Chapter 247

Not long after the rats on the "motorcycle" set out with a group of mouse younger brothers, a pioneer team composed of 500 refugees has been transferred from the temporary shelter to the Changchang farm.

At present, there are about 1500 refugees stranded in temporary shelters.

Now winter has come to an end, and the snow is slowly melting into the soil. They can't stay in crowded dangerous buildings forever. It's neither safe nor hygienic. Especially in spring, it's easy to become a hotbed to nourish germs.

Walking in front of the refugee team, Jiuli found Luca waiting at the east gate and shook hands with him.

"The delay on the way has kept you waiting."

Lukaven said calmly.

"It's all right. There's snow all the way. It's not easy for you to come here. I'm relieved to see you arrive safely."

After a brief greeting, Jiuli opened the door to the mountain road.

"Where do we start? Here? Or somewhere else?"

Last year, their camp was destroyed by a blizzard at the east gate. Now the remains can be seen on the ground.

Old Luca looked at Jiuli and said.

"As instructed by the manager, your home is at the west gate. Now the top priority is to solve the housing problem. Bricks, cement and wood have been sent to the construction site. Special personnel will guide you on how to construct. After the house is built, we will assign you the task of spring ploughing."

"The land is distributed according to households. One household is set up for two people, with a field of 10 mu. For each child in the family, an additional 1 mu is allocated. For those who are unmarried at the age of 16, 3 mu is allocated according to their head. After they get married, a new household is set up and 10 mu of field is allocated again."

"Land ownership belongs to the collective farm owned by the permanent farm, and it must not be transferred, not leased, checked in one season, and the registered residence is confiscated by the offender."

"In the first three years, we will provide you with seeds and chemical fertilizers, and you only need to turn in half of your harvest to us in return. At the end of three years, the land will not be abandoned, and the land allocated to households will be completely taken care of by yourself. You only need to turn in 20% of the harvest, and the rest of the food will be fine whether you keep it or sell it to the granary."

The refugees whispered, and all their faces were filled with excitement.

"Provide seeds?"

"And fertilizer!"

"It's incredible that only half of the harvest is handed in."

Let alone them, Luca himself felt incredible.

It is already generous to allow servant farmers to retain 20% of their crops on the waste soil.

However, the managers not only allowed them to keep half of their crops, but also generously said that they would provide them with seeds, fertilizer and professional guidance in the first three years.

"The reason why refugees are refugees is that they are rootless duckweeds. On the one hand, the food planted on the land is, on the other hand, we need to use land and work to bind them with us. Don't think about moistening things."

"Each household contracts 10 mu of land. According to the statistics of 500 farmers, they can plant at least 5000 mu. This 5000 mu of land can not only make more than 500 families live well, but also provide rations for thousands of people, so that another part of the displaced people staying in the factory can fill their stomachs and develop production."

"Part of the remaining 25000 Mu is managed by collective farms, mainly cultivated by prisoners of war. The other part is contracted by shelter residents, and the grain produced is uniformly purchased by granaries."

These are the words of the manager.

Luca did not fully understand, but he had a new understanding of the adult's kindness.

He hoped from the bottom of his heart that these hard-earned people would live a good life.

Such a kind heart is really rare on the waste soil.

After settling down in Jiuli and handing over the tools and building materials to them, Luca handed over the rest of the work to the foremen and guards and returned to the farm alone.

In the office, the captain of the guard is waiting for him there.

At present, the farm has been understaffed for a long time, especially in logistics.

In addition to standing guard, the guard occasionally has to communicate with the refugees.

It is also the view of managers.

This is an expedient measure, which will be reformed later.

After all, for the refugees, a straight black uniform and a large caliber rifle on their back are far more convincing than a piece of paper full of words at any time.

To put it bluntly.

Literacy education has only reached the primary stage. Most people don't even know a few words and can't remember a long rule at all.

For them, the law is not as good as the manager in power armor.

It feels safer than anything.

At least in Qingquan City, the people of waste land recognize this.

