Chapter 1629: Full steam ahead, ushering in the era of large-scale infrastructure construction!

Before Zuo Ruxue contacted Oil City, Bu Gu, who had been sitting next to him without saying a word, suddenly said.

"Captain, why don't you use a loudspeaker to lead the zombies away?"

"!!!"

Zuo Ruxue was stunned like a sculpture, and the corner of the imperial concubine's mouth twitched next to her.

Really

Too clever, they didn't even think of such a simple method.

Zuo Ruxue silently put the radio back and turned off the play button.

Picked up the walkie-talkie and said to Xiao Hu:

"Hang the loudspeakers on the two drones and lead the zombies to the farmland beside the road."

Xiao Hu was anxious at this time and didn't know what to do, but after hearing Zuo Ruxue's method, he slapped his face.

"How come I can't think of such a simple method! Really."

Smile bitterly.

He just listed various methods, but it seems that none of them can arrive at the trading market on time.

But the method Zuo Ruxue said is simple and efficient, and it can also arrive at the trading market on time.

He said awkwardly, "Okay, I got it."

Then, he asked Xiong Hong to fly the drone back and install a super loud speaker.

The tail of the convoy.

Silence.

The imperial concubine and Zuo Ruxue were a little embarrassed. It was really embarrassing. They couldn't think of such a simple solution, and they made various solutions seriously.

I didn't expect that Bugu, who usually has no brains, would give the best solution at this time.

It's true

In fact, many times, smart people always complicate things.

Some problems that should be easy to solve are very complicated.

After the drone was installed with a super loud speaker, it flew forward slowly.

After flying over the heads of thousands of zombies, a huge horn sounded.

"The vast horizon is my love"

"Stay!"

The zombie group shook and gathered together to catch the drone in the air.

Xiong Hong, who was controlling the drone, slowly flew to the farmland on the west side of the road, and the zombie group followed closely.

More than ten minutes later, the zombie group followed the drone and left the main road.

When Xiao Hu saw this scene from the drone, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why didn't I think of such a simple way!"

He used the intercom to contact Zuo Ruxue in the back and told her about the zombie group.

The convoy accelerated, and a few minutes later they passed the road that was originally crowded with zombies.

After the convoy passed, the drone turned off the horn and returned to the convoy.

The sky was gray, as if covered with a layer of fog.

The temperature dropped a lot compared to the previous 30 degrees.

The temperature of more than 20 degrees was neither cold nor hot, but just right.

Chang Ze rode a sidecar motorcycle, and the breeze was blowing, which was a bit comfortable.

Two hours later, they successfully arrived outside the trading market.

"Damn, so many people!" When Xiao Hu was about to arrive at the trading market, he did not stay in the armored vehicle, but climbed onto the roof.

I saw the bustling crowd in front of me, in groups of three or five, carrying all kinds of tattered packages, and most of them were holding bottles and jars of water in their hands.

In the crowd, some people pushed wheelbarrows, some drove dilapidated pickup trucks, and some rode bicycles with a small cart behind them.

All kinds of people, all different.

When Xiao Hu and his team arrived, they caused a sensation among the survivors.

When they saw a flag erected on the car and a big tree mark carved on the body of the car, they made way to let the team pass.

This big tree is the symbol of the oil city and the trading market.

It symbolizes hope and vitality.

Be a towering tree in the end of the world and provide a shelter for the majority of survivors.

Such a great idea is widely circulated among the survivors.

I don’t know who said it first, but now, most of the survivors think that the big tree means this.

And the uncle and others who know the origin of the big tree logo laughed a little after hearing this folk comment.

When the big camphor tree base was established, a logo was needed, so such a big tree shape was designed.

Unexpectedly, after everyone’s imagination, the mission, vision and values ​​of their forces were all imagined.

And it sounds extremely positive and inspiring, which gives a very good impression to many people who heard about Oil City for the first time.

Over time, Uncle San and his friends accepted this statement by default, and did not explain that there was actually a large camphor tree base behind Oil City.

Seven or eight sidecar motorcycles, with machine guns mounted on the co-seat.

The armored vehicles at the front, with long gun barrels exuding terrifying power that makes people's heart palpitate.

Tall trucks drove by in the wind, and the ground shook.

