DipNovel Chapter 348 Father and Son About to Return Home
Chapter 348 Father and Son About to Return Home
Chapter 348 Father and Son About to Return Home
Gavin was in a really good mood, after all, Ivan had come up with a practical and reliable plan to restore the power plant, which really gave Gavin hope that the league could temporarily get rid of the power plant!
It's not that the league's existing generators are unusable; Gavin spent a lot of money when he acquired these things.
His private construction projects couldn't possibly be so greedy as to cause such severe mold growth. As long as maintenance is ensured, the Alliance's generators should last for several years without any problems. At that point, the real concern would be the issue of fuel sedimentation over time.
As for now.
Once the hydroelectric power station is operational again, Lake Richard, a large lake that is over 50 kilometers long and over 8 kilometers wide, will be put to use.
That camp will not only usher in an era of abundant electricity, but it will also eliminate the inherent danger of Lake Richard, namely the possibility of the levees breaching during the rainy season.
Most importantly, once the power plant is back up and running, Gavin can try to open the sluice gates of Lake Richard to thoroughly clear the thousands of zombies that have accumulated on the lake.
Even if ten people work together on yachts to salvage the zombies, they can't retrieve three hundred zombies in a whole day. They still have to kill and burn the zombies, wasting countless amounts of fuel and manpower.
Once the gates of the Richard Dam are reopened, it will be easy to dump the zombies downstream onto the riverbank using flood discharge.
Although doing so may cause the gate to become clogged.
The reason it is said to be possible is that several thousand zombies sounds like a lot, but compared to the nearly 2.8-kilometer-long flood discharge channel of Lake Richard, this number is not that great.
On average, every ten meters of gate area only needs to withstand the outpouring of a few dozen zombies, so it seems unlikely that there will be much congestion.
In addition, after observing the scale of Richard Dam, Edward was confident that he could make improvised explosive devices to solve potential siltation problems on a small scale without damaging the dam as much as possible.
In short, Lake Richard has been a source of concern for Gavin since the alliance was founded, or rather, since the first day Gavin returned home.
Although the guys in the alliance didn't pay attention to the area all day, they all had their own ideas about the lake in private.
As for whose advice to follow, of course you should listen to the professional dynamics expert, Ivan. For him, projects like hydroelectric power stations are just small projects that he can manage and maintain after a little learning.
Even if you put Tsar Bomba into the field of nuclear power engineering, he would still have a certain academic standing. Every astronaut who can carry out scientific research missions on the space station is either academically or practically skilled.
Beside him, seeing the smile on Gavin's face, Big Ivan, with a cigar in his mouth, waved casually at Gavin.
"I've seen a lot, boss. It's just a hydroelectric power station. Trust me, as long as the guys operate according to the standards I set, there won't be any problems."
"I had already selected 45 people for this purpose, mostly from the new recruits in New Mexico. If all goes well, these 45 people will all be put into the maintenance work of the power plant and substation."
"I have investigated the power generation capacity of this hydroelectric power station, which is about 250,000 kilowatts. It is already relatively large for a medium-sized power station. The number of employees is 45, which is almost the minimum number I have calculated to maintain the healthy and continuous operation of the power station and substation."
"This is also a challenge we will face in the future. After all, 45 people are not enough to maintain a medium-sized hydroelectric power station that is considered top-notch, because each of them has to work relatively longer hours."
"So even if everything goes smoothly, we need to put more manpower into the power plant to ensure it can operate for as long as possible."
"In addition, I suggest that we must build the power plants directly into production bases!"
At this point, Ivan looked intently at Gavin.
Gavin nodded without hesitation.
"You're right. I've been thinking about the branch base these past few nights. We really need to protect our power plant."
"Ivan, don't worry about me being reluctant to give up manpower. After all, energy is of paramount importance for our future, and I can't possibly abandon a hydroelectric power station with a generating capacity of 250,000 kilowatts!"
"Therefore, you should do your best to inspect and maintain the power plant safely and cautiously, and then try to restart the power plant."
"As for me, I will try to mobilize a team of more than 30 people in the next week, with both internal and external staff and logistics personnel equally divided, to establish the power plant as our second base."
