#1842 - Director Zhao Dapao, why are you rolling your eyes? !

As the sun rose, it was accompanied by the sound of gunfire.

Bang bang bang~

On the wall of the trading market, after Ju Tianrui gave the order, the guards on the wall began to fire at the zombies gathered outside the wall.

There has been too much noise in the Oil City recently, with explosions and gunshots, resulting in more zombies gathering in the buffer city after one night.

Currently, the buffer city's walls are too low and the snow outside is too heavy. When night falls, the militia brigades on the buffer city walls and even the workers in the buffer city will all have to retreat to the trading market.

After the gunfire continued for more than ten minutes, the open space around the trading market wall was filled with zombie corpses, forming a vacuum state in which there were no zombies in the buffer city for the time being.

Crunch!

The gate of the city wall was opened with a bang, and many vehicles drove out.

On the sidewalk, there were also survivors holding tools.

They walked to the zombie corpses, lifted them onto the truck, and then transported them outside.

"Hey! This damn zombie is not dead!"

Phew!

A survivor picked up a shovel and used it to flatten the head of the zombie that was crawling out from the ground.

After all, he has been living in the apocalypse for six or seven years, and has some muscular defense and attack skills against zombies.

In less than an hour, all the zombie corpses in the buffer city were cleared out.

Outside the buffer city, the militia brigade had already taken their positions, storing bullets and waiting for the zombies outside to approach.

Boom!

In the western part of the buffer city, blasting and de-icing began again.

On the east side of the buffer city, Zhang Rufeng was sitting on the top of a modified pickup truck with a heavy machine gun installed on the top.

He picked up the intercom to contact his men, "Listen to me, everyone. We must not let a single zombie go. The director has already said that we don't need to save bullets. Everyone, go all out!"

Hearing what Zhang Rufeng said, his brothers cheered in unison.

"Fuck, that feels good!"

"It's a pity that we can't use artillery, otherwise it would be even more powerful."

All morning long, the sky above the oil city was filled with the sounds of explosions, gunfire, and the muffled sounds of mechanical engines.

The survivors in the trading market, listening to the gunshots and explosions outside, were a little worried at first whether there was a large-scale zombie tide outside, but after learning clearly from the people who went out to work, they felt relieved.

"There are so many oil cities here. What a waste. There is a trading market wall anyway. Why do we have to run out now?"

"Short-sighted! You know nothing. If the greenhouses in the buffer city are built sooner, food can be produced sooner. There are so many people in the trading market, and the amount of food consumed every day is so huge. Sooner or later, the food will be eaten up."

"The sound of gunfire is really exciting. I wish I could get a gun and go out to fight the zombies. The firepower is so strong that no matter how many zombies come, they won't be enough."

For many of them, every bullet is precious, but the bullets consumed yesterday are probably an astronomical figure.

"However, if the ammunition in Oil City continues to be consumed like this, what will we do if we run out of ammunition later? When the temperature rises, there will definitely be a flood with such a thick snow outside, and more zombies will surely come by then."

"Let me see, let me see, oh, it's our Oil City helicopter."

"How did you know that?" a young man asked puzzledly.

The slightly older man put down the telescope and said with a smile:

"The symbol of Oil City is a big tree. There are big tree logos on those helicopters."

"Where did they come from?"

"It must be from another base. Do you think there is only one base in Oil City?"

"Damn, there are other bases? This Oil City base is already so big, and there are actually branch bases."

"Who said it was a branch base? Maybe the oil city we are in is the branch base."

In the helicopter.

Li Yu looked down from the plane window at the densely packed workers on the ground. The part of the buffer city where the snow had been cleared revealed the black asphalt ground underneath, which was very obvious compared to the other white areas that had not yet been cleared.

The walls of the buffer city were too low, not even as high as the snow outside.

There is a ten-meter gap between the buffer city wall and the snow outside. This gap is set up to resist zombies.

If a large number of zombies suddenly come from outside the buffer city and the militia brigade is unable to resist them, they can retreat to the buffer city wall to block them.

There are too many workers on the construction site in the buffer city, and the retreat will take a long time.

Without the militia brigade to stop the tide of zombies, the workers on the construction site would have no time to retreat.

Now that the snow on the buffer city wall has been cleared, construction is beginning.

Li Yu looked at the construction site below and thought to himself, "This is probably a workforce of 40,000 to 50,000 people."

