Chapter 1653: Stockpiling charcoal. I am a Level 2 personnel. Why should I worry?

An hour and a half later.

Ten helicopters flew into the sky from the Oil City tarmac.

Xiao Jun brought six helicopters from the headquarters base, and Oil City deployed four helicopters, leaving ten helicopters to defend Oil City in case of emergencies.

In the trading market.

Hong Shixiong was walking out of an unrented shop on Fuxing Street when he saw ten helicopters in the sky.

Tsk-tsk exclaimed: "The strength of this oil city is unpredictable. How many planes must there be?"

Hong San next to him walked out and asked:

"Brother, how is this store? Do you want to take it?"

Hong Shixiong hesitated for a moment and then said: "Look again, the fortune-telling stall you mentioned before is not very reliable. The small commodity 0.1 points store proposed by Abao is a bit interesting."

"However, we have to find a way to get the supply."

"Boss, I have a new idea." Hong San said.

"Say." Hong Shixiong glanced at Hong San.

Hong San said: "Insurance, we can do insurance in the trading market, and no one is doing this now, so there is no competition! We can launch personal accident insurance, pension insurance, and various types of insurance. I feel that this is interesting. head."

Abao came over and said:

"Would we not be able to afford insurance if we buy it?"

Hong Shixiong frowned and said:

"Well, insurance is okay in peaceful times. After all, the probability of accidents is very low. If you sell insurance in these apocalyptic times, the compensation rate is too high. Maybe we will lose all our pants."

"no."

Hong San quickly explained:

"We can first research the mortality rate when we go out on missions. Then we can set the corresponding price, make plans and expectations, so that we can ensure that we do not lose money."

When Hong Shixiong heard what he said, he didn't want to dampen his confidence.

"Okay, then go do some research and tell me how to do it in detail."

"You can't just say that no one in the trading market is doing insurance now, so we can do it. You have to do some research and analysis first to see if we can earn points by doing this business. Don't end up working in vain. You can also compensate us for the remaining points. Light."

"Okay." Hong San nodded.

"Brother, please come out and take us to the next sales store." Hong Shixiong said to the staff of the sales department of the trading market who came out from behind.

Xiao Zhang from the sales department looked impatient, "Hong Shixiong, I've shown you three houses, haven't you finalized it yet? I have other people who want to see the store later."

"Brother Zhang, please show us another one, just one. We have limited points, are there any smaller ones?" Hong Shixiong said with a flattering look on his face.

This is no different than before the apocalypse, when the staff in the sales department’s rental shops had to curry favor with customers.

The current sales department staff are all serious third-level non-staff personnel.

Receive points and benefits from Oil City.

The status is relatively high.

Moreover, there is now a shortage of housing in the trading market commercial area.

All the shops on the main street are rented out. The two side streets that have just been completed have not yet been renovated, but most of them are rented out.

Brother Zhang opened the thumbnail of the business district and found a storefront of only a dozen square meters.

"No. 45 Second Vice Street. This one is relatively small. I'll take you to see it."

"Okay, thank you." Hong Shixiong hugged his fists and thanked him.

After a few months of languishing, their entrepreneurial trio had fewer and fewer points in their hands. They were sitting on their hands and saw that they wouldn't be able to finish for much longer, and they began to feel anxious.

But they don’t want to work to earn points, nor do they want to go out and take risks to perform tasks.

So they decided to open a store in a business district to earn some points to support their current expenses.

When Xiao Jun, Ant and others left Oil City in a helicopter,

It wasn’t just people in the trading bazaar who saw it.

People near the trading bazaar also saw it.

Surrounding Nam Van Lake, there are cedar forests.

Sizzling--sizzling--

The sound of chainsaws cutting through wood continued to come from the cedar forest.

Some workers used chain saws to cut down the tree, while dozens of people behind them sawed the downed wood into pieces of two to three meters each.

Hundreds more workers loaded the wood onto trucks.

Crunch——

Several transport trucks that had just unloaded wood and returned here empty stopped.

Zhou Zhisheng had a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth and jumped out of the passenger seat skillfully.

After seeing Zhang Rufeng sitting on a wooden stake not far away, he ran up the hillside in small steps.

After he got out of the car, the worker who moved the wood walked to the side of the car, lowered the railing of the truck body, and began to load the truck and move the wood.

Zhou Zhisheng trotted up to Zhang Rufeng and saw a round wooden pile placed next to Zhang Rufeng. The wooden pile had a smooth surface and had been cut extremely smoothly by a chain saw.

