Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Chapter 1597 Promotion!

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In the cedar forest, the huge noise of the chainsaw attracted several zombies.

Zhang Rufeng looked at the ghost head behind him, and several ghost heads walked over with spears in hand.

Swish!
Pfft!

Guitou pulled the spear out of the zombie's head, and the zombie fell to the ground.

Zhang Rufeng was sitting on the front of the car. After seeing the zombies being dealt with, he put his hands behind his head and fell on the front of the car to rest.

Suddenly a head popped out from the car.

"Captain, there's news from Oil City, asking when our team can go back today?"

"What's the matter?" Zhang Rufeng asked calmly, looking at the sunlight coming through the gaps between the leaves.

"Our team is one of the third-level personnel who will be promoted to second-level outer-city personnel. The promotion ceremony will be held at 6 o'clock this evening at the South Square of the Trading Market!" Xiao Adong said excitedly as he got out of the car.

"What?"

Zhang Rufeng suddenly stood up and sat up, then jumped down from the front of the car and walked quickly into the car.

Pick up the radio headset
A few minutes later, he came out with a ruddy complexion, as if he had taken some tonic medicine.

"Brothers, I have good news for you!"

Zhong Chuchu was in the oil city, contacting everyone one by one using the radio.

It took her more than an hour to notify all the promoted personnel. Except for those who were still at the headquarters base, everyone else would be able to arrive at the trading market in the evening.

As time passed, the promotion ceremony platform in the southern square of the trading market was gradually completed.

The news about the promotion of level 3 personnel gradually spread to more people.

Half past four in the afternoon.

Dongfeng, who rushed back from a long journey, contacted Lao Luo as soon as possible.

"Director Luo, the vehicles on this vehicle are mainly composed of anti-aircraft close combat guns and disassembled parts of the main gun. Each part has been marked for assembly. The weapons expert reminds us not to move them for the time being. The subsequent assembly must be based on these marks.

There are also some usable wires and cables removed from destroyers."

Dongfeng reported to Lao Luo about the things transported on this trip.

"okay."

Lao Luo looked at the convoy behind him. The huge close-in weapon system barrel on the vehicle was longer than a truck.

Looking at the person in charge of the Materials Management Office of the Trade Fair:
"Liu Long, please set aside a separate warehouse to store these things. When the weapons experts come back from Tongshi, let them guide the assembly."

The close-in defense guns here can still be used. When the time comes, they can be assembled and used as city defense guns, which will be incredibly powerful.

However, this close-in weapon system consumes a huge amount of shells, and once it is turned on, the shells are consumed like water.

Liu Long looked quite strong and nodded.
"Okay, Captain Dongfeng, please drive the car to the South District Transportation and Storage Area."

Under Lao Luo's watchful eyes, Dongfeng and Liu Long led the convoy from outside the Oil City Gate to the southern area of ​​the trading market.

There is limited space in the oil city, and a large amount of food and ammunition is stored there.

Therefore, these things can only be temporarily placed in the storage area in the southern part of the trading market.

The main functions of the southern area of ​​the trading market are transportation and warehousing.

When the survivors entered the city, the dangerous items, firearms, ammunition, cold weapons, etc. that they handed over were stored here.

Since a large number of firearms, cold weapons and other items are sealed here, there are guards watching here 24 hours a day.

The convoy passed through the trading market, and the survivors passing by were amazed when they saw the huge close-in defense gun on the semi-trailer.

"Damn, where did they get this? Such a big gun barrel!"

"Destroyer close-in defense gun 1130, with an amazing firing rate! It looks like it was removed from a destroyer."

"Too powerful, but can the things on this destroyer be dismantled and used?"

"can."

"Great! It's safer to stay in the trading market."

Some cables and wires were covered by tarpaulins, but the main components of the close-in weapon system were so large that the barrel was inevitably exposed.

The survivors in the trading market gathered in groups of three or five, pointing at the convoy and exclaiming from time to time.

Four fifty in the evening.

Zhang Rufeng, He Feng and others returned from their mission outside.

"Brother Wen, I've unloaded these woods over there." Zhang Rufeng pointed to an open space on the right and said to Wen Biao.

Wen Biao is the head of a wood products factory. All wooden furniture in the trade fair is made in this factory.

Seeing Zhang Rufeng, Wen Biao teased:
"I heard that your group is going to be promoted to outer city personnel. Congratulations."

Zhang Rufeng scratched his head and said with a smile:

"This is all thanks to you, Brother Wen."

"Hey, don't bring me up. Your promotion to Level 2 outer city personnel has nothing to do with me. It was the decision of the minister and others." Wen Biao waved his hand quickly.

Although he said this, he was actually one of the people who assessed Zhang Rufeng.

He filled out the evaluation and rating about Zhang Rufeng.

Recently, because Zhang Rufeng was in charge of logging outside and he was the person in charge of the wood products factory, he communicated more with Zhang Rufeng.

