Amidst the harsh sound of "Dudu~", it was Zhao Jianshe who puffed up his cheeks and blew an iron whistle in his mouth.
After whistling for a while, the old man tried to straighten his back.
For those who have joined the tribe, it has not been more than half a year; so now they are still the lowest status level in the tribe, that is, the 'Pig Iron Level' group of subordinates.
He shouted loudly: "Wake up quickly, don't even look at what time it is.
The sun is setting. Why don't you lazy guys get up? If you don't want to stay, get out of here. The Central Continent tribe is indeed short of people now, but there is no shortage of lazy guys.
Let me tell you, instead of looking at and coveting my monthly supply rations every time I receive supplies, I am so much better than you.
Why don't you work hard and show yourself that as long as you are rated as an advanced individual at the end of the year, you will be immediately promoted to a higher status level; you will also be given priority in terms of job promotion in the future."
In fact, when Zhao Jianshe shouted, "The sun is shining on my butt".
The rising sun in the sky has not even popped up yet; it seems more and more that Zhao Jianshe is so appropriately nicknamed "Zhao Papi" in private.
But facing all this, Zhao Jianshe didn't care at all.
Because he has always firmly believed that the Zhongzhou tribe does not support idlers, and it is not those people who can join casually.
Want to join? Yes, but you need to show a positive work attitude.
This kind of mentality and performance is very common among many senior members of the current Zhongzhou tribe.
In terms of daily work and other aspects, these people have very high standards for not only themselves but also the new members, even to the point of being somewhat harsh.
It can be said that the rapid development of the tribe has produced a complex psychology that includes pride, expectations, sense of responsibility, sense of crisis, and many other thoughts.
With such a mentality, these people tend to lead by example, which can be considered a good thing.
Amidst the shouts from Zhao Jianshe's mouth, a group of men, the oldest in their thirties and at least fifteen or sixteen years old, climbed up from the high and low beds.
Then, he was laughing and joking by the water well and doing his daily washing.
After washing up, they started to carry shovels and lined up in a line to walk towards the simple dock where they worked; their steps were a little hurried under Zhao Jianshe's urging.
It was at midnight last night that a cement ship carrying coal docked at the dock. There were about 110 tons of coal on it, waiting for them to unload it.
It’s time to say it or not! This old man Zhao Jianguo really has a bit of a Zhou Papi attitude.
As everyone was walking towards the dock, a sunrise slowly emerged from the sky, just enough to give them some sight to work with.
As for breakfast? What's the rush? Let's do the work for two hours first.
To use the words that Zhao Jianshe often talks about, which is said to have been said by leader Hu Biao: Ten thousand years is too long to build a beautiful new life for the Zhongzhou tribe, we seize every day...
In the breeze with a faint smell of sea, Zhu Yuanhang, who had been working the day shift all morning, let out a big yawn.
After thinking about the tribe's high-power radio station, I now have my favorite programs.
He casually turned on a radio with a long antenna on the table next to him; because nowadays, a radio station can be heard within a thousand miles, so there is no way to tune the station.
As the radio was turned on, a clear female voice came to his ears:
"Good afternoon to all the listeners in front of the radio! We at the Zhongzhou Tribe Radio Station are now broadcasting the midday news program for you.
At 9 o'clock yesterday morning, reporters from our radio news department were fortunate enough to interview Mr. Lang Qing, who has been guiding the work here recently, at the construction site of the newly established Tribal Heavy Industry No. 1 Factory.
On behalf of the enthusiastic audience, the reporter asked Mr. Lang Qing why it is necessary to mobilize many departments to cooperate and speed up the construction of a new factory like the No. 1 Heavy Industry Factory.
And the important issue of when the No. 1 Heavy Industry Plant can be put into production.
Lang Qing said in an interview with adults that the heavy industry was often the most important industry for a Guojia before the great destruction, and it was the best reflection of the hard power of a Guojia.
The first phase of construction of Tribe Heavy Industry No. 1 Plant is mainly centered around a 3,500-ton hydraulic press.
Because the industry of the Central Continent tribe cannot be limited to small-scale processing forever; and with this hydraulic press, the tribe can have a huge improvement in the manufacturing capabilities of aircraft, ships, hydropower, and weapons.
For example, as long as this hydraulic press is officially put into operation, there are still some other problems waiting for us to overcome them one by one.
But at least in theory, we will have the ability to manufacture 155 mm caliber artillery by then~"
When I heard this sentence coming from the radio next to my ear.
That is to say, after saying that ‘the tribe can manufacture 155mm caliber artillery in the future’.
Zhu Yuanhang, who had been lazily operating the rudder and controlling the ship's sailing direction until now, was immediately shaken up, with an expectant expression on his face.
Unfortunately, after hearing the next piece of news, I became listless again.
"Hello everyone, listeners, here is a quick news.
According to the latest news from the chief's office, during this morning's work, Chief Hu Biao said that in view of the current expansion of tribal territory, the military strength of the three armies is no longer sufficient, and other reasons.
Officially signed and approved Lord Chen Daozi's order regarding the third expansion of the armed forces.