On top of the logs, there were a few pieces of candy and some smoked beef jerky.

Zhou Zhisheng unceremoniously picked up a piece of beef jerky, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it.

"Don't." Zhang Rufeng saw Zhou Zhisheng taking his smoked beef jerky and quickly stopped him.

But it was too late, and the beef jerky was stuffed into Zhou Zhisheng's mouth.

"Captain Zhang, this beef jerky is a bit hard and it's clogging your teeth," Zhou Zhisheng complained while biting into the beef jerky.

Zhang Rufeng glared at him, and with a swipe of his arm, he swept the beef jerky and candy on the log into a cloth bag.

Just in case Zhou Zhisheng took his own snacks.

"Where's your face? You're fucking starting to grab my stuff, right?"

Zhou Zhisheng took out the half-chewed beef jerky in his mouth and said, "Captain, give it back to you. I thought our relationship was good enough to share it with each other."

Seeing this, Zhang Rufeng said impatiently:

"I've been bored to death every day."

"Hehe." Zhou Zhisheng stuffed the beef jerky back into his mouth and asked with a bulging voice:

"Where are Guitou and Taishan?"

Zhang Rufeng pointed around: "The martial law is in place to prevent zombies."

"oh oh."

Their militia brigade has been responsible for logging in recent months.

They don't have to cut down the wood, there are specialized lumberjacks working here.

But when the chain saw cuts through the wood, it will make a huge noise, and some zombies are bound to hear the sound and approach.

Therefore, their main task is to protect the lumberjacks and safely escort the transport trucks filled with wood back to the trading market.

The original use of these wood was to make beds and wooden furniture.

After the thunderstorm disaster, the accommodation environment for residents in the trading market needs to be improved.

After all, there were no beds before, so the survivors could only sit on the cold ground.

There are no doors or windows.

During thunderstorms, many survivors stay in such harsh conditions for months.

A small number of survivors starved to death and froze to death in residential buildings.

So as soon as the natural disaster passed, they began to cut down trees, make wooden beds, and build windows and doors.

Zhang Rufeng looked at the ten helicopters flying to the north in the sky, which was quite spectacular.

They were not far from the trading market, so they could see the helicopter.

"Hey, something happened over there in the north. So many helicopters were dispatched at once." Zhang Rufeng exclaimed.

Zhou Zhisheng has just returned from the trading market, so he needs to be more clear.

He opened his mouth and said:

"Didn't you see there were helicopters flying over from the headquarters at noon? There seemed to be six of them."

"I saw it, so I said something might have happened in the north."

Zhang Rufeng lifted up his hair and said, "That's right."

"How are the beds in the residential buildings in the trading market doing now?"

Zhou Zhisheng thought for a while and said:

"I just happened to ask Director Wen, and he said that the first and second-level residential buildings are fully equipped, and 70% to 80% of the third-level wooden beds are laid."

"It is estimated that in a few weeks, we will be able to have beds in the residential buildings of the trading market."

"Oh, the speed is not bad, it's faster than expected." Zhang Rufeng said with a smile.

Zhou Zhisheng swallowed the remaining beef jerky in his mouth.

"Captain Zhang, we have cut down all the wood in these two mountains. The pile of wood piled in the trading market has already been enough to make beds, but the pressure from above is getting tighter."

"I just saw Director Wen and his friends transporting wood to the incineration plant in the industrial zone. I heard that it was going to be made into charcoal. Gee, it feels a bit pity to make charcoal out of such good wood."

Zhang Rufeng listened to Zhou Zhisheng's ramble and did not stop him from continuing.

He took out a candy from the bag, which was a benefit given to them by the headquarters base during the Chinese New Year last year.

It was too much and he has been eating it till now.

"Captain Zhang, I feel that the situation is a bit tense now."

"Oh? How do you say that?" Zhang Rufeng looked at him with interest.

Zhou Zhisheng looked at the trucks at the bottom of the mountain. They were still loading wood. They probably wouldn't be able to finish loading them in a while, so he sat down.

"First, haven't we started building boilers here at the trading market? I heard that heating pipes will also be laid. Why were heating pipes not laid before and now?"

"Second, the transportation brigade has been much more diligent recently than before, and the number of oil tankers sent to the headquarters base is more than before. This shows that the headquarters is hoarding oil."

"Third, we have already collected enough wood for the wood products factory. Look at the wood stockpiled next to the wood products factory. It is stacked to a height of more than ten meters. They are still stocking it, and now they have started burning charcoal again."