In the crowd, the survivors pointed at the convoy and talked about it.

"Look, that's the motor vehicle team of Oil City. Do you see that armored vehicle? It's so powerful."

"Oil City is so strong."

"I'm actually curious about where they went? It seems that when I entered the trading market last time, I also saw them coming from the north. This time they came from the south. Could it be that they went out to collect supplies?"

"Well, it's possible."

"I guess, maybe Oil City has branch bases in other places. After all, there are so many trucks, and they must be loaded with various supplies! It's very likely food!"

"What do you mean?"

"It's not that simple. The trading market doesn't grow food. Although I haven't been to the oil city, it looks so small from the outside. It's impossible to grow enough food to support the entire trading market! So there must be food being transported to the oil city from outside!"

"I think you're wrong. Many people take all kinds of food to the trading market to sell. They may just act as intermediaries, collect food from some people, and then sell it to everyone."

"Tsk! You really don't understand!"

"Then tell me!"

"What is the most sold food in the trading market?"

"Corn tortillas and multi-grain cakes, what's wrong?"

The man paused as he felt something was wrong.

How could ordinary survivors get so many staple foods such as corn and sweet potatoes?

There are wild sweet potatoes, but wild corn is rare.

And the corn tortillas supplied in the trading market are so large and very stable. It is absolutely impossible for them to be sold by survivors.

"I understand. What you said makes sense. As you said, the oil city convoy is transporting food. Where does their food come from?"

The bald man's eyes flashed with a gleam, then he shook his head and said:

"I don't know, and I don't want to know. If you are interested, you can follow them next time after the convoy goes out."

"I dare not!" The other man looked at the convoy with some fear.

He knew that although the trading market provided safe shelter for the majority of survivors, he also knew that the managers of the trading market killed many people who rioted inside.

If he followed the convoy and was caught, it would not be fun.     Now no force dares to touch the tiger whiskers of the oil city.

The convoy slowly drove towards the gate of the trading market.

There is an open space around the trading market. There is no tree within a radius of two kilometers around the trading market. It is flat and neat.

When the trading market was built before, in order to enhance the field of vision, all the trees around the trading market were cut down.

Later, due to the thunderstorm disaster, a terrifying zombie tide broke out. The trading market adopted the oil array blocking method. The oil flowed and burned, burning all the open space outside.

After the thunderstorm disaster ended, after being exposed to the sun, a ground similar to an asphalt road was naturally formed.

However, under these grounds, there were countless burned zombie corpses.

Soon, the convoy arrived at the gate of the trading market.

They took a special channel and did not need to queue.

"Lao Cao!" Xiao Hu sat on the roof of the armored vehicle and shouted to Cao Le, the captain of the gate guard.

Cao Le smiled when he saw Xiao Hu on the roof of the armored vehicle.

"I thought you would be late, but I didn't expect you to be on time."

Xiao Hu smiled and said, "Let's talk later. You can call Ding Meng to have a meal later."

"Okay!"

Just as their convoy entered the city, Uncle San was walking on the wall of the oil city.

Standing on his left and right were Lao Luo and Ju Tianrui, followed by Zhong Chuchu and Lao Huang.

"The headquarters has discussed it and unanimously decided to continue to allow the survivors of the trading market to enter." Uncle San said to them as he walked.

Hearing this, Lao Luo glanced at Ju Tianrui who was half a step behind Uncle San.

He said:

"But Minister, there is always an upper limit to the number of people that the trading market can accommodate. According to the current situation, it may not be able to accommodate so many survivors in the later stage. In addition, so many people coming in is also a huge challenge for management."

Uncle San had heard about these two issues from his second brother before.

Uncle San stopped and looked up in the direction of the trading market.

"So, the city lord decided to start building a buffer city for the trading market, give full play to the current skyrocketing population, and build the buffer city as quickly as possible!"

"Where is the food?" Ju Tianrui asked.

Uncle San smiled and said: "The 20,000 acres of greenhouses in the North Border and the headquarters base have a bumper harvest, which can fully support the food supply of the large infrastructure!"

Lao Huang nodded silently behind him.

He was transferred from the North Border to the trading market later, and he knew the situation in the North Border very well.