It is reported that after the completion of this army expansion plan, the total strength of the three tribal armies will reach 6,000; of which the water force is 2,000, the army is 3,200, and the air force is 800.
It should be noted that in this military expansion, the three armies will add some new arms.
Including the marines of the water force, the airborne troops of the air force, the heavy artillery and radar troops of the army, the cavalry troops, etc.
However, for this expansion of the army, the tribe’s many reservists will be directly screened according to their usual assessment points; everyone does not need to take the initiative to sign up, and can just wait for specific notifications.”
After turning off the radio at hand with a 'pop~' sound, Zhu Yuanhang's expression became indescribably lonely.
The main reason is that although he is also a reserve member of the water force, his daily training score is too low.
Although the scale of the expansion of the Marine Corps is not small this time, the original members and the Marine Corps of unknown size have been eliminated.
2,000 people seem to be quite a lot, but in fact they can't recruit many captains and crew members, which means that he basically has no hope.
Zhu Yuanhang, a captain of the Zhongzhou tribe.
It is a pity that he is not only not the captain of the water force, but also the captain of various combat ships; he is not even the captain of parallel imports such as the patrol boats used by the iron-hulled ships.
In fact, it is just a cement ship transporting minerals, along with a shabby captain who only has 6 crew members.
There are at least fifty or sixty such captains in the Central Continent tribe.
But just as there was a line in an old movie called "Shaolin Football" that was played in a tribal cinema:
If you don’t have dreams as a human being, what’s the difference between being a salted fish?
So, Zhu Yuan, who was once called "Big Nostril", is just like his new name now.
Although he is a small transport captain, he has the dream of a big captain:
I hope that one day I can become the captain of a serious warship, drive a majestic warship on long voyages, and use 155mm cannons to blast my opponents into the water one by one.
For a moment, after thinking of the above scenes, Zhu Yuanhang couldn't help but become obsessed...
A few hours later, tribe stronghold No. 16 appeared in front of us from a distance.
Although there is still enough coal in the coal storage room on the ship to run to the next No. 17 stronghold, Zhu Yuanhang still pulled the whistle lever at hand.
Turning the rudder, the cement boat, which looked like a big lump, sailed towards the dock.
The main reason is that when their ship went to the Qifengdu Iron Mine, loaded a shipload of iron ore and returned to the First Steel Plant, it also loaded a shipload of various supplies when it came from the tribe.
Taste.
It can be said that along the way, I brought daily supplies to the strongholds along the way.
Supplies like this are usually delivered to various strongholds once a week; tribal logistics tribes often randomly pick whichever ship they find at the dock.
Anyway, there are a lot of empty ships coming, so it’s not a problem at all.
Not to mention! Among the supplies delivered this time, there is really a good thing.
That was Master Hu Biao, considering that there were many hardworking men stationed in the stronghold, and often for three to five months, not even a female could be seen.
So much so that there were calluses on one's hands.
I sent a huge surprise to these hard-working gentlemen, one for each base.
If we fall behind No. 16 Stronghold, the person in charge here, Lao Zhao, will definitely tear himself apart the next time he passes by to replenish coal.
Just like that, the cement ship docked at the dock of No. 16 Stronghold.
The time at this moment is exactly around 6:30 in the evening.
So Zhu Yuanhang could see that at this point in time, a group of men who had been loading and unloading coal for a day, so except for a pair of white teeth, were all pitch black, squatting in a row on the ground and eating their food.
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Specifically, it is cornmeal steamed buns, paired with a large pot of salted fish and vegetable soup, a pot of instant noodles, and some pickled mustard.
There are enough steamed buns and soup, so you can eat as much as you want. There is only one bowl of instant noodles per person.
But speaking of this kind of food standard, it is considered very good in this world.
When Zhu Yuanhang jumped off the boat, one of the dark figures squatting on the ground spoke: "Oh, isn't this Captain Zhu?
We happen to be having dinner, so we need to eat something together to deal with it."
It was also at this time that Zhu Yuanhang realized that this guy was actually the person in charge of No. 16 Stronghold, that little old man Zhao Jianshe.
But facing the other party's enthusiasm, Zhu Yuanhang looked disgusted:
"Of course we have dinner, but don't think of sending us away so easily. Hurry up and prepare some hard dishes, canned meat, peanuts, and some good wine."
"Whether you like to eat or not depends on your ability."
After hearing this, Zhao Jianshe cursed so hard.
The problem is that all the toughness of this old man was gone when Zhu Yuanhang solemnly took out a large pink box from the large black garbage bag in his hand.
stand up.
The reason is simple, it is a toy for grown men, a doll that can be used for entertainment after being blown up.
As for Zhao Jianshe and others, do they know this thing?
Just kidding, let’s not mention that if the natives could find such items from the ruins, they could sell them for hundreds of catties of salted fish even if they didn’t keep them for themselves.
Nowadays, this stuff is sold in several large supermarkets in the headquarters.
It is a pity that the price of 300 yuan, plus the mandatory requirement of 30 industrial tickets, is an unimaginable huge amount of money for most members of the tribe in a short period of time.