I found that Zhang Rufeng is quite reliable. He can transport the wood on time every day and never misses the delivery time.

Although he is usually smooth-talking, after getting to know him, I found that his recognition of the large camphor tree base is a bit outrageous.

What he didn't know was that Zhang Rufeng's entire family was destroyed by the Western Alliance, and the big camphor tree destroyed the Western Alliance, which was equivalent to helping him avenge his family invisibly.

Because in an hour, Zhang Rufeng and his team will attend the promotion ceremony.

So, Wenlong specially asked someone to help them unload the wood from the truck.

The wood that would have taken half an hour to unload was unloaded in just over ten minutes with the help of Wen Biao and his colleagues.

"Brother Wen, thank you." Zhang Rufeng jumped off the forklift and said to Wen Biao.

Wen Biao smiled and said, "It's nothing. Go take a shower. The promotion ceremony will be held in an hour. It's not good for you to run there all sweaty."

"okay."

Zhang Rufeng shouted and walked towards the oil city with his men.

Arriving at the Oil City accommodation building, Zhang Rufeng took the soap and towel given to them and went to the shower room carrying a washbasin.

There has been no rain for three consecutive months recently, and there are restrictions on their water use.

According to the treatment of non-staff personnel, they were originally able to take a bath eight times a month.

Now I can only take a bath four times a month.

This is equivalent to only being able to wash it once a week.

If it doesn't rain for a long time, the frequency may drop even lower.

Once they are promoted to Level 2 outer city personnel, their bathing frequency can return to its previous level.

Arriving at the shower room, Zhang Rufeng took off his sweaty and smelly clothes, turned on the shower head, and wet his body.

Scrub your entire body with soap, then rub the sweat and dirt off your body vigorously with a towel.

The temperature outside was over 35 degrees Celsius, and they were wearing the uniforms of the Civil Armed Forces Department, feeling a little stuffy.

After scrubbing, he turned on the shower and let the water wash his body from head to toe.

Two minutes later, the water from the shower stopped.

There is a shortage of water now, so the sprinkler head can only spray water for three minutes. Washing must be completed within three minutes. Otherwise, there is nothing we can do.

For men like them, three minutes was enough.

He walked out with wet hair, dried his hair with a hair dryer, and changed into clean clothes.

After taking a shower, I feel refreshed and relaxed.

Zhang Rufeng was already quite handsome, and he looked refreshed after taking a bath.

The time came to five thirty and the sun was setting.

The temperature also dropped a lot.

Zhang Rufeng came to the South District Square with light steps, feeling the gentle breeze.

At this time, the South District Square was already full of people.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the radio broadcast the news about the promotion of level three personnel, and many survivors in the trading market heard it.

Some people who had finished work came here to join in the fun, while others were survivors who had returned from searching for supplies outside.

"Level 3 personnel are promoted, so after the promotion, they will become Level 2 personnel, right?"

"Tsk tsk, that's incredible. I heard that quite a few people were promoted this time!"

"Envy, that's all I can say."

Listening to the envious exclamations coming from all around, Zhang Rufeng squeezed in front of the ceremony platform.

There are no seats or stools here, everyone has to stand.

When he came to the front, Zhang Rufeng saw some familiar faces.

"Dongfeng! Hey, when did you come back?"

"I just came back at four in the afternoon." Dongfeng replied indifferently.

"Are things in Tong City finished?" Zhang Rufeng asked curiously.

Dongfang shook his head. "No, I have to go there tomorrow. There are too many things to transport in one trip."

Zhang Rufeng was about to speak when he glanced and saw the imperial concubine chatting with Zhong Chuchu over there.

"Imperial Concubine!" Zhang Rufeng waved his hand vigorously.

When the imperial concubine heard someone calling her, she looked up and saw it was Zhang Rufeng, and nodded slightly in response.

She was not very familiar with Zhang Rufeng. Although they met often at the headquarters base, they hardly chatted.

But Zhang Rufeng had already taken the initiative to greet her, so it would not be appropriate not to respond.

Around Zhong Chuchu, Guifei, Jiuge, Shen Xiaoxiao and others gathered together. They were all rescued from the motorcycle gang by Li Yu and others.

Only Dai Jiusheng stood there quietly, and he himself was not a talkative person.

He personally doesn't like this kind of crowded scene.

Zhang Rufeng ran around the meeting room, greeting all the promoted people.

Some people responded enthusiastically, while others responded more indifferently.

Five fifty.

There were huge crowds of people around the venue.

Zhong Chuchu didn't have time to chat with Guifei and the others, and she and Lao Huang were busy maintaining order in the venue.

Just at this moment, several cars drove out of the oil city.

The crowd of survivors quickly made way.

"A big leader is coming."

"I wonder which big leader it is? The biggest leader in the trading market seems to be Director Luo, right?"

"What is it, Minister Li?"

"No way, I remember it was City Lord Li, but I haven't seen City Lord Li for a long time. I wonder if City Lord Li is still in Oil City."