The large population of a trading market has its advantages, and its mobilization capacity is very strong.

Buzz buzz buzz——

Five helicopters landed in Oil City.

Uncle San, Lao Luo and others personally welcomed Li Yu's arrival.

Li Yu would inspect the team every time he came, but now more than half of the team was practicing blocking zombies outside the buffer city.

So Li Yu suggested going directly to the buffer city wall and inspecting the troops at close range.

Uncle San thought about it and agreed. There were so many combat personnel outside, and Li Yu was still on the wall, so he was relatively safe.

Soon, Third Uncle and Li Yu came out of the Oil City together, followed by several escort vehicles, making for quite a grand ceremony.

They came to the buffer city wall which was still under construction.

Upon learning that Li Yu had come to the wall, Ju Tianrui and Jie Changshan hurried over after receiving the news.

"City Lord."

"City Lord."

Looking at Ju Tianrui and Jie Changshan, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, Li Yu smiled and nodded.

"The temperature is still below zero. It must be difficult to build, right?"

Xie Changshan quickly said: "Fortunately, the temperature has now risen to more than 30 degrees below zero. We can solve the problem by using antifreeze, but the construction speed will be slower."

"Are there any more building materials?" Li Yu asked.

"Yes, yes."

Xie Changshan pointed to an area in the buffer city and said, "We have collected a lot of construction materials before, but we never had time to use them. Now is the perfect time to use them."

"Um."

Li Yu turned his head and looked quietly at the militia brigade outside the buffer city that was fighting against zombies.

The militia brigade outside blocked the zombies in different areas, relying on combat vehicles to form a corner and crisscross firepower. None of the zombies outside could get within 200 meters of the buffer city wall.

Moreover, because there are many vehicles in the oil city, many of them have been modified and equipped with machine guns, or at least light machine guns.

The entire team is highly mobile and can change positions at any time to cope with changes in the number of zombies.

In addition to vehicle mobile combat, there are several high-tower sniper points built with ice bricks outside the buffer city.

Since the broken ice had to be transported two kilometers away, two militia brigades were specifically responsible for the safety of the convoy on this route.

They adapted to local conditions and used ice blocks to form two long ice walls. They stood on the ice walls and shot the approaching zombies from above.

Moreover, they had a careful plan when pouring the ice. They dumped the ice around the buffer city wall, naturally forming a number of shelters. When the shelters were connected together, a safe zone was formed.

Li Yu looked for a long time and saw the situation on the battlefield clearly.

It's really good. It adapts to local conditions, knows how to use existing resources, maximizes combat effectiveness, and can better protect combat and transportation personnel.

"Who is the commander-in-chief of this large-scale actual combat exercise?" Li Yu looked at his uncle and asked.

Uncle San looked at Ju Tianrui and said, "It's Director Ju."

"Very good, are there any casualties so far?" Li Yu asked.

"Not yet. There aren't too many zombies coming, and we have enough ammunition, so it's not difficult to deal with them." Ju Tianrui replied.

Their military force is now very saturated. There are more than a thousand combatants outside the buffer city, but only tens of thousands of zombies arrive here from outside every day.

In addition, within ten kilometers of the oil city, the terrain is relatively flat and the view is excellent.

The zombies walking through the snow looked no different than living targets.

Li Yu stayed here for a while, then he felt itchy and took a sniper rifle to shoot a few zombies. Ju Tianrui and others around him kept praising him, but he suddenly felt bored.

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Li Yu then took a walk around the construction site and chatted with a few workers to learn about their views on the trading market.

These workers didn't know Li Yu's identity, but they knew Xie Changshan. Seeing a big shot like Xie Changshan put on such a humble attitude in front of Li Yu, they suddenly felt that Li Yu was incomprehensible.

After returning from the buffer city, Li Yu, who originally wanted to review the troops, decided to wait until the combatants came back in the evening.

In a blink of an eye, it was four o'clock in the afternoon.

The convoy drove into the commercial district.

Vehicles are prohibited from entering the commercial area, but this ordinance has no effect on Oil City executives and patrol officers.

Every time Li Yu came to Oil City, he would visit the commercial area of ​​the trading market.

The commercial district is considered the center of the trading market, where the situation of the trading market can be reflected to the greatest extent.