Damn it! If you have enough money to buy one of these things, you can buy a bicycle and many other good things.
It was precisely this point that made Zhu Yuanhang say with envy: "Chief Hu Biao is so kind to you strongholds that he is afraid that you will be bored.
But there are so many of you, so you have to be careful, you must use it carefully in a planned way, and don’t break it.”
"Don't worry, we will treat her as our daughter-in-law. I will make a plan later and make some health and safety regulations."
Zhao Jianshe, who looked happy, felt so reassured in his heart.
"It sounds like you have a wife."
After hearing this, Zhu Yuanhang started to complain.
But at this moment, no one from either party feels that there is anything bad, unserious, unhygienic, or in any way inferior to the batch of inflatable products purchased by Hu Biao in the modern dimension.
You're kidding! Some needs are the instincts of men, and problems will arise only if they are forcibly suppressed.
In the following time, just as Zhu Yuanhang was about to shout, he asked the other party to prepare good wine and food, let him have a good meal immediately, and then asked the boatswain to temporarily replace him so that he could have a rest.
meeting.
The problem is that when such a sentence comes to his lips, he doesn't even have time to say it.
Suddenly, after feeling something, not only Zhu Yuanhang, but also Zhao Jianshe, and even everyone at the scene raised their heads and looked toward the sky.
Then, they can see a scene that they will remember deeply:
Under the golden sunset, at an altitude of about two thousand meters in the air, there were a total of ten Yinwu transport planes, flying towards the northwest like wild geese, all the way.
Oh my God! This is the first time in their lives that these people have seen so many planes flying in the sky.
Based on the geographical knowledge Zhu Yuanhang and others learned in night school, they quickly came to their senses:
This fleet of aircraft flew towards the interior of the mainland, Sichuan and Guizhou, and even deeper into the Us Snow area; so, something big must have happened...
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"Something happened, something big happened~" This is the truest thought in the minds of many people in the Zhongzhou tribe after seeing the fleet of aircraft in the sky.
In fact, this is indeed the case, something really big has happened.
To be precise, at that time, Hu Biao was still biting the end of his pen in his chief's office. He chewed a ballpoint pen that read "See men's department, go to XX Hospital" until it was full of tooth marks.
Why? Husky made an application last night.
The content of the application stated that the 20,000-ton giant ship had been officially named 'Kuafu' by the waterborne troops of the Zhongzhou Tribe, and had become the flagship of the First Fleet.
It's just that the indigenous sailors were very unfamiliar with the actual operation and driving of this thing.
Therefore, he believed that it was very necessary to organize a group of capable personnel to conduct relevant training under his leadership; after all, such a big ship would not want to be parked on the dock and eat dust, right? That would be too much of a waste.
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Needless to say, what Husky said above is very reasonable and very necessary.
The existence of the ‘Kuafu Hao’ can be said to be a strategic force projection method for the Central Continent tribes. Of course, the natives must be able to operate it skillfully.
But the crux of the problem is that when such a large ship is started, it needs to burn oil, and the burning is quite scary.
Anyway, according to the description in the information, the main engine on the Kuafu is a 50,000-horsepower one. If it runs for an hour, it requires less than 5 tons of heavy oil, and 50 or 60 tons of heavy oil will be burned in a day.
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(The above fuel consumption is from the Internet, if I am wrong, please don’t worry)
Although heavy oil is cheaper than diesel and gasoline, there are currently no technical problems in converting it into coal-to-oil.
But now the little oil production of the Zhongzhou tribe is almost like a carrot and a hole; if the needs of heavy oil are met, there will not be enough oil in other aspects.
For a moment, after thinking about these problems, Hu Biao felt extremely depressed.
The biggest reason is that rising sea levels have made it more difficult to exploit oil fields, and even a lot of coal has been submerged under the sea.
With the current level of the Zhongzhou team, it is simply impossible to mine underwater coal.
Under such a situation, Hu Biao was naturally capable of serious damage to his head.
But Hu Biao didn't even think of how to solve such a problem, and a bigger trouble came; suddenly, Hu Biao completely forgot about such a thing.
Suddenly, a phone in front of me rang like a reminder.
After the call was connected, the voice of Bamboo Leaf on the other end of the phone said anxiously:
"Lao Hu, the telecommunications office just received a telegram requesting help from Xu Feng's daughter-in-law, Li Qun, saying that Xu Feng and the translator are now trapped and their lives are in great danger."
What the heck! If a team member dies in the doomsday world, he cannot be resurrected, no matter how many points he gives.
So Hu Biao immediately reflected that the most important thing for everyone in the Zhongzhou Team right now is to set out immediately to save Xu Feng and the translator.
Based on this understanding, after hanging up the phone, Hu Biao immediately shouted at the indigenous secretaries outside the office.
A series of commands were immediately issued:
"Inform the leader at home and rush to Yangshan Airport as quickly as possible to tell the translator and Mr. Xu Feng that something has happened.
Inform the air force to make statistics on how many aircraft are available and prepare to take off immediately.
Notify the logistics department and prepare relevant materials for me~"