Rebirth of the apocalypse: Winning a prize of 30 million at the beginning

Half past three in the afternoon.

Oil City.

After the wind stopped, construction in the buffer city resumed. At this time, there were many workers on the construction site.

In another hour, these people will leave work and return to the trading market.

Because the sky is darker and there are more workers, there is a queue to enter the city, so the end of work is now more than an hour earlier than before.

The northern section of the buffer city wall, on scaffolding.

He Liangwei felt the ground shaking slightly and raised his head to look north.

Under a dark gray sky, they saw a long transport convoy heading in their direction.

"Brother Meng, look!" He Liangwei pointed at the motorcade to the north and said to Zhang Meng next to him.

Zhang Meng used a wrench to fasten the clamp firmly in the steel pipe, raised his head and looked to the north.

"They should be coming from the north. Get to work quickly. It has nothing to do with us."

Zhang Meng shouted to the person behind him: "Pass the steel pipe over."

They walked high in the air, relying on steel pipes as support. From the beginning, they were not used to it, and now it is as easy as stepping on two steel pipes in the high air.

Zuo Ruxue felt relieved after seeing the buffer city ahead.

Finally, it’s time to return to Oil City.

After the wind stopped this morning, they rushed on their way without stopping.

Just to get here safely as soon as possible.

The buffer city is huge, but no gate has been installed so far.

There are four gates in total, one each in the east, west, north and south.

Now that the buffer city wall has formed an encirclement, if they want to enter Oil City, they can only enter through the buffer city gate.

The convoy drove in from the north gate of the buffer city. After entering the buffer city, the speed slowed down a lot.

Supervisors in the buffer city maintained order and asked workers inside to disperse, leaving a path for the convoy to pass.

"Sister Zuo, why is this buffer city still under construction? There was such a strong wind yesterday." Cuckoo looked at the workers outside and said in surprise.

Zuo Ruxue said: "It's not windy today, but the construction speed is really good. It has only been a few days, and when we left here to go to the north, the northern wall had not yet been encircled. Now the wall is three meters high. "

There were workers everywhere. Seeing these workers coming and going, the mood of everyone in the convoy instantly relaxed a lot.

After a detailed inspection, the convoy entered the trading bazaar, and then entered the Oil City through the east-west main road of the trading bazaar.

Zhong Chuchu and Ding Meng met them at the gate and introduced the convoy to the granary warehouse in Oil City.

Oil City covers an area of ​​only a few hundred acres.

Most of the underground warehouses are now filled with grain, firearms and ammunition, and are now 80% full. The remaining several thousand tons of grain may not be able to be accommodated and can only be placed in other warehouses on the ground.

Originally, the matter of sealing the warehouse should be left to Liu Jinglue to take charge, but the workers in the buffer city will soon enter the trading market, and he will stay in Wengcheng to take charge of the management of the city.

Therefore, Zhong Chuchu was responsible for sealing and storing grain in the warehouse.

In order to cooperate with her work, Ding Meng from the first combat brigade of the Ministry of Military Affairs was also transferred to help.

It's getting late.

Workers in the buffer city lined up to enter the urn city to undergo safety inspections.

There are a lot of dangerous objects such as steel bars in the construction site, so these people must be checked when entering the city to prevent them from bringing some dangerous tools from the construction site into the trading market.

Zuo Ruxue got off the car and watched Ding Meng and his men transporting the grain from the car with a forklift.

Turning his head to Zhong Chuchu, he asked:

"Chu Chu, have you heard from the minister and others in the oil city that our fleet will return to the Da Zhangshu base headquarters in the future?"

Zhong Chuchu shook her head and said, "I've never heard of this."

"What about the oil? Have you prepared to send it to the headquarters base?" Zuo Ruxue asked from a different angle.

When they took the transportation route from Oil City to Da Zhangshu, more than 70% of the goods in the car were oil.

If they had prepared in advance and poured oil into the barrels, they would most likely have to run back to the headquarters base from the oil city.

As the person in charge of the internal affairs management of Oil City, Zhong Chuchu must have known about it if she had prepared oil.

"Ready, but I don't think we will necessarily let you return to the headquarters base." Zhong Chuchu replied after thinking for a moment.

Zuo Ruxue nodded silently: "Yes, I understand."

Time flows.

The lanterns are on.

