Dynasty Conquest

Chapter 513 Century Project
Outside Wangjing City, Changhe Refugee Camp.

The situation of the refugees is much more serious than Lin Chuan imagined. Millions of refugees gathered together, with little clothes and no food to eat. They are like a time bomb that may explode at any time.

Walking on the road where the sewage in the refugee camp was flowing, smelling the pungent stale air, Lin Chuan frowned into the word Chuan.

The refugees stayed in the shacks made of branches and rags, their eyes numb and desperate, Lin Chuan could not see the slightest vitality in them, they were like walking dead, their empty eyes were lifeless.

Hiding behind their parents, the young children cautiously sized up the group of strangers who broke into their camp with their dirty half-faces showing.

Seeing these sallow and emaciated children, Lin Chuan's nose felt sour. The ZTE dynasty is just a cloud at the moment. Children are the future of the dynasty. If these children are allowed to grow up in such an environment, how can the dynasty talk about the future?
"Mom, I'm hungry..." The girl lying on the skinny woman's body was weak and whispered in her dream.

Accompanied by UNHCR official Huang Xingchu and other officials, Lin Chuan conducted a tour along the Changhe refugee camp. Lin Chuan felt very heavy and very bad.

Really answered that sentence, the wine and meat of the Zhumen stinks, the roads are frozen to death, and the thick walls of Wangjing City separate the residents of Wangjing and the refugees outside the city into two worlds.

The rich and powerful families in the city ate delicacies from mountains and seas, and played music every night, while the refugees outside the city were struggling in the cold wind and hunger.

Lin Chuan saw with his own eyes dozens of refugees fighting for half a piece of black-faced steamed buns.

"Order, make porridge immediately—" Lin Chuan couldn't bear to see the miserable appearance of the refugees, so he ordered the UNHCR officials.

"Thunderstorm, please go to the military hall and ask for a troop order. I need at least one banner regiment to maintain order."

"Send someone to notify the refugees, and immediately go to the open space outside to queue up for the porridge."

Lin Chuan's orders were issued one by one, and the voice of the orderly resounded through the refugee camp.

"Master Lin has an order! All refugees go to the camp to get porridge!"

"Master Lin has an order! All refugees go to the camp to get porridge!"

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When the refugees struggling on the line of life and death heard the orderlies running and shouting, tears of excitement flowed from their eyes.

"God, we are finally saved..."

Although the UNHCR had set up porridge sheds before, the capacity of the UNHCR was too limited. The food they applied for was not enough for these refugees to eat, so the porridge was similar to clear water, and the rice grains in it could even be counted.

Even so, UNHCR's porridge sheds are not opened every day, but are opened every now and then, so the refugees' food has evolved from porridge to bark and grass roots.

The residents who lived outside the city suffered misfortune. All the food that could be eaten was eaten by the refugees, and the seeds in their world were thrown out and eaten by the refugees.

Porridge sheds were opened at five locations including Changhe Camp and Dongling Camp, and carts of food arrived at the porridge point under the guard of soldiers.

Hundreds of cauldrons were set up, bags of grain were poured into the cauldron, buckets of clear water were poured in, and soon a fragrant heat rose from the cauldron.

Hungry refugees with green eyes poured in from all directions, and soon the field was covered with black heads, staring at the steaming cauldron, their stomachs rumbling.

"Start the porridge—" as the UNHCR officials shouted, the turbulent crowd rushed towards them like ocean waves. They scrambled and shouted, making the UNHCR officials turn pale.

"Master Lin, let's get out of the way for a while." Seeing the surging refugees, Huang Xingchu hurriedly pulled Lin Chuan to retreat.

Huang Xingchu and the others had experience. These starving refugees had already lost their minds, so every time they cooked gruel, they evacuated quickly, fearing that they would be overwhelmed by the crowd.

Faced with the surging refugee tide, Lin Chuan did not panic like the officials. He had seen the charge of thousands of troops, and this mere refugee tide was nothing at all.

"Array!" Lin Chuan stepped forward and shouted loudly.

The flag was waved, and the [-] soldiers borrowed by Lin Chuan from the military hall suddenly agreed, and they lined up in a dense formation to block the refugees.

"Draw the knife!"

Five thousand sharp war knives were swung up, the light of the knives was like snow, forming a dazzling band of light, dazzling and eye-catching.