Old Huang followed Li Yu half a step behind him, explaining the situation in the commercial district.

"City Lord, although the temperature is still relatively low, most of the shops in the commercial district are open. In the past six months, the business district's turnover has dropped by 20% year-on-year. If it weren't for the impact of this ice disaster, the business district's turnover would definitely have doubled."

"In addition, we have added 23 new stores in the past six months. Due to the impact of the ice disaster, we have reduced or exempted part of the rent for merchants, so the tax amount has also dropped by 30%."

"However, according to my speculation, once this icy disaster is over, there will be a huge rebound."

Li Yu was walking on the streets of the commercial district, surrounded by commando guards brought from the headquarters base on both sides, and a row of patrol officers stood on both sides of the street.

Security is full.

The commandos and their escorts totaled more than thirty people, and the scene looked impressive.

When passing by Tingfeng Tower, Dapao, who was following behind Li Yu, glanced at Li Yu in front of him.

He sneaked to the back of the crowd and ran into Tingfeng Tower in a flash.

Li Yu caught a glimpse of Dapao running into Tingfeng Tower, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

I thought to myself, "What a coward! This is too hasty!"

A director of the interrogation department openly went to P and corrupted the discipline.

But he remained calm and pretended not to see it.

The commercial area is well-built, with asphalt roads all over the ground and street lights on both sides.

Although the shops have different styles and are of different shapes, this is also a reflection of the freedom of the trading market.

Li Yu stopped at the small supermarket grocery store No. 34.

Suddenly I remembered that I wanted to bring gifts for Li Pingan and Li Keai.

Although there is nothing missing in the big camphor tree base, I have promised them anyway, and I must do what I promised to the children.

This is called teaching by example.

Walking into this officially operated small supermarket grocery store, Li Yu immediately saw a pair of raccoon gloves in the middle of the store. They looked quite cute.

Li Yu felt that Li Keai would like this glove. After touching the material, he asked the store manager, "Is this made of real raccoon fur?"

"Yes, City Lord, this is made of raccoon fur. We received it from the residents of the trading market." The person in charge replied nervously.

"Not bad, how many points?"

"No, no, no, no points. City Lord, where do you need points?"

Li Yu did not comment, then picked up a small leather ball that looked quite clean.

When leaving, he asked Li Zhengping behind him to swipe his points card to deduct the points.

The system is the system, and points should be deducted if necessary.

Otherwise, if he doesn't set a good example, the people below him will also enjoy privileges and buy things without spending points, then the points system will naturally collapse.

night.

As the workers outside returned, the trading market became more lively.

The brightly lit commercial district was bustling with people, and the busiest place was outside store No. 2, where residents lined up in a long queue to buy corn tortillas and multi-grain cakes.

Dapao held on to the wall and walked out of Tingfeng Tower.

"Chief Zhao, why are you here?" Ding Ming, the first captain of the patrol team, saw the cannon and was full of confusion.

Looking at Dapao's pale face, he felt like he hadn't slept for many days and was hollowed out.

Ding Ming asked with some concern: "Director Zhao, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

When Dapao came to Oil City for interrogation before, he had dealt with the patrol team, so Ding Ming and the others also knew Dapao.

Cannon waved his hand feebly and said:

"It's okay, it's okay. We've come here seven times. Where are the city lord and the others?"

"The city lord is reviewing the troops in the northern section of the trading market and giving a speech."

"Hey, hey, hey, Director Zhao, why are you rolling your eyes? Is it serious?"

"It's okay. I don't need your help."

"Hey, Director Zhao, why are you lying on the ground? Wake up!"

"Someone, quickly carry Director Zhao to the hospital. Director Zhao is unwell and needs emergency treatment."

Trading bazaar.

North District, comprehensive training ground.

There was a round of applause.

Li Zhengping rushed in and walked to Li Yu who had just come down from the stage.

She whispered in his ear:

"Brother, Dapao did that seven times in Tingfeng Tower and fainted. He was sent to the hospital by the patrol team. He almost died, but he is now rescued."

Li Yu's face suddenly darkened.

This cannon!

There is no organization or discipline, and he even secretly went to listen to Fenglou P.

I originally wanted to criticize Dapao in private later, but now he is in the hospital, how can I scold him?

Oh shit!

Damn Zhao Dapao, don’t you have any idea how capable you are?

(asking for monthly ticket)