yi looked around and saw that there were all these iron bars in the corridor. Each iron bar was made up of 20 steel bars. Roughly speaking, there were only more than 200 steel bars in this floor. Wang Yi had not gone up to check on the third floor.

"Weapons!" Wang Yi's eyes suddenly radiated a burst of the same light. If these steel bars were used well, I'm afraid they would be no less harmful to zombies than machetes.

For most of the whole day, the whole left behind team started to move. According to Wang Yi's instructions, all the fences in the prison that finally prevented prisoners from escaping were removed. They were cut into steel bars one by one and piled on the square. There were four or five hundred bars.

"Huhu ~ Yi, brother Yi, what do you want these things for?" Li Hu put down the last bundle of steel bars on his shoulder. There are only 20 steel bars in this bundle, but its weight is not so heavy. Even Li Hu can't bear it. He sat on the pile of steel bars and gasped for breath.

"Be a weapon." Wang Yi picked an eyebrow and threw it to Li hugen“ After a while, you don't need to forge machetes. Go and sharpen all the steel bars here with cutting machines and grinders. "

"Ah Li Hu suddenly let out a cry.

"All, how long will it take!"

Looking at the pile of steel bars that was about to pile up into a hill, Li Hu almost cried.

"If you're asked to do it, do it." Wang Yi snorted and picked up a steel bar.

"Well, cut one side diagonally and polish it a little bit."

Wang Yi made a knife by holding his hand upright and made a stroke at one end of the steel bar.

Because there is only one cutting machine in the team, the speed of grinding steel bars is not too fast, but no matter how slow it is, it is just a few simple cuts. In most of the day, this pile of steel bars are almost cut less.

Li Hu operates the cutting machine, while Zhang Cong, Shen He and others polish the steel bars cut by Li Hu. After processing, one end of the steel bars forms an oblique sharp blade, which is extremely sharp. It can't be described as steel bars. This is a real shot.

Throughout the afternoon, the sound of grinding reverberated in the prison. The iron slag from the steel bar had covered Li Hu's feet. When the last one was cut, the four or five hundred fresh spears were piled on one side.

"Brother Yi, it's all finished according to your request." Li Hu hammered his old waist. After all, he worked continuously for several hours. No matter how strong he was, he couldn't stand such hardship.

"Well, hard work." Wang Yi patted Li Hu on the shoulder, bent down to pick up a spear and looked at it carefully.

The spear was very rough. Besides the sharp blade, the body of the spear was even a little bit rough. But it didn't delay Wang Yi's repeated touching, just like touching a woman's body.

"Brother Yi, you don't want to use this game to fight with zombies, do you?" Li Hu took off his coat, which was burned by Martian son like a gauze net. Seeing that Wang Yi kept touching the so-called spear, he could not help wondering.

"This game should be longer. Where can I use a machete?"

"Is it?" Wang Yi grinned and said.

"Why don't we go out and have a try?"

"Good!" Li Hu clapped his hands. He had long wanted to know how powerful the thing Wang Yi asked for was.

"Shen He, Zhang Cong and Liu Yang, join us. Let's go out and try the power of this gun."

Wang Yi called a few people, with more than a dozen guns, and walked out of the prison.

Outside the prison is a piece of open wasteland. After several people came out, Wang Yi asked Li Hu to take a few old iron oil barrels that had fallen off the wall when he was besieged by zombies and walk towards the distance.

"Brother Yi, that's about it!"

Li Hu went out nearly 100 meters away and yelled at Wang Yi, who was still standing under the wall.

"Far away!" Wang Yi drew a gun and found that the distance was too close.

"Er... OK."

Li Hu touched his head. Although he knew what Wang Yi meant, the spear weighed nearly five or six Jin. It was powerful for ordinary people to throw dozens of meters.

Li Hu had heard of it when chatting with several special police officers, such as Yang Ze, before. Most of the grenade throwing distances in general troops are 40 or 50 meters away, and the weight of the grenade is much less than that of the gun throwing.