Doomsday rat

This is the mouthpiece, radio and radio station of the District Council.By tinkering with the radio equipment found in the Yizhuang Industrial Zone, a small broadcasting station and radio relay station were created.

In the future, if there is any public notice from the management committee, there is no need to send people to run around, just turn on the power amplifier and shout into the microphone, and everyone near the market will hear it.It doesn't matter if you can't hear it in other areas, turn on the radio, and the crisp female voice will repeat the broadcast regularly throughout the day.

"It's not her!" But no one would think that this female voice was the girl on the illegal radio station, and the two voices were very different.Strange to say, since the establishment of the self-administered district, the number of broadcasts by illegal radio stations has dropped dramatically, from at least once a day to once a week.

The coalition government can only turn a blind eye to this matter. They know very well that if the radio station in the self-administered area is not allowed to operate, the illegal radio station will immediately become active and expose the government's scars all day long.

Now Hong Tao has taken the initiative to show his goodwill, reducing the number of illegal radio broadcasts, and no longer pulling on the government's pigtails to fan emotions.In return, get a low-power broadcasting station in the self-administered area, only covering the area of ​​the self-administered area, whoever makes irresponsible remarks is his own trouble.

As for the behavior of the refugees setting fires and tearing down walls and digging holes in the self-administered area, even the management office is too lazy to deal with them, or has no right to control them.

As for the self-administered district, it is up to the management committee to decide how everyone lives. As long as you don’t touch the warehouses and office departments of the alliance government, do whatever you like, and if you have the ability to demolish the building, the infrastructure department will follow and issue a certificate.

Just like every year, when the time enters November a few days, heavy snow arrives as promised, and it is also announced that winter is officially coming.At this time, both the base and the safe area became bleak. There were fewer pedestrians on the street and fewer vendors on the street. The only thing that increased was the smoke of various colors from the chimneys of every household.

The only thing is that the district is still busy. People come and go in the market at the crossroads. The merchants wear leather jackets and stand in the cold wind to warmly greet everyone passing by, and loudly introduce their products.

The guys at the barbecue stalls and naan pits sweated profusely under the heat wave. They delivered strings of barbecued meat, pots of stewed meat, and naan cakes to the customer's table, and then took coins and banknotes. , with a cheerful smile on his face.

Why is the self-administered district so lively, does it mean that it is forgotten in winter?That's impossible, God forgot who!There is only one reason for the excitement, there are goods not found elsewhere, and more delicious meals.

The goods are not ordinary handicrafts, nor carpets and knives, but a large number of clothing, shoes and hats, batteries and electrical appliances, furniture and kitchenware, tobacco, alcohol, sugar and tea, and even a wide variety of bedding.

There is no need to ask about these goods, but all refugees who have lived in the safe zone for a year and above know in their hearts that they are definitely not from the right way, and most likely come from the red zone.

Doubt turns into suspicion. You have to buy it if you should, not to mention the needs of refugees. There are also many official residents of the base in the market, and they also have a lot of demand for these in-demand goods.The coalition government only distributes basic living materials. If you want to improve the quality of life, you have to find a way by yourself.

The meals are also not ordinary meals, there are many fresh vegetables in addition to meat.This stuff is rare in winter. Even though a lot of greenhouses have been built in the safety zone in the north of the city, the output belongs to the alliance government. The official residents of the base cannot guarantee that they will have fresh vegetables every day, and where will the displaced people enjoy it. …

But in the self-administered area, they demolished buildings by hundreds of people some time ago. In addition to strengthening and keeping the residential houses warm, they also collected a large number of glass and steel frame structural parts.

Using these things, the vegetable field planted in August has been turned into a greenhouse, which is heated by the sun during the day and kept warm by the coal stove at night. Although the output is not large, it is enough to supply restaurants.

Migrants from Xinjiang Province voluntarily sold these vegetables that belonged to their winter reserves, and exchanged them for money to buy more food for storage.It doesn't matter if you eat a few bites of vegetables, as long as you have food at home, you will be at ease.