"For such a big thing, City Lord Li should show up."

The Southern Paradise staff who had surrendered, Chen Er, Wu Li, Wu Xing, Zhang Tianfu and others were in the crowd looking at the imperial concubine and others in front of them.

Unlike Wu Li and others, Chen Er's eyes were always focused on the imperial concubine.

He likes the imperial concubine.

But the fallen petals want to follow the flowing water, while the flowing water is heartless and loves the fallen petals.

He had expressed his love for the imperial concubine when she was in Oil City before.

But the imperial concubine ignored him completely. Later, she went to the northern border and they had no contact again.

He also gave up the idea.

And when the imperial concubine joined the transport team and returned to Oil City from the northern border last time, he was happy for a long time.

But now.
The imperial concubine is about to be promoted to a level 2 personnel, while he is only a level 3 personnel.

The gap in status and identity made him a little introverted.

In the entire camphor tree base, people of different levels can fall in love freely.

For example, Zhou Weiguo, who was a staff member of the inner city at that time, was together with Shen Xiaoxiao, who was just a non-staff member.

Including in the current trading market, some level 2 personnel can find partners among level 3 non-staff or level 4 personnel, and it is easy to find them.

Therefore, most of the Level 2 personnel who were unwilling to return to the headquarters base last time found their partners in the Oil City and the Trading Market.

Chen Er looked at the imperial concubine in front of him with a smile like a flower, and secretly made up his mind, I must become a level 2 personnel, stand on the same level with you, and chase you again with dignity!
But what he didn't know was that this pursuit was meaningless.

crunch--

Several cars stopped next to the ceremony stage.

The first person to get off the car was Luo Sanzhang, the director of the Operations Department.

Then there is Ju Tianrui, director of the Civilian Armed Forces Department.

The last one to come out was the current biggest leader in Oil City, the absolute powerful figure in the Dazhangshu Base, Li Hongqian, the Minister of Military Affairs of the Dazhangshu Base!
Uncle San got out of the car with a smile on his face. Today is a good day.

The development speed of the Oil City and the Trading Market is too alarming. Unlike the conservative development of the headquarters base, this side adopts a liberalized market economy.

In addition, the oil city itself is in the Central Plains, and there are a large population of survivors around it.

The huge population has driven the rapid development of trading markets.

"Minister Li is out! Don't talk!" Dongfeng said to Tietou and others behind him.

"Quiet!" Zhang Rufeng also signaled Zhou Zhisheng and others.

The noise in the venue gradually died down after Uncle San came out.

Until finally it became quiet.

Uncle San was followed by Lao Luo and Ju Tianrui.

The three of them are the current top leaders of Oil City.

Seeing Minister Li coming, Zhong Chuchu hurried over and handed her written speech to her uncle.

Uncle San took it with a smile. He had read it before, but he felt it was not suitable, so he asked Zhong Chuchu to revise it.

He didn't have time to read the revised copy.

Uncle San, Lao Luo and Ju Tianrui came to the front of the ceremony platform.

There was even a red carpet on the ceremony stage, and seven or eight lights were arranged around it, making it as bright as day.

The whole scene was somewhat like the opening ceremony of a film festival.
The doomsday version of the film festival's opening ceremony features a rough style.

Uncle San was standing behind a podium made of an oil barrel with a microphone on it.

There was a piece of paper pasted on the surface of the oil barrel: podium.

"Hey Hey hey--"

Uncle San stood behind the podium, tapped the speaker and tested the microphone.

His voice echoed throughout the trading bazaar, and the microphone was connected to the broadcast of the entire trading bazaar.

It could be heard not only in the venue, but also in the accommodation building and even in the prison in the North District.

After testing the microphone, Uncle San looked at Dongfeng, Dai Jiusheng and other people who were about to be promoted who were standing in a row on the right.

He opened the speech in his hand, glanced over it, and still felt it was too long-winded.

So I put the speech on the podium.

“Our Oil City was founded four years ago with the idea of ​​creating a safe haven to provide shelter for the majority of survivors.”

"We have gradually built our Oil City to this size, built tall walls, and established trading markets. During this process, countless people have worked hard for it."

"Some people died on the wall in order to resist the zombies, some died outside in the wilderness while searching for supplies, and some died in battles with the enemy."

"Half a year ago, a thunderstorm struck, but we survived. We have survived natural disasters time and again. Facing all kinds of setbacks and hardships, we have remained strong."

"Everyone's hard work is rewarded. In Oil City, there is one central point: the more people contribute, the more they get!"

"The contribution points of these people on my right have reached the standard. After passing the assessment, it is decided to promote them. From now on, they will be the second-level personnel of our Oil City and enjoy the benefits of second-level personnel!"

"Congratulations to them!"

The voice just fell.

clap clap clap!
Zhang Rufeng was the first to applaud, and soon others followed suit.

There was thunderous applause.

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