Chapter 246 Sending the highest respect to these respectable people
Not long after the big mouse riding a "motorcycle" set off with a group of mouse brothers, a pioneer team composed of 500 refugees had moved from a temporary shelter to a permanent farm.
There are approximately 1,500 refugees currently staying in temporary shelters.
Now that winter has come to an end, the snow is slowly melting and seeping into the soil. They cannot stay in crowded and dangerous buildings forever. That is neither safe nor hygienic. Especially in spring, it can easily become a breeding ground for germs.
Walking in front of the refugee team, Jiuli found Luca waiting at the east gate and shook hands with him.
"I was delayed for a while on the way and kept you waiting."
Luca said gently.
"It's okay. There's snow all the way. It's not easy for you to walk here. I'm relieved to see that you arrived safely."
After a brief exchange of greetings, Jiuli got straight to the point.
"Where do we start? Here? Or somewhere else?"
Last year, their camp at the east gate was destroyed by a snowstorm, and the wreckage left behind is still vaguely visible on the ground.
Old Luka looked at Jiuli and said.
"According to the instructions of the manager, your home is at the west gate. The top priority now is to solve the housing problem. Bricks, cement and wood have been delivered to the construction site, and there will be dedicated personnel to guide you on how to construct. After the house is built, we will
I will assign you spring plowing tasks."
"Land is distributed according to households. One household of two people is allocated 10 acres of land. For each child in the family, an additional acre is allocated. Those who are over 16 years old and unmarried are allocated 3 acres per head. After a new household is established, a new 10 acres of land are allocated.
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"Land ownership belongs to the collective of Changjiang Farm. It cannot be transferred or leased. It will be inspected quarterly. Violators will be expelled from their household registration and their land will be confiscated."
"In the first three years, we will provide you with seeds and fertilizers, and you only need to hand over half of the harvest to us in return. At the end of the three years, if the land is not abandoned, you will be completely responsible for taking care of the land allocated to each household, and the harvest will only be
You need to turn in 20%, and the rest of the grain can be kept by yourself or sold to the granary."
The refugees were whispering, and everyone's faces were filled with excitement.
"Provide seeds?"
"And fertilizer!"
"To actually only have to hand over half of the harvest...it's incredible."
Let alone them, Luka himself found it incredible.
In the wasteland, allowing servant farmers to keep 20% of their crops is already considered generous.
However, the manager not only allowed them to keep half of the crops, but even generously offered to provide them with seeds, fertilizers and professional guidance for the first three years.
"The reason why refugees are refugees is because they are rootless people. On the one hand, the food grown on the land is important. On the other hand, we need to use the land and work to tie them to us. Don't make it a big deal."
Just thinking about Run."
"Each household contracts 10 acres of land. According to statistics, among the 500 farmers, they can cultivate at least 5,000 acres. Not only can these 5,000 acres of land allow more than 500 households to live a good life, but it can also provide food rations for thousands of people.
, let the other group of refugees staying in the factory fill their stomachs and develop production.”
"Part of the remaining 25,000 acres is managed by collective farms, mainly farmed by prisoners of war. The other part is contracted and managed by shelter residents, and the grain produced is purchased by the granary."
The above are the actual words of the administrator.
Luka didn't fully understand, but he had a new understanding of the kindness of that adult.
He sincerely hopes that these poor people can live a good life.
Such a kind heart is really rare in the wasteland.
After settling down Jiuli's side and handing over the tools and building materials to their hands, Luca handed over the remaining work to the foreman and guards and returned to the farm alone.
In the office, the captain of the guard, Wrench, was waiting for him.
Currently, Changjiu Farm is short of manpower, especially in the logistics field.
In addition to standing guard, the guards occasionally have to take on the task of communicating with the refugees.
The same is said by managers.
This is a temporary measure and will be reformed later.
After all, for the refugees, a crisp black uniform with a large-caliber rifle on the back is far more convincing than a piece of paper full of words at any time.
to be honest.
Literacy education has only reached its primary stage, and most people cannot even read a few characters, and cannot remember the regulations for a long time.
To them, the law is far less important than a word of mouth from a manager wearing power armor.
This feels safer than anything else.
At least in Qingquan City, the people of the wasteland recognize this.
"The transportation route to Yumu District has been restored. Currently, transportation capacity and human resources are very tight. We can only guarantee the supply of 500 to 800 logs to the farm every day... This is without affecting the land reclamation work."
"The manager has said that land reclamation is the first priority. I will arrange for people to handle the wood and just hand it over to me after it is transported to the farm."
Luka paused for a moment and continued in a serious tone.
"In addition, the brick factory has prioritized its production capacity to the Changjiang Farm. We need to build at least 500 houses before the end of the month, and ensure the completion of the three dormitories in the farm, and completely transfer the refugees in the temporary shelter here.
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Wrench hesitated for a moment and said.
"Is such a short time enough?"
They also need to prepare for spring plowing, so it may be difficult to spare many manpower.
However, Luka's answer was beyond his expectation.
"At first, I thought this task would be difficult to complete, but the diligence of the shelter residents exceeded our expectations... Currently, one-fifth of the land reclamation task undertaken by them has been completed, and the remaining work can be completed in a week at most.
All the tasks below have been completed.”
"The manager said that if the situation is optimistic, they can clear another 10,000 acres of wasteland before the 20th."