"The transportation route to Yumu district has been restored. At present, the transportation capacity and human resources are very tight. Only 500 to 800 logs can be supplied to the farm every day... This is on the premise of not affecting the land reclamation work."

"The manager said that land reclamation is the first priority. I will arrange someone to deal with the wood and deliver it to me after it is transported to the farm."

Luca paused for a moment and continued in a serious tone.

"In addition, the brick factory has given priority to the allocation of production capacity to the long-term farm. We need to build at least 500 houses before the end of the month, ensure the completion of three collective dormitories in the farm, and completely transfer the refugees from the temporary shelter here."

The wrench hesitated for a moment.

"Is such a short time enough?"

They also need to prepare for spring ploughing. I'm afraid it's difficult to spare a lot of people.

However, Luca's answer was beyond his expectation.

"At the beginning, I also thought it was difficult to complete this task, but the diligence of the shelter residents exceeded our expectations... At present, one fifth of the land reclamation tasks undertaken by them have been completed, and all the remaining tasks can be completed in a week at most."

"The manager said that if the situation is optimistic, they can solve 10000 mu of wasteland before the 20th."

"Taking into account the 10000 mu land reclamation task undertaken by the prisoners of war, there is no problem in completing the 30000 mu land reclamation task before spring ploughing."

"In this way, the saved labor force can fully participate in the construction of houses, and the resettlement progress of refugees can be accelerated."

With that, Luca unfolded a picture.

It is painted with a brick and wood structure. The overall shape is square. It looks ordinary, but there are all the designs.

"This is a row house designed by the residents of the shelter. One household has 36 square meters and a brick wood mixed structure. The demand for building materials is small, and the thermal insulation performance and safety are quite reliable."

The wrench stared at the drawing for a while. Although he didn't understand it, he intuitively felt that the bricks and cement used in this kind of house were much less than those brick houses in the farm.

After a long time, he couldn't help sighing.

"Send the highest respect and thanks to these respectable people."

Luca nodded with the same emotion.

"We really have to thank them. They have paid too much."

War, natural disaster, famine, disease

Even compared with the most difficult days in the past, this year's cold winter is undoubtedly a hell model.

Without those blue coats, let alone those refugees from other places, I'm afraid few people in the whole northern suburbs can survive this winter.

This winter, no one died of hunger, and even had a rich new year.

This is almost unimaginable.

Of course, for Luca himself, his gratitude is much simpler.

Without the chip of the manager, I'm afraid I would have died at the gunpoint of a guard.

He doesn't know much truth, and even now he doesn't understand the sentence "stand up and don't kneel" that the manager said to him.

Luca only knew one thing. He saved his life.

Then this life is his.

……

Night.

The caravan heading for Boulder City settled in an abandoned office building.

They emptied the eaters from the hall to the corridor and came to the second floor of the office building.

A trip rope was tied at the exit of the safety passage. The caravan escort responsible for escorting Qian Lai and others back to Boulder City came to Xu Shun and Fang Chang and said to them.

"This is our safe house on the edge of the Fourth Ring Road. We will rest here for a night and continue on our way after dawn."

His name is Luo Guang. He has worked for Liszt for five or six years. He is an old employee of the caravan.

The other two guards worked for two years respectively. The man with a submachine gun on his chest was Wang Zhong, and the man with a bandage on his right arm was Kaiya -- these were all asked by the square leader from Xu Shun.

Before they came here, they were ambushed by a group of marauders. The unlucky guy named Kaya was shot in the right arm.

Those goblin hiding in the ruins can always come out unexpectedly, and fire without saying a word, without concealing the rich hope of red fruit.

All the people present had a frightened expression on their face. Only one person had an ordinary expression on his face, just like everyone else.

That man is Fang Chang.

Isn't it common sense of RPG game to meet robbers when running business?

If the production team asks you to bring a gun, it will naturally give you a place to use.

Basic operation is not six.

He was not surprised at all. On the contrary, he thought that the wave of people were too delicious.