"Dang, dang, dang..." Suddenly a rush of copper bells sounded, and two four-wheeled carriages painted in red and white came galloping from the road north of the market.The driver of the cab did not slow down when he saw the crowd at the intersection, but just desperately pulled the copper bell the size of his head, as if he wanted to ram the crowd on purpose.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way! What are you talking about, what are you talking about, what are you talking about, get out of the way and go to the side of the road, don't die!"

As the bell rang, several men with red hoops on their arms rushed to the middle of the road, waving sticks in their hands to drive people to both sides.Those who move slowly are scolded, and those who are heavier are hit with a stick.

"You can't fucking speak human language, I have never seen such a tyrannical person in the base!"

It was the weekend, and the crowd hanging out at Crossroads Market was mixed with many of the base's official residents.They live much more dignified lives than the refugees in the safe zone.

Only in terms of appearance and clothing, there is no essential difference between the regular residents and the refugees. Sometimes the refugees dress neatly and more advanced than the residents.But people who are familiar with here can tell the difference between the two at a glance. On the one hand, the spiritual temperament is not the same, and on the other hand, the nameplate on the chest is relatively special.

Spiritual temperament is not easy to quantify. For example, wild fish do not need to surface after being hooked. Experienced fishermen already know that they are really struggling with their lives and refuse to accept their fate.The raised fish may struggle twice because of the pain, but that's far from enough.

Most of those who wear metal nameplates on their chests are official residents.This is not a requirement, but an unspoken rule.Those nameplates are the serial numbers of the various ministries, units, agencies, factories and mines of the alliance, a bit like the number of the army, used to prove their identity.

Residents go out to the base for activities, whether it is for safety reasons or to show off, they are accustomed to pin the nameplate in a conspicuous place on their clothes, so that people can identify themselves from afar.Nor can it be said that there are no imitations of refugees, but there are too few.

"Looks like I'm really blind, and my brain isn't very good. See, we are the joint defense team, which is specially responsible for the security work of the self-administered area. If you want to know why you are being scolded, you can go to the door of the management committee to read the regulations. If you don't know how to read, Paying someone to read aloud from the market.

But one thing, pay the fine before going to see it.After reading the regulations, you will understand why you are being punished. If you don't agree, you will go to court to file a lawsuit. Officer Hong is idle all day and has nothing to do. He will definitely be willing to talk to you. "

But today, their identities were ignored by the joint defense team members who wore red hoops on their arms and spoke weird Chinese. The faintly superior treatment was gone. Instead, they were taught a lesson like homeless people. …

"What's the matter, what's the matter? It's a hindrance to all gather together, come and come, everything that's okay is scattered!" At this time, the sound of horses' hooves came from the street corner, and the security team in black appeared.The idlers who were planning to watch the fun dispersed in a hurry, and the joint defense team also left the few residents who were not quite convinced and walked north along the street.

"Hey, don't leave, speak clearly!" Seeing the security guards riding on tall horses, the three official residents immediately became a little more imposing, and shouted at the back of the joint defense team.

"Stop, stop, don't shout, and explain exactly what's going on. If it's their problem, we'll deal with it fairly!" The security team did not listen to partiality just because one party was an official resident, and hurried away. Two steps across the middle-aged man who was still shouting, blocking the sight of both sides.

"Hey, we can't take care of this matter... That car is an ambulance, ringing the copper bell on the road indicates that there are critically ill patients inside, don't talk about you and me, even if the king and old man comes, you must give way first, otherwise you will not only be injured and killed. You deserve it, you have to be held accountable.

Several people, this is a self-administered area, not a safe area, and the regulations are different from before.If you want to avoid losses, it is best to understand the rules first.By the way, didn't they remind you to read the bulletin board carefully when you passed the checkpoint? "

After dismounting and patiently listening to the stories of several residents, the security guards spread their hands and expressed their helplessness.But I didn’t leave right away. After all, they are all official residents. I don’t want to look at the monk’s face or the Buddha’s face. Let’s say a few more words, lest Huli Hutu break the regulations again later, and if he is beaten up, he will be punished for nothing.