The flow of people in the trading market suddenly increased.

Most of the survivors who returned to the trading market from the construction site went to Shop No. 2 to buy tortillas.

Although they distributed tortillas at the construction site, including food.

But many of them have families and they have jobs, but some of their families don’t have jobs and rely on them to earn points outside.

Liu Jinglue and Cao Le, the captain of the gatekeeping team, walked side by side to Oil City.

"Director Liu, I see a lot of strangers came in today. Do you have statistics on how many people came in today?" Cao Le asked Liu Jinglue.

As the supervisor of Wengcheng, Liu Jinglue was very clear about the number of people entering the trading market.

Every day after the gate is closed, he will report the latest number of people entering the city to his third uncle.

"There are about two thousand new survivors today, which is a record high."

"Two thousand people a day! Hiss, so many!" Cao Le's eyes widened and he praised:

"I just said there were a lot of unfamiliar faces today. I didn't expect so many new people coming in."

"How many people are there in total?"

Liu Jinglue calculated in his mind, "About 220,000 people!"

Hearing this number of people, Cao Le was surprised at first, and then worried.

“With so many people coming in, I don’t know if there will be any problems later.”

Cao Le's words touched Liu Jinglue's heart, and he was also worried.

After all, when the thunderstorm disaster just passed, the population of the trading market was only tens of thousands.

In just the past six months, the population of the trading market has nearly quadrupled.

So many survivors crowded into the trading market, it was overcrowded.

And many of them are newcomers

The old people in the trading market have been here for so long and know the rules and regulations here.

So it will be more honest.

Moreover, those who have stayed in the trading market for a longer time have more or less saved some points.

With points, you can buy food and water, and you can afford the rent.

They don't have to cause trouble in the trading market, there's no need.

Only those newcomers who have just come in are more likely to commit crimes.

Oil City.

In the third uncle's office.

"How is the progress of laying the boiler heating pipes now?" Third Uncle asked the standing Jie Changshan.

Xie Changshan answered: "Half of Area B has been laid, and it is expected that the remaining Area C will be laid in five days at most."

"However, if there are so many people and so many houses in the trading market, and all of them are heated, our calculations show that the energy used for combustion is not enough."

The third uncle thought for a while and said:

"It's okay. There is a way to solve this problem. The headquarters base has previously studied the use of zombie corpses to burn. The burning rate of zombie corpses is quite high. I will ask the person in charge of the boiler factory to contact the headquarters base later to see how it is done."

"Okay, Minister." Xie Changshan nodded.

"and."

The third uncle added:

"What Lao Huang said makes sense. Rooms that have not paid points will naturally not be heated. I think not all survivors are willing to turn on the heating."

"Let's speed up the construction tomorrow. What's going on with the buffer city gate? There's been no movement?"

Jie Changshan said with an embarrassed expression:

"The structure of the buffer city gate is relatively complicated and cannot be welded in a day or two. Our buffer city gate is too big."

The third uncle frowned and said:

"Anyway, those who should come back are back now. You should seal the three gates in the south, west and north first. No matter what method you use, even if you pile building materials on them, you must seal these places first." ”

"Once the frozen natural disaster comes, if there are zombies running over from outside, if the zombies are not piled up, at least the buffer city wall, although only five or six meters long, can still block those ordinary zombies, which will help reduce a lot of pressure on our trading market. ”

"Understood." Xie Changshan nodded.

"Go out and let Zuo Ruxue come in." The third uncle said to Jie Changshan.

Big camphor tree base.

Yu Lei looked at the familiar faces returning from various outposts and mines outside, and stood at the inspection gate to greet them.

"Lao Yu, I'm finally fucking back!"

"Brother Yu, come and give me a hug!"

Yu Lei took a few steps back with some disgust, "You are covered in soot, go back and wash yourself quickly."

"Hehe." Jian Ming grinned.

After a brief inspection, he left the Wengcheng and entered the buffer city.

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar buffer city, he waved his hand and shouted:

"I'm back."

For several months, he was working outside to mine coal and iron ore, and his food and accommodation were in a container tower next to the mine.

Their water, food, clothing and other things will be delivered from the base by specialized transportation personnel.

They worked day and night for several months, and now they were finally able to return to the headquarters base.

It's not easy.

Almost everyone who has been performing tasks outside for a long time has similar emotions.