"Stabbing gun!" came another shout.

Five thousand lancers raised their sharp lances in unison. The shiny black lances shone coldly, forming a forest of steel.

Facing the neat steel army formation, the refugees rushing over in a panic were intimidated. The noisy refugees looked at the steaming cauldron, and their survival instinct forced them to move forward.

"Everyone stop!" The soldiers at the forefront of the front line began to shout to the refugees, trying to stop them from moving forward.

But the refugees were really hungry. Even though there were mountains of swords, seas of fire, and steel jungles ahead, they still marched without hesitation, trying to break through the army formation and eat food.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" The loud and orderly shouts of the [-] soldiers were earth-shattering and full of murderous aura. The refugees finally stopped, and the chaotic scene finally quieted down.

"All the refugees line up to receive food! Those who disturb the order will be killed!" Lin Chuan pressed the handle of the knife, and his voice was like thunder rolling, and it spread far away.

The military officers cooperated with UNHCR officials to open more than ten passages. Facing the soldiers with sharp weapons, the refugees began to line up to receive food one by one.

Every refugee who has received food will be re-registered, and then according to Lin Chuan's plan, they will be divided into banner camps and banner groups like an army, so that they can accept Lin Chuan's command.

The initial turmoil stopped, and the refugees in the Changhe camp began to receive food in an orderly manner, re-classified their belongings, and announced the dynasty's announcement of work-for-relief.

After Lin Chuan handed over the affairs of the Changhe refugee camp to Huang Xingchu, he led [-] troops to the Dongling refugee camp without stopping.

When he arrived at the Tanglin Refugee Camp, more than 500 refugees who were big and rough had already driven away the UNHCR officials who were serving the porridge. They were eating on their own.

"Catch it!" This is what Huang Xingchu said was a violent gang hidden among the refugees, and Lin Chuan ordered the arrest without hesitation.

These violent gangs are also refugees. Instead of helping their compatriots, they bully the rest of the refugees, rob them of food, and don’t even pay attention to UNHCR officials. They usually show off their power, but they met Lin Chuan, so they should be in trouble.

Facing the heavily armed soldiers, these hundreds of refugees tried to hide in the refugee group, but the road was blocked and they could not escape.

Seeing being surrounded, the leader of the gang tried to incite the refugees to rescue them, and threatened the refugees loudly.

The refugees were usually photographed by their intimidation and did not dare to resist. Now that Lin Chuan and five thousand soldiers were by their side, the refugees who had been oppressed for a long time made the right choice for the first time. They chose to stand with Lin Chuan and the others. side.

"You untouchables! You all deserve to die!" Seeing that the refugees were indifferent, the boss of the gang threatened them viciously.

Lin Chuan ordered: "Catch them all!"

Facing the advancing soldiers, the strong men of the gang were constantly being compressed.

"Brothers! Get out!" The boss of the gang, who is used to being arrogant and domineering, made a wrong choice. He didn't want to spend the rest of his life in prison, so he decided to fight out.

"Rebels! Kill without pardon!" Lin Chuan immediately became murderous when he saw that they wanted to fight against the beast.

In the face of heavily armed soldiers, even though the members of these violent gangs were brave and powerful, they still could not avoid the end of destruction. They were all beheaded on the spot.

The Dongling violent gang incident reminded Lin Chuan, so in the next two days, he used both kindness and force to solve more than 80 violent gangs hidden among the refugees, and completely eliminated the middlemen who controlled the refugees, thus Actual control over refugees.

In just three days, all 200 million refugees were re-registered and organized, and then under the leadership of newly appointed managers at all levels, the work-based relief project began.

Under Lin Chuan's organization and coordination, all the refugees joined the construction of straight roads and irrigation canals. When they entered the construction site, they not only had food, but also wages.

The two refugee camps in Changhe and Tangling outside Wangjing City were also demolished immediately, law and order returned to normal, and the crime rate continued to decrease.

Millions of people started construction at the same time, and the progress of the project is changing with each passing day. The motion of providing relief through work not only solved the problem of refugees, but also built two major projects that are unique in the history of the dynasty. , the straight road leads directly to the southern region, further strengthening the dynasty's rule over the southern region, and the food in the southern region can be continuously transported to the north through the straight road, solving the problem of food shortage in the north. The former state can be advanced by at least several years.

(End of this chapter)