Eye of the Wasteland

Chapter 245 Lin Zhuang Construction Site (Part [-])
"one two Three!"

"one two Three!"

In the bitter cold wind, amidst the sound of everyone chanting, hammers smashed the antique courtyard walls to cracks, and then gradually broke holes and collapsed.

As the courtyard walls were smashed down one after another, the people waiting aside began to collect the scattered bricks.

Today, the entire Linzhuang stronghold has become a huge construction site.

Although many of the workers looked sallow and emaciated or even weak, each of them looked extremely excited and worked extremely hard.

Because when the work started, Cao Chengan, the foreman who was a member of Wasteland Games, told them that the work was done for themselves.

From now on, the Linzhuang stronghold will not have those weird red tapes imitating ancient times, let alone those inexplicable rules that ignore human life.

Moreover, all the buildings here will belong to the homeless in this stronghold, and the courtyard walls of these mansions will be demolished.

Those antique buildings will also be transformed into collective dormitories, and uninhabitable buildings will be transformed into functional buildings such as conference halls, canteens, and warehouses.

Everyone will be able to have a warm and comfortable house to live in, and everyone will be able to obtain uniformly distributed clothing, food and supplies through labor.

The sick would be healed, and even the foreman said he would open an open-air market in the back garden that formerly belonged to the Lin family.

After the open-air market is built, they will allow people in the stronghold to exchange what they need with each other, and encourage everyone to do some small businesses.

Even after the order in the stronghold is fully restored, they are planning to open this market, allowing foreign wanderers to come here to do business with everyone.

Even now, most of what Foreman Cao said didn't even have a prototype.

It was just that when the Fist of the Wasteland soldiers carried the meat porridge with some meat in it, and distributed a piece of potato cake and half a roasted sweet potato to each worker, all doubts and worries disappeared.

Nowadays, everyone just wants to complete Foreman Cao's plan for the entire Linzhuang stronghold as soon as possible, so that the beautiful blueprint he promised to everyone in the Linzhuang stronghold can be realized earlier.

On the other side of the construction site, many men, women and children were standing in line holding those antique costumes reluctantly.

Then, under the guidance of the Wasteland Fist soldiers who maintained order, they threw the antique clothes in their hands into the compartment of the transport truck parked there in advance.

These antique clothes will be sent to Fuyuan City to sell, and then the money exchanged will be used to buy building materials and food and supplies needed for winter.

Although some old people and women couldn't help showing sadness on their faces when they threw these ancient costumes into the compartment of the transport truck, they were immediately persuaded by the men on the side to take them aside at the same time.

While comforting those old men and women softly, those men would look warily at the Wasteland Fist soldiers maintaining order and the guns in their hands.

Standing on an attic that originally belonged to the Lin family, Ding Shiyang watched everything that happened in the stronghold from afar.

He couldn't help chuckling when he saw the sadness, helplessness and sense of loss when those men, women and children handed over their clothes.

"Looking at their appearance like a little daughter-in-law who has been wronged, they must be somewhat unconvinced."

"I think even if the execution of the Lin family can deter them for a period of time, I think these guys will probably try to do things in the future."

"And recently, soldiers of the Fist of the Wasteland have reported to me that they saw some of them sneaking to the place where the Dragon Hunting Legion is stationed at night."

Hearing what Ding Shiyang said next to him, Wu Yunhao replied: "It's normal for them to react like this. On the contrary, many things about them have not met my expectations."

"We originally thought that they might have a fight with us because of the support of the Dragon Hunting Legion. Even the Dragon Hunting Legion might intervene in the conflict at Linzhuang stronghold."

"It's just that I didn't expect that they seemed to realize that the situation was wrong, and they didn't have the posture to fight us to the end at all."

Regarding this, Ding Shiyang said with a smile: "Didn't I tell you a long time ago, these guys are used to those days of bullying others, and they are at most a paper tiger."

"I still remember when we fought with the Lin family earlier, we killed a dozen or so, and the homeless soldiers of the Lin family collapsed."

"And there are still many homeless soldiers who want to sign up for Fist of the Wasteland, but I haven't agreed yet."

"Isn't the situation the same now? We cleaned up the Lin family, and all the leaders died, so they obediently surrendered to us."

"At most, I will file a complaint with the Dragon Hunting Legion behind my back, but if they don't continue to make trouble, the Dragon Hunting Legion will not dare to act rashly."

As he said that, Ding Shiyang couldn't help but shook his head and said: "Don't say it, if you say it like this, all this forms a perfect closed loop, as if God is helping us."

Wu Yunhao replied with a smile: "God will not protect us. If God really protects us, then why has the human world regressed from the age of civilization to what it is now?"

Sensing that the topic might become heavy, Ding Shiyang hurriedly changed the topic: "Oh, by the way, the captain heard that the talks with the three homeless strongholds were good."

"I think it should be that the news about the Linzhuang stronghold spread to the three homeless strongholds in the past two days. They know the treatment of the Lin family, and they definitely have no reason to disagree."

Hearing this, Wu Yunhao said: "If this is the case, then you can notify the other homeless strongholds and prepare to start moving to the five homeless strongholds as soon as possible."

"In addition, the five strongholds should spend as much money as possible to hoard construction materials, food, and supplies. Don't be too concerned about money, and focus on hoarding supplies as much as possible."

"I think it will freeze in another month or so. At that time, it will be difficult to migrate or transport materials, so we must prepare in advance."

Nodding slightly to Wu Yunhao, Ding Shiyang said: "In this way, I think this winter should be less suffering."

Wu Yunhao was silent for a while, and then added to Ding Shiyang: "In addition, when winter comes, the price of food and supplies will increase, but guns and ammunition will not."

"If the blacksmiths and workshops at the Xinshan Village stronghold are ready to operate, then go to the outer city of Fuyuan City to buy some second-hand firearms."

"On the one hand, it can train those craftsmen to do repair and maintenance work, and on the other hand, it can also stockpile some firearms and ammunition for us."

Ding Shiyang was taken aback for a moment, and asked curiously, "What are you going to do to hoard firearms and ammunition?"

Wu Yunhao replied with a smile: "Don't do anything, just in case of emergencies."

(End of this chapter)