"New outposts and bunkers will be built nearby, at least one of each type. The power plant, once it reaches the original building level, can also serve as a base for the start, allowing the guys to live there and work with peace of mind."
"Of course, I know that not everyone will like going to the underground structure, which is more damp and less safe than the power station on the estate."
"But don't worry, that's the reason I exist. I will convince enough people."
Gavin nodded emphatically to Ivan, who then gave a satisfied smile.
Very good. After successfully returning to the ground, although his new boss is an American whom Mao Zedong dislikes, the new boss's vision is still quite good.
As long as his work is supported, he has a bright future ahead of him!
As for what Big Ivan wants to do—
Well, everything he wants to do, regardless of the type of assembly line operation, will inevitably require a stable power supply.
The power plant was the starting point for all his aspirations.
After securing the energy supply, he would then propose his next plan: to try to build an armory for the Alliance, a small workshop that could not only maintain most of the weapons from before the apocalypse, but also independently manufacture new weapons!
That's right, he has to maintain those bombs!
All the bombs before the apocalypse!
It's important to understand that over time, and with the widespread spread of zombie fungus, the environmental impact will increase.
The various missiles currently stored in major armories will not be properly maintained.
Even if the armory looks spotless, Tsar Bomba can't guarantee that the missiles will be launched safely!
Otherwise, why would countries around the world need so many maintenance costs for their missiles?
The Alliance now has leads on both immovable missile silos and mobile missile vehicles; it's just that Gavin doesn't dare to easily bring missiles back to the vicinity of the camp.
If the missiles could be safely maintained, Gavin could even drive back a few missile vehicles and try to use those big things to destroy the massive aggregate that was still entrenched in Dallas!
Aside from uncontrollable hazards such as natural disasters, locust plagues, rat plagues, and rabbit plagues, Gavin has been concerned about several potential problems.
Of the remaining potential risks, the biggest are the Richard Dam flooding and the Dallas Polymer suddenly going berserk.
As for other survivor groups—
Only organizations that are unsure of their own strength will hesitate and shrink back in the face of war.
And the current alliance—
After receiving the funds and undergoing more than a month of expansion and training, the number of field agents in the league has increased to a terrifying scale of more than 135 people.
Meanwhile, the field team gradually drove back more than 20 armored vehicles and three tanks!
With this level of firepower, coupled with the skill level of veterans like Edward and Eugene mentoring new recruits, the firepower is quite impressive.
Even if the biker gang threw five or six hundred gunmen in front of Gavin, Gavin would dare to launch a combined arms attack with Apache helicopters, giving the biker gang a head-on blow!
As for whether other camps will have their own planes and tanks.
As they please, at least while the League itself still possesses sufficient martial spirit, Gavin will neither tactically despise other enemies nor strategically fear them.
In short, at this moment, Ivan and Gavin's goals were perfectly aligned.
After exchanging a few words, Ivan, full of enthusiasm, went to greet the men he had chosen.
Watching Ivan's retreating figure, Gavin leaned against the wolf enclosure, took the bucket of beef from Eugene, and threw piece after piece of beef into the noisy wolf pack.
Ignoring the wolves' fawning howls, Gavin stared at Ivan's retreating figure and spoke to Eugene.
"Redhead, when you fucking came out of Corsica with me, did you ever imagine we'd end up like this?"
"Tch, I knew it! Quarterback!"
Faced with Gavin's question, Eugene, like Gavin, stayed by the wolf enclosure, casually throwing meat to the wolves who were gradually being domesticated.
At the same time, a look of nostalgia appeared on his face as he muttered a curse under his breath.
"Believe it or not, boss, I knew this was what would happen to us the moment I took your damn advice and hid under the GG sign with my little cousin looking for my sister!"
"Look at us now, tsk tsk, even though we can't get online or play any new games, at least the radio is still telling us that there are other living people all over the world fighting this damn apocalypse with us."
"As for ourselves, things couldn't be better, haha, our alliance is like a peaceful village, at least for now."
"Or perhaps everyone here, including you and me, has goals and hopes, whether those goals are to be dragged into the woods by some woman tomorrow night and have sex with her, or the hope that this kind of life can continue safely."
