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This should be definite news, which is why there is such a huge effort, all resources are used to transport supplies, and a large number of people are relocated.

Seeing her silence, the instructor asked tentatively: "In the dream, is there a way to deal with the sun?"

Xining smiled: "I am just a semi-literate person who dropped out of school in the third grade of elementary school. Even if I dreamed about it, I don't know what happened. Anyway, the crisis was resolved after a year. This kind of thing is not something ordinary people like me think about."

And China has done a great job, taking all measures to allow as many people as possible to get through this year. Perhaps the same is true in the previous plot, but the owner is in a remote place, and the entire rescue measure cannot be comprehensive. After all, China has a large territory and a lot of people.

The instructor looked at her deeply: "Are you really Zeng Zhaodi?" He looked directly into the depths of her pupils.

Is it right to use a slight expression of surprise to determine whether someone is lying? I had learned this trick before when I was a Fu BoLe.

"Actually, there is no one else here. Even if you don't say anything, you know this and I know it."

Xining asked slowly: "Do you need my ID card?"

Of course, you can find out who she is without an ID card. With the current technology on this planet, a drop of blood or a little saliva is enough to detect whether the person is real or fake.

Seeing that she was extremely calm, the instructor had no choice but to give up: "No need for this." If it wasn't him, the Public Security Bureau would have informed her long ago.

There was a knock on the door from outside: "Instructor, we're going to do it here!"

The instructor opened the door: "Come in."

Several people worked together to carry the mat in. The mat was quite thick.

The instructor waved to her: "Pack your things, let's go somewhere else first."

There was nothing to pack, just a suitcase and some toiletries.

Walking to the corridor, the entire floor was filled with people laying mats. They moved all the furniture out of the room, moved it to the next corner first, and then spread the mats.

The instructor looked at the busy work in front of him with his hands behind his back: "There are thirty-seven family members who are willing to stay now. There are five family rooms, with eight people in each room. They will be placed around your room and the thickest and softest mats will be given to you. The rest will be prepared as ordinary dormitories and will be moved up when needed."

"All the furniture was chopped up and used as firewood. All the surrounding trees will be cut down later."

"Those in the courtyard next door, please thank us first and talk to us later."

Xining stood side by side and watched together: "They will come, unless they requisition nearby residential buildings."

"Maybe they will be requisitioned." The instructor's mouth curved slightly: "They went out just now to cooperate with the commander-in-chief to transfer the people. We will start the transfer from the nearest residents. In two days, all residents within a five-kilometer radius will be evacuated to safe spots."

Xining picked up the phone and opened the map. The railway station was eight kilometers away.

Understand, if you run out of food, will you choose the railway bureau less than three kilometers away, or the compound five kilometers away? You must know that in extremely cold temperatures, every extra step you take outside will increase your mortality rate.

Seeing her actions, the instructor knew that her mind was online and explained: "In addition to the reserve warehouse, the railway station is also the largest settlement point. Now the reserve materials are being rushed out of the warehouse and sent to various railway stations."

Although trains can still run at minus 50 or 60 degrees Celsius, cars and airplanes cannot.

There is already one meter of snow now, and the roads are basically dug by people with shovels, except for bulldozers and snow plows. In two days at most, when the temperature drops to minus 30 degrees Celsius, paralysis will begin. Whether using electricity or oil, it is difficult to start the engine.

The instructor's tone was very serious: "I don't know how many people will survive." Xining said softly: "Do your best to obey fate. It's already good to be able to do this."

The instructor exhaled slightly, and that was all.

To be honest, she didn't expect that China was so powerful and could think so much. It used various storage warehouses and railway stations as settlement points to supply and distribute food nearby. Such a large amount of food is enough to prevent the people in the resettlement sites from starving to death, and in this way at least tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions, more people can survive.

Suddenly there was a "boom" and the lights in the corridor went out. Now the sky outside is as dark as six or seven o'clock in the evening. Without the lights, the corridor has also become dim.

power cut! Even if the snow doesn't knock down power lines, the cold temperatures can shut down ordinary generator sets.

The instructor shouted to the people who had stopped: "We have a small backup generator, please come on. Let's continue."

Xining asked: "Keep warm?"

It was already close to minus 17 or 18 degrees Celsius, and even a small generator might not be able to move.

The instructor looked at her and nodded slowly: "Let's light the brazier."

The current situation is that we can hold on for as long as we can.

Looking at the things shipped out of her room, the instructor asked, "Can you sell these things to us?"

Not only today, but also in the future it is possible to go out for rescue. When there is a water or power outage, a stove that can boil water anytime and anywhere is really useful. High-concentration liquor and hot water bottles may be difficult to buy even if you have money.

"I won't sell it." Xining said instead, "I'll give it to you. Just leave me a hot water bottle and a barrel of liquor."

The instructor suddenly felt warm in his heart: "No, no, no, although the prices of these things now are definitely not the original prices, the money still has to be paid."

"From now on, I will eat and live here, and there are so many soldiers to protect me. As long as I make money, don't be polite to me." This is what she originally thought. In the apocalypse, no matter how much supplies have no protection ability, Can't hold it either. That's why I bought these things that were most likely to be useful in exchange for shelter.

"Okay, okay." The instructor was so excited that he said two hellos in a row: "On behalf of the organization, thank you for your support."

Xining smiled casually. It was obvious that she made the right bet this time.

There were so many people and so quickly, all the rooms were cleared and thick mats were laid out. By the time everything was done, the heating had stopped.

Xining chose the corner closest to the stove in the room, spread one quilt under her body, and wrapped one around her body. The first floor has been abandoned. After all, the snow is already higher than the window sill. If it goes down any further, the glass will collapse.

All family members are allocated five rooms. Some have chosen to stay with their relatives and friends in resettlement sites, where there are now only six people in each room.

Also in the room was a five-year-old girl, accompanied by her mother, a family member of the Master Sergeant 3rd Class. Those who have boys will be gathered in another room. If they are older and over seven years old, they will stay with their mother during the day and go to the third and fourth floors to be with the soldiers at night.

You can still watch TV now, and the small engine is enough to provide basic electricity for this building. Most of all the programs are broadcast live, and without exception, the addresses of the main resettlement sites are scrolled below.

At this time, the stove was already burning with firewood, and there was an old-fashioned stainless steel kettle taken from the next door room on the stove. White smoke was slowly rising from the curved mouth of the stove.

The room is still quite warm at the moment, but it's currently less than minus 20 degrees outside, and I'm already wearing a down jacket and a quilt. It's really 60 or 70 degrees below zero, I really don't know what it's like.

Just like the body master at that time, the firewood kept burning in the middle, and everyone huddled together, shivering from the cold. People who are leaning against each other now may have a meal in their stomachs next time.