"Safe house?"

Xu Shun glanced around, there were molds in the corner and fungus blankets formed every year. He didn't feel where it was safe here.

Qian Lai, standing aside, grinned and said.

"Don't be nervous. Those eaters won't jump out of the ground. Even if there is a small incubator on the roof, a lot of them won't pop up suddenly. As long as they are used properly, the eaters wandering in the corridor will become our cover."

There were at least hundreds of eaters in the hall on the first floor. When they came up, they only killed a dozen, and there was a pile left.

If predators are going to sneak on them, they have to clean up the eaters on the way from the hall to the safe passage like them.

Even if the predators don't fire a shot, execute the eaters in close combat, and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground will be heard by the people on the second floor.

As long as a person is left to watch near the exit of the safe passage, it can basically be safe.

Qian Lai patiently said to the two rookies who had not gone far, "it's dangerous to light an open fire here. I'm afraid we'll have to spend the night in the dark. Have you brought dry food?"

Xu Shun said.

"Yes."

Qian Lai nodded.

"That's good. There's no place for you to light a fire and cook."

The dry food of the caravans was nutritional paste. Although there were wheat cakes, they were so frozen that no one wanted to eat them at all.

Xu Shun took out the hot steamed bread from his arms, then reached into his backpack and took out the pickles in the jar. Using a knife to cut the steamed bread, he poured some pickles on it, then stuffed it into his mouth and took a bite.

The caravan guards around looked at him curiously and whispered.

"Why is the bread white?"

"Strange food."

"I've seen it in their market... But it's expensive to sell. A lump needs four chips!"

Hearing this, the faces of the other two guards showed surprised expressions one after another, and their eyes at Xu Shun also took a trace of envy, just like looking at a local tyrant.

Four chips for a meal!

This is too luxurious!

Fang Chang ate steamed stuffed buns and soon solved them. He went to the window and sat down. He took out the small book in his pocket and took a look at it by the faint moonlight outside.

There are many small characters written on it. They are all what he has seen and heard along the way. He plans to update it to the forum after he goes offline.

The situation in Qingquan city is quite different from that in the northern suburbs.

They encountered at least two predator attacks along the way.

The first time, five people shot at them with iron pipe rifles, but three were killed soon, and the remaining two fled.

The second time, there were a little more people. I saw a total of twelve, which was the size of a team of ten.

Kaya, sitting against the wall, treated the wound with alcohol and whispered curses.

"These dogs say! Bullying soft and afraid of hard guys!"

Xu Shun looked at him and asked.

"How could there be so many predators?"

Kaya muttered, "there are empty buildings everywhere. Maybe there are eyes hidden in any window. Where the bullet can't hit, it doesn't hinder the eyes. They've been staring at us since the moment we entered the city."

Xu Shun suddenly said vigilantly.

"If they come around..."

Kaya smiled.

"Relax, man, not all predators will become bone chewing tribes, just like not all cancer cells can eventually become tumors. At least one third of the predators were mercenaries, either killing their employers or harming their companions. They can't go back to Boulder, and can't summon up the courage to start a new life. Finally, they just don't do it all the time, and they just become them How much do you expect such scum to be capable of? "

Wang Zhong, who was sitting on the side, put in a word and said, "our luck is pretty good. We encounter people who do small business. If we do big business, it's still troublesome."

Xu Shun: "... What do you mean?"

"That's what I mean," Kaya said, shaking a warhead in front of him with tweezers. "Steel ball, almost 6mm... Thank God, if it were a lead bullet, my arm would probably be useless."

Wang Zhong laughed and joked.

"That's not just another mechanical arm."

Kiah rolled her eyes.

"Come on, I can't afford it."

That kind of expensive equipment is not what people like him dare to think.

Liszt and most of the people here are temporary employees. Only a few people can become core employees and work for the caravan all their life - which is also the driving force of their struggle.

Looking at the captions appearing intermittently on the VM, Fang Chang thought for a long time and continued to write on the small book by moonlight.

