Doomsday housewives: the head of the family does not bow down

Chapter 135
Everyone nodded.

Mu Cang zoomed in on the map again, and searched on the north bank. Sure enough, there was a large heavy factory with a gear logo on the opposite bank. It was mainly engaged in the research and development and manufacture of construction machinery, and its products included construction machinery, road construction machinery, and hoisting machinery.

She clicked on the factory's official website attached to the address, and the homepage had hydraulic brick machines, concrete pump trucks, crawler cranes, truck cranes, port machinery and other products.

In the apocalypse, these things are simply the wealth of the sky, and can be used for any infrastructure project, such as building high-rises, viaducts, light rail, offshore construction, etc.

Mu Cang suddenly realized why so many cars were blocked on the mountain road and had not been issued license plates to cross the river. He also understood why the collapse of the Zhenlong Bridge had little impact on the share-takers on both sides.

She asked: "What did they do to Zhenlong Bridge so that Zhenlong Bridge is now blocked, right?"

Lu Youran nodded, "It seems that it is indeed sealed, but I can't see what is going on inside, because there is something like a curtain hanging outside."

There was a sea of ​​people at the bridgehead, she squeezed several times, but never squeezed in.

Si Mian said: "It is using the Zhenlong Bridge to build a pedestrian cable bridge. Even if the Zhenlong Bridge collapses, it will not affect the communication between the two sides. It's just that this cable bridge... it seems that it is only for walking. I just don't know if it will be on the other side. There is a lift plate for vehicles to pass alone."

Lu Youran's eyes lit up: "There will definitely be! This move is so high!"

Mu Cang also couldn't help but feel that people with skills and brains are already making a comeback, and ordinary people like her are still groping for survival.

After everyone discussed in the car for a while, there were only 5 minutes left before nine o'clock.

At this time, someone knocked on the window glass.

Simian pulled down the window and saw a man wearing a green armband.

The armband depicts a black dragon with broken horns, which is circling and flying around a fiery red gear.

The man handed in a printed A4 paper: "Issuing number plate, which category do you apply for?"

Which category should I report?
There are simple instructions on the A4 paper. There are three types of qualifications for crossing the bridge: one is free people, who offer sacrifices and tributes to cross the bridge; It is under the jurisdiction of Jiuxi Village.

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay, and then said in unison: "One class."

Everyone wants to choose a category.

Mucang didn't have any good impressions of Nan'an and North'an, the two forces that dominated the mountain and privately controlled the crossing of the river. Naturally, he didn't want to seek skin from the tiger.

Others, more or less, also have their own considerations, and they all choose to keep their status as freers.

The man wearing the green armband snorted softly, squinted at the women, children, and the disabled in the car, focused on Si Mian, and said, "Don't blame me for not reminding you, the price of freedom is very high. If you have one or two things that you can do well, it’s best to come to our heavy industry wheeling agency to try it out. The board and lodging are all included, and you can get promotion and salary increase. Our internal system is strict, and... we are the biggest safety zone in Ningcheng. Miss it Our heavy industry wheel company, even if you lose your fortune and cross the river, you will just go from one hell to another. Ningcheng is not as peaceful as Juancheng."

His words seemed to be addressed to Si Mian, implying a threat.

Si Mian just smiled, then took his pen, and made a red circle on a category.

The man shook his head lightly, then threw a number plate with seventeen written on it to Si Mian, and said lightly: "The unit is the car."

Then he turned and walked towards the other vehicles.

Mu Cang and the others leaned over to look at the number plate, which had the license plate numbers of the funeral car and the ambulance written on it, so all of them in this group all had the same number plate.

The traffic was already slowly moving forward.

It seems that Zhenlong Bridge has already started to be released.

Lu Youran squeezed into the driver's seat and said, "Brothers and sisters, no matter what decision you make, I, Lu Youran, follow in one word."

Mu Cang patted Lu Youran on the shoulder, "Have a good time driving. We also returned to the ambulance."

Lu Youran: "Okay."

Everyone returned to their seats in the carriage according to the previous seating order.

Si Mian got into the driver's seat, and Mu Cang sat in the passenger seat, pinching the thin A4 paper in his hand, feeling uneasy.

After the apocalypse, only one month later, some cities spontaneously established safety zones.

If that person did not lie, the heavy industry wheel company established based on that heavy factory is the largest safety zone in Ningcheng, which means that its existence is the harbor that many people envy and defect to.

Mu Cang and the others' original plan was to go home, to the primitive mountain range at an altitude of 4000 meters, to the undeveloped quaint village, where there were the tombs of their Mu family and her parents.

Maybe her sister and brother will go there too.

However, that is only her destination, not anyone else's.

If there is a better, more suitable choice, they really don't need to take risks with her. After all, finding a stable job is not easy.

She looked at Tan Mingyu and Uncle Niu, and asked, "Do you... want to go to the safe zone on the north shore?"

Tan Mingyu waved his severed arm and said with a wry smile, "They are recruiting talents, not charitable organizations. People like me are not worthy."

Uncle Niu hurriedly said: "Nonsense! Second brother, you are the most powerful and top tuner in our team. You broke your hands, not your brains. Your talent is unrivaled! It's me, who is old and drags you down." you."

Tan Mingyu patted Uncle Niu on the shoulder, "Stop praising me, you old master is also the strongest auto repair master in our team."

The two burst out laughing suddenly, yes, whoever is alive doesn't have one or two skills to be around.

Mu Cang looked at Simian and asked, "What about you? Regardless of your physical skills or medical skills, it shouldn't be difficult to get a foothold in that heavy industry wheel club."

Simian asked, "Do you want to stay?"

Mu Cang shook her head, that wasn't where her heart belonged, moreover, she didn't like the way the other party acted.

Si Mian said again: "Your answer is my answer."

He tapped the accelerator, and the ambulance slid forward a little further.

Mu Cang quietly observed Tan Mingyu and Uncle Niu in the rearview mirror. He could see that if these two people were offered an olive branch by the Heavy Industry Wheel Club, they might not consider it.

It's just that right now, Tan Mingyu and Uncle Niu are not confident enough in their own strength.

Moreover, they don't know whether the other party's doomsday survival concept fits with their own, so they are more confused than impulsive.

The traffic was slowly creeping, and it wasn't until about eleven o'clock in the morning that the position of the bridgehead could be faintly seen.

The scorching sun hangs high overhead, making people dizzy.

Mu Cang glanced at the temperature prompt on his watch. It was 42 degrees Celsius, which was already a red alert.

In order to save resources, no car on the mountain road turned on the air conditioner for cooling.

Everyone opened the car windows, holding hard board cases made of various materials, and fanning the wind.

People's emotions, also under the endless waiting and scorching sun, gradually become restless and violent.

Mu Cang heard the commotion in front of him and started to make hysterical noise again. This was already the fifth wave of trouble in the morning.

(End of this chapter)