"Even a thug's goal is still a goal, isn't it? I'm glad we've become like this, instead of like—damn it, I don't like talking about my past experiences."
"But I have to admit, those years after I left the army were really meaningless. I drifted through life aimlessly, and occasionally I even had suicidal thoughts. Don't tell anyone about this, boss!"
At this point, Eugene gave Gavin a cheeky pat on the shoulder.
Gavin laughed and grabbed Eugene's cowboy hat, spinning it around heavily.
While Eugene was adjusting his hat, Gavin responded quietly.
"Don't worry, my mouth is sealed tight, but yours is loose. Who knows who you'll tell about your embarrassing pre-apocalyptic stories!"
"Haha, okay, you're right, I do like the one with the big mouth more."
Eugene grinned and laughed, and then the laughter finally faded away.
Eugene looked up at the sky and spoke softly, unusually calmly.
"After all, the things I talk about are either things that make me proud, or things that I have already let go of."
"So, being a big mouth is fine, haha, look how open-minded I am now, right, boss?"
Eugene smiled and raised an eyebrow at Gavin.
Upon hearing this, Gavin first smiled and nodded, then suddenly asked in a low voice.
"Are you really at peace with it now? Then why did you wet your pants back then—"
"Fuck you, quarterback! I'll fight you to the death!!!"
Eugene's roar echoed across the grassland, causing all the men passing by outside the manor to stop in their tracks.
Gavin's subsequent burst of laughter, and Eugene's apparent attempt to throw Gavin over but failing to budge him, made even the initially worried guys laugh.
While laughing, the alliance continued its work. Before eight o'clock, Big Ivan set off with the manpower he needed, and Old Feng also took a considerable number of internal staff with him to provide protection for the guys while they worked.
While Gavin and his new team are making steady progress, things are moving towards distant Boston.
A Ford pickup truck with a windshield replaced by a simple sheet metal frame and its body riddled with bullet holes was slowly driving along Highway 6 on Cape Cod.
While slowly maneuvering the car towards the sea breeze, carefully avoid the relatively close buildings on both sides of the road.
Even though the car was driving quite slowly, its trajectory still seemed to be swaying slightly.
Meanwhile, the young man lying in the passenger seat of the pickup truck finally couldn't help but tease the older man in the driver's seat.
"Haha, Dad, are you so nervous you can't drive?"
"If so, I'll wake Nemur up and have him drive for you for a while. Anyway, that young master always seems to be sleepy, so it's only right that he drives once in a while."
At this point, the young man in the passenger seat turned his head and looked at the young man lying in the back seat snoring.
At the same time, the old man in the driver's seat shook his head and said softly.
"Don't do that, Anglu. Abel saved our lives last night; he needs rest!"
At this point, Johnny took a deep breath and calmed his hands, which had been pounding, a little.
That's right, this father and son are Johnny and Anglu, the two who are passionate about extreme sports.
Since leaving the Atlanta area, their journey had been anything but smooth, but despite the many hardships they had endured, they eventually returned to their hometown, Cape Cod.
At the same time, they also had their own partner, a young master with excellent marksmanship, the heir of the Nemur family, Abel Charles de Nemur.
The three of them had only been together for a few days, but they had already experienced more than one or two life-or-death situations in those few days.
Recalling those experiences, Johnny's scalp tingled. Now, his eye sockets are sunken and his pupils are bloodshot, making him look like he has aged ten years.
If it weren't for his unwavering determination to find his lover supporting his will...
Without the numerous broadcasts from Gavin and the new league to rouse his spirits.
Without the above, Johnny sometimes feels like he's going crazy.
Of course, the most important person is still his son!
Although Anglu had broken his leg, he remained optimistic and confident. Even though he experienced many hardships on his journey home, the boy became his father's source of motivation and support.
Thinking of this, Johnny gently patted Anglu on the shoulder.
Meanwhile, Anglu turned to look at a shop outside the car window, his lips trembling as he spoke.
"Ha, Dad—I see it—Uncle Burns' hot dog stand! It's less than fifteen kilometers from our house!"