[... Mercenary is a very common profession in Boulder City. Most of the people engaged in this profession are poor people.]

[at the same time, the private armed market, which is seriously oversupplied, has led to the extreme involution of the mercenary industry. The vast majority of mercenaries have to risk their lives to earn a poor salary to make a living, which is also the root cause of the chaos in Qingquan city...]

At least one

He closed his notebook.

Fang Chang was planning to go offline, but somehow, he suddenly had a vague intuition in his heart.

It's like being watched by something.

He put the pen in his pocket, and Fang's hand unconsciously touched the mechanical composite bow leaning against the wall.

After awakening, he has seven points of perception.

Although it is not high compared with perception players, it is 140% intuitive compared with ordinary people.

Coupled with the experience accumulated in the battle, his actual perception of danger is not weaker than the low-level perception system.

Noticing the movement on his hand, Luo Guang cast an inquiring look at him.

"Did you find anything?"

The square commander didn't understand what he was asking, but he could guess from his expression, so he nodded in silence.

The three guards and Xu Shunli, who was on one side, were alert and clenched their weapons one after another, while Qian Lai hid in a safe place.

He knows his own combat effectiveness and believes that these people can successfully eliminate the predators without taking action by themselves.

Everyone was quietly on guard.

At this time, Fang Chang's hand had moved.

He raised the mechanical composite bow, buckled an explosive arrow on the bow string, silently read the seconds, and then shot a clean and sharp arrow at the window opposite the corridor.

Across a distance of tens of meters, the arrow burst into a flame at the moment it was shot out of the window. The steel balls sandwiched in the paper shell flew around. Soon, there was a sad cry and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground outside the window.

"Enemy attack!"

"It's a predator!"

Kaya ran after the window directly opposite, and the other two looked at the doors of the corridor and the safe passage.

If you don't take the elevator, it's the only way up.

The Marauder downstairs heard the sound of exchange of fire and rushed down from below.

Luo Guang, who stood at the entrance of the corridor, held a submachine gun in his hand and fired at the incoming predators. They were killed on the spot. The other luckily hid behind the bunker and tried to fight back. However, without firing two shots, an arrow was inserted in his forehead and his pupils fell back laxly.

Xu shungang took aim and was ready to shoot. The commander had retracted the composite bow.

The battle is over.

"There are three small minions who haven't come up!"

Standing by the window, Kaya put up his rifle and fired two shots at the fleeing figure. Seeing that it couldn't be hit, she took back the muzzle of the gun and spat.

"Shit, let these dogs run away!"

Carefully approached the entrance and exit of the safe passage. After Luo Guang confirmed that the predators had retreated, he squatted down and examined the body.

"... I'm afraid it's the same people we met during the day. They've been following us."

Kaya couldn't help scolding.

"What do these fools want?"

Wang Zhong laughed and joked, "maybe I'm hungry."

The crowd chuckled.

Although it was dangerous, it still strained everyone's nerves.

Luo Guang patted Kaya on the shoulder.

"There's still a way to go tomorrow. I can get to Boulder City at noon. I'll sleep first and change your shift later in the night."

Kaya gave him a reliable look.

"OK, boss."

The chief returned to the window and sat down. After confirming that the crisis was over, he calmly took a look at the small book, then stuffed it back into his pocket, closed his eyes, brewing sleepiness and was ready to go offline.

Xu Shun went to the chief and sat down.

Of course, the manager explained to him that when his residents sleep, they must do a good night watch and not let anyone near.

Luo Guang looked at Fang Chang with his eyes closed, then looked at Xu Shun sitting next to him and asked in a low voice.

"Is he asleep?"

Xu Shun nodded and said.

"Yes."

According to the agreement, the mayor will change his shift around 3 a.m., and he won't wake up during this time.

"Enviable psychological quality," Luo Guang continued in a low voice with a grin. "I just wanted to tell him that those two arrows were beautiful."

