Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Chapter 1725 Please, Let Us In
The doomsday sky was covered with thick dark clouds, and the world seemed to be shrouded in gray.

The snow was as light as a feather, but it swept across the ground mercilessly, covering everything with a layer of cold white. The snowflakes danced in the air, spinning and floating, and finally landed on the wall.

Snowflakes covered the top of the wall like a layer of delicate white silk, and the accumulated snow on the inside of the wall had formed a small hill, through which you could vaguely see the winding paths walked by people.

buffer city.

Xie Changshan looked anxiously at the convoy coming in from the gate. He then looked back and saw dozens of trucks lined up behind him, loaded with stones and sand.

These sands and stones were prepared to fill and seal the gate after Zhang Rufeng and others came in.

As car after car drove in, Xie Changshan was on edge and didn't dare to relax for a moment.

He had been working for two days straight and hadn't slept for 48 hours.

Not having slept for the previous 24 hours made him extremely uncomfortable.

But more than 36 hours later, his brain became unusually clear.

At this time he began to feel drowsy again. He squatted on the ground, scooped up a handful of snowflakes, and rubbed them hard on his face. The cold snow made him sober instantly.

He stamped his feet to warm himself up.

The hot air exhaled dissipates.

Ten minutes later.

Chen Er, who was at the end of the pack, drove the last car in, opened the window and shouted to Xie Changshan:
"Chief Engineer Jie, everyone is here, we can seal off the city now!"

"it is good."

Xie Changshan was shocked when he heard this, and shouted to the truck convoy behind him:
"Lao Fang, have them drive the car over here and start blocking the East Gate!"

After waiting for a long time, Fang Jingxin immediately ordered the truck convoy behind to move after hearing Xie Changshan's words.

A truck loaded with gravel drove over and put the truck in reverse gear. More than twenty tons of rocks poured out from the truck bed.

The surface of these stones was covered with a layer of snow, but because it had just snowed, the snow was not frozen particularly tightly, and when it was dumped, it was scattered on the open space in the middle of the gate.

Then another car drove over and overturned.

They moved quickly, dumping truckload after truckload of sand and gravel.

Ten minutes later.

The gate was originally nearly ten meters high, but now only the last two meters are left.

During this period, some members of the Civil Armed Forces Department were watching on both sides of the gate to prevent zombies from taking advantage of this gap to sneak in.

In addition, there are excavators and shovels at the places where sand and gravel are dumped, which push the sand and gravel up to leave a better road for trucks to drive on.

In the last two meters of space, the excavator climbed up a slope made of sand and gravel.

Hundreds of cubic meters of sand and gravel are piled up underneath.

Bang, bang, bang!

Use the excavator's bucket to dig up the sand and rocks next to it, and try to fill the gap between the bottom and the top of the gate.

The most efficient of them is the Doomsday Giant, a doomsday vehicle transformed from a giant loader. With the cargo bed installed, it can shovel up nearly 40 cubic meters of sand with one shovel.

This is equivalent to the volume of sand that a heavy truck can carry.

Another ten minutes passed under the operation of the giant loader.

They blocked the East Gate completely and tightly.

The buffer city wall was 6 meters wide. Not only did they block these meters, they even extended it another four or five meters behind the wall.

If there are people or zombies outside who want to dig in, they have to dig at least ten meters before they can get into the buffer city.

Moreover, as time goes by, this pile of mud and sand will be covered by snow, melt, and finally condense with sand and stones into a huge and hard object.

At that time, if people or zombies outside wanted to come in, it would be impossible unless they used bombs or large drilling rigs.

In other words, we can just wait until the weather gets warmer and the ice and snow melt, making digging easier.

"Stop! That's enough, let them stop!" Xie Changshan saw that the East Gate was almost blocked, and immediately asked Fang Jingxin to stop.

Boom boom boom——

crunch--

The giant loader stopped.

Dai Jiusheng, who was driving the loader, patted the steering wheel and sighed:
"It's so exciting!"

In the past, he often saw this behemoth in the trading market, and often saw people repairing and maintaining this behemoth.

But there is barbed wire around it and people are not allowed to get close.

Today's driving experience was great, allowing him to feel the power of driving an extra-large loader.

"Hey, Old Dai, Engineer Fang asked us to drive this car back to the trading market." Behind Dai Jiusheng, Liu Hengshan patted him on the shoulder and said.

"okay."

Buffer city wall.

Dongfeng saw Jie Changshan and his men below stop and realized that the east gate of the buffer city had been blocked.