The North covers a large area. When he left, greenhouses had been built and crops were planted. With such a large area for growing food, it is not a problem to feed a population of more than 100,000.

Lao Luo has been in the trading market for a long time, and as a combat sequence, he does not know much about the food productivity of the headquarters base and the North.

At this time, he was a little shocked to hear Uncle San say that the North and the headquarters base can actually feed so many people.

"Minister, how big is the expected scale of the construction of the buffer city?"

Uncle San thought for a while and said:

"Refer to the headquarters base. The initial setting is 30,000 acres, half of which is used as an agricultural planting area, and the use of the remaining land needs further research."

"However, the construction of the wall can be carried out in the near future, and construction can start early!"

Lao Huang followed behind, and his mood was a little ups and downs when he heard this major event.

Originally, the oil city was only a place with only a few hundred acres, which was dedicated to providing oil reserve resources for the big camphor tree base.

After the construction of the trading market, it developed into a size of 3,000 acres, accommodating a population of 100,000.

Now we have to go one step further and build a buffer city with an area of ​​30,000 acres.

Just imagine that by that time, the entire oil city will form a three-section wall like the headquarters base.

With the oil city as the center, the outside is the trading market, and the outermost is the buffer city.

Such a grand occasion is expected to be seen soon.

Regarding the materials, water resources, and manpower required for construction, there is no problem now.

In terms of population, many survivors in the trading bazaar need to go out to search for supplies. They are eager to give them a stable job.

In terms of water sources, the ditch between Nanhu Bay and the trading market has been opened, and there is a continuous flow of water resources.

In terms of materials, there are industrial areas in the trading bazaar, cement plants, steel plants and other factories.

Even the materials for making the greenhouse have been secured. This is a complete set of equipment and materials that Dongfeng and the others transported to Jinling a while ago.

It seems that all conditions are met.

Lao Huang was somewhat impressed. Nowadays, there is a drought, and the clouds in the sky are treacherous. We don’t know what will happen next. However, the leadership of the Da Zhangshu Base was able to discern development opportunities under such circumstances and promote the development of the Oil City in one fell swoop. develop.

This requires great courage!

But after careful consideration, he felt that the decision made by the senior management of Da Zhangshu Base was actually the best choice.

Stay unchanged in response to ever-changing changes and vigorously develop strength.

Stay calm!

After hearing what his third uncle said, Lao Luo pondered for a long time and asked:

"Are we ignoring the northwest side recently?"

The third uncle asked back: "Has there been any unusual reports from Black Hand and Zheng Shiwu recently?"

Lao Luo shook his head and said:

“Not yet, the northwest is also experiencing drought problems, they used artificial rainfall, and the result was the same as yesterday’s artificial rainfall at our headquarters base, which produced hail rain.

In addition, they dug snow mountains under the Qilian Snow Mountains to meet their water needs.

There were no other military operations. "

The third uncle thought for a while and said:

"Well, ignore them for the time being. You let Hong Gongcao and Jing Daqian continue to carry out our original plan, and let the northwest side send more spies to paralyze them and weaken them!"

"Yes!" Lao Luo nodded.

"in addition."

The third uncle suddenly said:

"The headquarters base also requires building a boiler for heating. Post a task in the trading market task hall to collect nearby coal mines and stockpile some coal when the time comes.

In addition, efforts are being made to cut down trees and stockpile wood. "

Ju Tianrui asked doubtfully:

"The Natural Disaster Research Institute at the headquarters is suspicious. Will there be extreme cold weather in the future?"

The third uncle glanced at Ju Tianrui in surprise, but he didn't expect him to guess it.

"right."

"There are two inferences from the Natural Disaster Research Institute. Based on the accumulation of clouds in the sky, there may be natural disasters such as heavy rains and floods. The other possibility is that the world will freeze!"

"What we can do for natural disasters such as floods and heavy rains has been good enough, but for global ice disasters, there is still a lot more we can do to prepare."

"Winter is coming and there is no heating. I'm afraid many people will die."

Ju Tianrui and Lao Luo listened with heavy hearts.

Natural disasters continued, and they survived one natural disaster after another and developed to such a point.

It's really not easy.

No one knows how long it will last once it rains heavily or the world freezes.

But they must make all possible preparations before the natural disaster strikes.

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