Among the mercenaries in Stonehenge, if they can choose, few people will use bows, arrows and crossbows. After all, the output of this weapon is unstable, and the maintenance is much more difficult than the gun.

Only some awakened people, taking into account their upper limit, will choose weapons that can more wield their physical advantages.

However, most of them are mainly missiles.

For example, throwing knives, javelins and grenades are the most common.

Although not as sharp as captain Han long, Luo Guang is sure that the sleeping expert is the awakener!

Xu Shun nodded and said.

"I'll convey it when he wakes up."

Luo Guang made a no problem gesture, then covered his hat on his face and leaned against the wall. After a while, he snored.

The room quieted down.

As if the previous battle did not exist.

Xu Shun took a look at VM.

There is no signal here. All we can retrieve is the short-range signal sent from the Fangchang device.

"The edge of the Fourth Ring Road... If you can walk to Boulder tomorrow, the position here should be right in the middle."

Xu Shun muttered and made a mark on the map.

This area can be used as a transit station for signals. Caravans from the northern suburbs to Boulder City can also settle here.

However, there are predators around, so we must be careful.

……

I was speechless all night.

The next morning, the party continued on the road.

As he got closer and closer to Boulder City, the mayor unconsciously accelerated his pace, and the excitement in his heart was unspeakable.

Has been living in the Stonehenge with centralized settings on the official website!

Qingquan is the largest settlement of survivors!

Soon, he will confirm with his eyes what kind of surprise the game production team has prepared for the players!

Turned a corner and stood on a straight 12 Lane elevated road. The excitement on Fang Chang's face was gradually replaced by shock.

A towering huge wall, as high as 20 floors, stands between two skyrocketing buildings like a dam.

The pressure of the giant came to my face.

Even if it's a kilometer away, you can feel it clearly!

"Seeing that huge wall is tantamount to seeing Boulder City. The road behind will be much easier," said Qian Lai with a relieved smile. "Finally, there is a warm mattress to sleep. You can live in my house. Although it's not big, the environment must be much better than the hotel!"

Also shocked by the scene in front of him, Xu Shun couldn't help but say.

"How many tons of cement does it cost?"

Qian Lai said with a smile.

"Who knows, and it's not all cement. Maybe it's mixed with some garbage or waste concrete blocks. In short, it has some history. This huge wall is mainly to deal with the threat of alien and 'wave', but it's said that the wave has not threatened the corner of boulder for a long time."

Xu Shun: "incredible!"

"It's really incredible, but I heard that this settlement was built after the ideal city... But the specifications are far from good."

Speaking of this, Qian Lai narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance. He paused for a moment and looked at the huge wall with a trace of longing.

"I hope I can go to the ideal city one day."

Xu Shun: "... Ideal city?"

Qian Lai: "well, our boss once said that it was the closest place to the pre war society in the whole waste land... Although I bet he didn't know what the pre war society was like."

Xu Shun doesn't quite understand.

For him, who grew up in the northern suburbs, pre war was a very vague concept.

He only heard that people in that era could not eat enough honey, drink enough milk, clean water, and even throw one bottle at another.

The cans, glass bottles and other treasures they picked up from the waste soil were unwanted garbage in that era, and no one would take a look at them at all.

On the contrary, those daunting high-rise buildings are the treasure they flock to.

Everything about the era of prosperity and this era seems to be the opposite.

At the moment, the head of the party couldn't care to read the subtitles. He put the headphones given to him by the manager on his ears and excitedly took more than a dozen photos of Boulder City.

Although it's outside the communication range and the photos can't be sent back, it doesn't matter.

He can be stored in VM's album first!

After all, this is his chance to exchange 250 silver coins, which can't be wasted.

When he gets back, he has to take these photos and make a good article!

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(it's a little late, so it's convenient to connect with the following plot. If there are typos, help me catch them. I read both sides, but I really can't find them. I'll have dinner first and then write tomorrow's update. Brothers, if you have tickets, I hope you can support them. I hope it's not too late to ask for tickets at this point. QAQ)