"Finally, everything is sealed."

sizzle-

At this moment, the intercom suddenly rang.

"Captain, there is a group of survivors outside the South Gate who want to come in. We told them that the city has been sealed off, but they still won't leave."

After hearing Liu Youguang's voice on the intercom, Dongfeng cursed in his heart:

Damn it, you came at such a coincidence. Why didn’t you come earlier or later? You had to wait until the door was completely blocked before coming.

"Leave them alone, don't let them in."

Dongfeng put away the walkie-talkie, thought about it, and decided that he should go over and take a look.

In just a few hours, five or six centimeters of snow had accumulated on the wall.

He walked towards the South Gate, stepping on the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

He and Zhang Tianfu jointly guarded the buffer city wall, and he was responsible for the east and south parts.

Zhang Tianfu was responsible for guarding the western and northern sections.

It took him a long time to walk from Dongdaemun to Namdaemun.

When he arrived here, the group of survivors outside the South Gate had not left yet.

"Captain, it was them. They refused to leave and even wanted to dig the sand and rocks below. But they gave up after digging for a while."

"Also, two waves of zombies came just now. I saw that they couldn't resist, so I helped them and killed those zombies."

The South Gate has been blocked with sand and stones for two days. In such cold weather, it has already frozen and cannot be dug open by manpower.

Dongfeng looked at the group of survivors below, about thirty people.

Each of them looks like a little snowman in the blizzard.

There were more than a dozen corpses lying on the snow. It was unknown whether these corpses were their people or the zombies that Liu Youguang and his team had just killed.

After thinking for a few seconds, Dongfeng picked up the horn and shouted at them:

"I'm the person in charge here. Please leave now. We can't let you in. Leave now. If zombies come again later, we won't help you anymore."

Under the wall.

The survivors who were shivering with cold surged forward.

One of the men, who was wearing a black cloth on his head, put it down.

His face was red from the cold, and he raised his head and shouted upwards in a trembling voice:

"My name is Chang Yichang. Please let us in. We really can't hold on any longer."

"There are women and old people in our team. Even if you don't save us, you can save them."

His voice was trembling and hoarse.

I don’t know if it was because I was cold or because I was too nervous.

After hearing his words, Dongfeng sighed, and a trace of struggle appeared in his eyes.

He shouted to Chang Yichang below:
"I'm so sorry. You saw that we used sand and stones to seal off the city. We can't open the gate now."

Chang Yichang pointed at the wall and shouted, "You can lower us with a rope and hang us up."

Dongfeng thought this suggestion was feasible.

However, the order personally issued by the minister was that once the buffer city gate was closed, no human or zombies would be allowed in.

Although he felt that these people were indeed pitiful, allowing them in would be a blatant violation of the death order issued by the minister.

Dongfeng hesitated for a moment, turned his head, adjusted the frequency of the walkie-talkie, and tried to contact the minister.

"Minister, there are survivors outside the South Gate who want to enter the trading market. Can we use a rope to lift them up?"

sizzle-

After a few seconds.

Uncle San's voice came from the intercom.

"Xie Changshan said the South Gate was also blocked?"

"Yes, it was just sealed."

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"You want to use a hanging basket to bring the people outside in?"

"I saw that there were indeed elderly people and women among them, and I felt sorry for them."

"Ugh"

Uncle San sighed.

"If they are infected, and they are put up in a hanging basket and have direct face-to-face contact with you, the risk of infection is very high."

"If they have hidden guns and pull them up, you won't have time to react."

"Also, if this precedent is set, if there are survivors coming later, will we save them or not?"

"You are only considering the safety of this small group of people. Have you ever considered the safety of other brothers on the buffer city wall, the safety of the workers who have not yet evacuated the buffer city, and even the safety of hundreds of thousands of people in the trading market?"

"We can't do anything that has even a little bit of risk right now!"

Dongfeng was silent for a long time, feeling extremely guilty.

He felt that he had not considered the problem carefully enough.

He should have considered what was more important a long time ago.

What's more, the order to close the city and not allow anyone to enter had already been issued.

Now he threw the problem to the minister, and his face felt burning with pain.

"Yes, Minister, I understand."

The third uncle continued:

"But it can give them a chance to survive."

"What?" Dongfeng was a little surprised when he heard that.

How can we help them if we don't let them in?

"I'll send someone over later to give you a key and a walkie-talkie, as well as some basic supplies. You pack them up and throw them down to them. The key is the key to the No. 1 sentry tower in the east of the trading market."