"So, based on the orders issued by the higher-ups, I guess that there may be a natural disaster coming soon, and it is likely to be related to the cold."

Zhang Rufeng was happy when he heard this.

"Oh, you, Lao Zhou, are still a bit wise. You can guess this."

Hearing this, Zhou Zhisheng looked at Zhang Rufeng and asked, "Captain Zhang, you know! Why didn't you tell us!"

Zhang Rufeng said with a smile:

"Don't let me tell you. I'm afraid it will spread and cause chaos in the trading market. Don't tell anyone else."

"I know, what exactly did you say?" Zhou Zhisheng asked.

After all, Zhang Rufeng, as the captain of the militia brigade, needs to prepare materials to survive the natural disaster, and he will also let his level know so that they can be more attentive in their subsequent preparations.

Zhang Rufeng thought for a moment and realized that Lao Zhou had already guessed it anyway, so there was nothing wrong with telling him.

So he said:

"A few days ago, the Headquarters Base Natural Disaster Research Institute released a message about the possible natural disasters that will be caused by the backlog of clouds."

Zhang Rufeng explained the general content to Zhou Zhisheng.

After Zhou Zhisheng listened, he suddenly realized:

"No wonder our trading market is stocking up on coal, wood, and grain. It turns out that's why."

Recently, the progress of coal mining around the trading market has accelerated a lot. Every day, a vehicle loaded with coal enters the storage area of ​​the trading market.

Moreover, the food transported from the headquarters base seems to be much more than before.

Last time I heard the imperial concubine say that she would go to the north to transport food to the oil city.

"Tsk tsk, Captain Zhang, I feel like a storm is coming." Zhou Zhisheng said with emotion.

Zhang Rufeng stood up and stretched.

"Whatever, we are now Level 2 personnel anyway. Even if a natural disaster strikes, we can still be fine."

"That's right." Zhou Zhisheng nodded.

The two stood on the hillside, overlooking the logging site.

The redwood trees all over the mountains and plains have been cut down.

A whole forest is full of bare wooden piles.

Not long ago, they were promoted to Level 2 personnel.

It was only after I was promoted that I discovered that Level 2 personnel are really good!

Second-level personnel have a very high status in the trading market.

According to the nature of their big camphor tree influence, they have always been very kind to their own people.

Level 2 personnel are completely different from level 3, 4 and 5 personnel.

He is an absolute core member of the Da Zhangshu Base.

Not to mention anything else, you can live in the highest-grade residential building in the trading market for free, and living in the Oil City is also free.

Food and accommodation are all-inclusive, and the food is good and the accommodation is the best.

In addition, there are other benefits.

This is the civil servant in the last days.

The welfare benefits enjoyed are more than one level higher than those of third-level personnel.

Today's second-level personnel are issued monthly contribution points.

Points are added to their cards every month.

This part of the points is a fixed number every month. In addition, they have other points for performing tasks.

For example, they can earn points when they go out to protect felling workers.

All second-level personnel, including the guaranteed points salary, can earn an average of 120 points per month.

Based on an average of 0.6 points a day for construction workers at the trading bazaar construction site, they can earn 18 points a month.

But the second-level personnel earn six or seven times as much!

You must know that the position of a construction worker on a construction site is already the envy of many survivors.

Because of the construction on the construction site, food is included!

Like Zhang Rufeng and the others, they now have food and accommodation included, and they can also spend and buy whatever they want.

even so,

They can save hundreds of points in a month, it's all trivial.

Not only the welfare benefits of second-level personnel have been improved, but those of third-level personnel have also been improved.

Years ago, the third-level personnel of the Great Zhangshu Force could only ensure that they did not starve to death, and there was no surplus food for them.

Especially during natural disasters, no third-level personnel will starve to death.

But now, the benefits enjoyed by third-level personnel are far beyond those in the past.

Let alone level 2 personnel.

The reason for being able to do this is that everything stems from the Da Zhangshu headquarters base and the northern border. In the past two years, the scale of crop planting has expanded, and the grain output has skyrocketed every quarter!

Even the workers at the trading bazaar can make a living, let alone the higher-level third-level non-staff personnel.

Not to mention secondary personnel.

This can be regarded as the most comfortable time Zhang Rufeng has lived since his last days.

Level 2 personnel, absolutely worry-free!

No matter what happens in the future, they firmly believe that as long as the Da Zhangshu headquarters base is there,

They are not afraid of anything.

Zhang Rufeng looked at the direction the helicopter was leaving and murmured in his heart:

"I hope everything goes well over there in the north."

(asking for monthly ticket)