The night is lonely.

There is no wind tonight.

Henan Province, Luo City.

In the Funiu Mountains in the south.

"Da, the wind outside seems to have stopped. Should we go out and get the charcoal back?" Zhou Chen said to his father behind him.

He squatted on the ground, lying in the gap between the rocks, and heard the wind outside stopped.

Zhou Dafu stood up and walked towards Zhou Chen.

There was only a small candle in the cave.

This candle burns corpse oil extracted from zombie corpses. Not to mention, it is quite durable.

Zhou Dafu lay down in the gap reserved as a vent, after hearing that there was indeed no wind blowing outside.

Nodding, "Okay."

"Xiaoguang, bring the candle." He shouted to his second son who was sitting back on the bed.

Zhou Guang quickly stood up and carried the zombie oil lamp over.

Zhou Dafu and Zhou Chen, father and son, moved the stone behind the iron door and then turned the handle on the iron door.

Squeak——

The iron door was opened, and it was dark and dark outside, similar to the way it looked when they ran into the cave.

Zhou Dafu ran out carrying two dung baskets.

"Don't be stunned. Come over quickly and take out the charcoal from the clay stove."

He urged his two sons and rushed to the clay stove.

Kaifeng, the charcoal inside has just been fired.

They were cutting down trees nearby in the past two days, cutting them into sections and burning them in earth stoves to make charcoal, which they used to keep out the cold in the winter.

Unexpectedly, a strong wind suddenly blew.

The strong wind blew the yard outside the cave into a mess.

Even the wooden fence that had been built before was blown down.

Fortunately, they had harvested the crops on the ground before, otherwise they would have suffered considerable losses in this strong wind.

Zhou Dafu and the others took out the charcoal from the earth stove as quickly as possible with the dung basket and carried it into the cave.

Zhou Dafu's wife in the cave also ran out to help.

The clay stove is large and can produce a lot of charcoal at one time.

They carried five or six cubic meters of charcoal, and then the charcoal in the earth stove was emptied.

"Let's go!" Zhou Dafu looked around, took Zhou Chen's arm and walked into the cave.

Now their wooden fences have been blown away by the wind, and if there are zombies around, they can just run in.

Moreover, the weather is unpredictable now. Snakes even ran into their cave last night, probably to avoid natural disasters.

After Zhou Dafu and the others ran into the cave, they immediately closed the iron door and crossed the iron rod behind them. The iron rod fit tightly against the iron door.

Finally, they carried the nearby rocks behind the iron gate. These large rocks weighed more than 100 kilograms, so it was easier for two people to lift them.

Nuoda's cave is filled with all kinds of supplies.

Sweet potatoes, dried corn cobs, dried pumpkins, dried berries, and dried wild vegetables.

There was also a skinned snake, now dried and hung on a wooden pole.

There is also a corner filled with firewood and charcoal.

This firewood occupies more than one-third of the entire cave.

They have experienced very cold winters, so they have learned from experience and tried to stock up on as many supplies as possible to keep out the cold this time.

In the previous extreme cold disaster, they almost froze to death due to lack of energy.

After surviving the cold weather, they prepared extremely cold-proof supplies.

Since more than two months ago, many trees in the mountain forest have died due to lack of water. When Zhou Dafu and others go out, they will collect these dead trees and bring them back to the cave.

After dozens of days of collection, they chopped the wood into firewood of suitable size and piled it into the cave.

This was not over yet, they also obtained a lot of wood to make charcoal.

Double insurance.

Looking at these charcoal and wood, Zhou Dafu always feels at ease.

The water they fetched last time can still sustain them for half a month.

If it doesn't snow yet, they will probably open the cave door again.

We took a huge risk to get water from a reservoir a few kilometers away.

The temperature has dropped to freezing now, and it gets even colder at night.

When they cook, they cook on the stove, and the heat burned in the stove penetrates through the pipes into the space under their kang.

Lying in bed, very warm.

(os: I have diarrhea to the point of despair. I had an appointment for a gastroenteroscopy today and was given anesthesia. I am still a little dizzy. I can continue writing if I hold on, but the two chapters of natural disaster are coming soon. I’m afraid. The writing of the dizzy state is terrible, and the back part is not smooth. It’s a bit dizzy, so today’s chapter is haha).

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