Uncle San paused for a few seconds and then continued:

"We can let them go to our sentry tower. Although there is no heating there, at least there is a place to shelter from the wind and snow. It is also enclosed to prevent zombies from climbing the wall."

"Tower No. 5 is less than kilometers away from the trading market. They can walk there quickly. With the key, they can open the door below."

"Also, since we've helped them, let them keep an eye on the surroundings. If they spot a large number of zombies or any abnormalities, contact us immediately via intercom."

Dongfeng's eyes widened after hearing what his uncle said.

I was screaming in my heart, fuck!
You can still do this!
Nowadays, more than a dozen sentry towers around the oil city have all been withdrawn and are now empty.

However, they spent a lot of effort to build those watchtowers. They have withstood the test of wall-climbing zombies and are fully capable of withstanding the impact of wall-climbing zombies and ordinary zombies.

Although it is made of stacked containers and is just a layer of iron sheet, which is definitely not as warm as brick walls and concrete, it is at least safer than staying in other places.

In addition, by giving them the key to the watchtower, they can make full use of this group of people and use them as their eyes and ears outside the oil city.

In other words, one only needs to pay a very small amount of food, a walkie-talkie and a sentry tower that is of no use now, in exchange for sentry tower observers surrounding the oil city.

Saving them will also benefit Oil City at the same time.

It's simply a genius idea.

Dongfeng admired the minister's wit from the bottom of his heart.

"Okay, Minister, I'll do as you say."

"Ah."

Uncle San continued to add:
"By the way, if there are any more survivors coming over like this, you can scout and send any reliable ones to the nearby sentry towers. I will prepare the keys and supplies for you."

"Okay, thank you Minister." Dongfeng said quickly.

"no need thank me?"

"Well, I thank you on their behalf."

Uncle San didn't say anything for a long time. After a long while, he replied:
"Dongfeng, our trading market is also facing many problems right now. With so many people, you must guard the buffer city wall. Remember, there are more than 200,000 people behind you."

"I understand!" Dongfeng felt heavy in his heart and felt the pressure rising all of a sudden.

After communicating with his uncle, Dongfeng told Liu Youguang and his subordinates about the content of his conversation with the minister.

And told the survivors below not to come in.

Chang Yichang, who was standing under the wall, heard that the people in the trading market were still unwilling to let them in, and he sat on the ground in dismay and despair.

Finished!

It's so cold and there's a heavy snowfall.

Where else can they go?
It's already the last resort.

They knew about the trading bazaar very late, only half a month ago.

After learning about the trading market, he rushed here without stopping.

But on the way, wall-climbing zombies appeared. Many people died while they were hiding. The remaining people went through a lot of hardships to get here.

Who would have thought that we couldn't get in.

"But I can show you another way, not far to the east."

Hearing Dongfeng's call, Chang Yichang immediately got up.

After listening carefully to Dongfeng's words, he thanked him excitedly:
"Thank you, no problem, no problem, we accept your arrangement, and we will contact you if we find any abnormality."

Although I can’t enter the trading bazaar, the place Dongfeng described seems pretty good.

At least it can block the wind and snow, and can also resist the impact of wall-climbing zombies.

Now they have no other choice, this seems to be the best way.

Twenty minutes later.

Ding Tai'a came up from the wall holding a package and a rope.

Handed it to the east wind,
"The minister asked me to bring it here. The walkie-talkie is fully charged. There are also two fully charged batteries. Tell them to use them sparingly and not turn on the walkie-talkie when not in use. It should be able to last for a long time."

"The channel has been set in the intercom. Tell them not to adjust it randomly. Just contact us on this channel. A communicator will answer the call at the communications office."

"There are two more ultraviolet flashlights in there, give them those too."

"In addition, there are 50 tortillas, which are given to them for free, but you must tell them clearly that if they find anything unusual, they must tell us."

Dongfeng took the package, nodded and said, "Okay, please deliver it to me."

Although Liu Tai'a was a deputy captain of a brigade, his status was higher than that of the captain.

Just because Liu Tai'a is from the Combat Department!
In fact, all these things together would not exceed 30 points, with 50 tortillas only worth 12.5 points.

This is like spending dozens of points to buy their lives and serve as the eyes and ears of the Oil City.

But for these survivors, it is also the best outcome.

At this moment, they have no other choice.

Afraid that the walkie-talkie and flashlight would be damaged if they dropped the package directly, Dongfeng and his team tied the package with a rope and then let it down.

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