"Including the 10,000 acres of land reclamation task undertaken by the prisoners of war, there is no problem in completing the 30,000 acres of land reclamation task before spring plowing."
"In this way, the saved labor force can all be involved in the construction of houses, and the resettlement progress of the refugees can also be accelerated."
As he spoke, Luca unfolded a picture.
There is a picture of a house with a brick and wood structure. The overall shape is boxy and unremarkable, but it has all the necessary designs.
"This is a row house designed by shelter residents. Each household is 36 square meters. It has a mixed brick and wood structure. It does not require a large amount of building materials, and its thermal insulation performance and safety are quite reliable."
Wanwan stared at the drawing for a while. Although he didn't quite understand it, he intuitively felt that the bricks and cement used in this kind of house were indeed much less than those brick houses in the farm.
After a long time, he couldn't help but sigh.
"I would like to express my highest respect and gratitude to these respectable people."
Luka nodded with emotion as well.
"We really have to thank them, they have paid so much."
War, natural disaster, famine, disease...
Even compared with the toughest days in the past, this year's winter is undoubtedly hell mode.
Without those blue coats, let alone the refugees from other places, few people in the entire northern suburbs would be able to survive this winter.
This winter, no one died of hunger, and we even had a prosperous New Year.
This is almost unimaginable.
Of course, for Luca himself, his gratitude is much simpler.
If it weren't for the manager's bargaining chip, I might have died at the gunpoint of a guard long ago.
He doesn't understand many big principles, and he still doesn't even understand what the manager said to him: "Stand up, don't kneel."
Luca only knows one thing, he saved his life.
Then this life is his.
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night.
The caravan heading towards Boulder City settled in an abandoned office building.
They cleared out the nibblers from the lobby to the corridors and arrived at the second floor of the office building.
A trip rope was tied to the exit of the safe passage, and the caravan guard responsible for escorting Qian Lai and others back to Boulder City walked up 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 the night and continue our journey after dawn."
His name is Luo Guang, and he has been working for Liszt for five or six years. He is considered an old employee of the caravan.
The other two guards had been working for two years respectively. The one with a submachine gun on his chest was named Wang Zhong, and the one with a bandage on his right arm was named Kaiya. Fang Chang asked these things from Xu Shun.
Before the group came here, they were ambushed by a group of looters. The unlucky guy named Kaia was unfortunately shot in the right arm.
Those goblins hiding in the ruins always appear unexpectedly and open fire without saying a word, without any concealment of their naked hope.
Everyone present had frightened expressions on their faces. Only one person had a normal expression on his face, like a normal person.
That person is Fang Chang.
Isn’t it common sense in RPG games to encounter bandits when running a business?
If the production team asks you to bring a gun, it will naturally give you a place to use it.
Don’t do six basic things.
He didn't find it strange at all, but rather thought that group of people were too weak.
"Safe house?"
Xu Shun took a look around, and saw the mold in the corner and the carpet of bacteria that had been mutated every year. He didn't feel that this place was safe at all.
Qian Lai, standing aside, smiled and said.
"Don't be nervous, those nibblers won't pop out of the ground. Even if there is a small incubation room on the roof, a lot of them won't suddenly pop up. As long as you use it properly, the nibblers wandering in the corridor will actually
Will be our cover."
There were at least hundreds of gnawers in the hall on the first floor. When they came up, they only killed a dozen of them, and there were still a bunch of others left.
If there are predators who intend to sneak attack them, they must also clear out the predators from the lobby to the safe passage.
Even if the predators didn't fire a single shot and executed the eaters in close combat, the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground would still be heard by people on the second floor.
As long as you leave someone to stand guard near the exit of the safe passage, you can basically guarantee that nothing will go wrong.
Qian Lai patiently said to these two rookies who had never traveled far: "It is very dangerous to light an open fire here. We may have to spend the night in the dark. Have you brought any dry food?"
Xu Shun said.
"Bring it."
Qian Lai nodded.
"That's good, there's no place for you to light a fire and cook."
The dry food for the caravans was nutritional paste. Although there were wheat cakes, they were frozen hard and no one wanted to eat them.
Xu Shun took out the warm steamed buns from his arms, then reached into his backpack and took out the pickles in the jar. He cut open the steamed buns with a knife, poured some pickles on top, then stuffed them into his mouth and took a bite.
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The caravan guards around him looked at him curiously and whispered to each other in low voices.
"Why is this bread white?"
“Weird food.”
"I've seen it in their market...but it's very expensive. A piece of it actually costs 4 chips!"
Hearing this, the other two guards had expressions of surprise on their faces, and the eyes they looked at Xu Shun invariably had a hint of envy, as if they were looking at a rich man.
4 chips per meal!
This is too luxurious!
Fang Chang ate steamed buns and quickly finished them. He walked to the window and sat down. He took out the small book in his pocket and took a look at it in the weak moonlight outside.
There are densely written small words on it, all of which are his experiences along the way. He plans to update them on the forum after he goes offline for a while.
The situation in Qingquan City is completely different from that in the northern suburbs.
Along the way they encountered at least two attacks from predators.
The first time there were five people, and they shot at them randomly with iron-barreled rifles, but three of them were quickly killed, and the remaining two fled.
The second time we came, there were slightly more people. We saw a total of twelve people, enough to make a team of ten people.
Kaia, who was sitting against the wall, treated the wound with alcohol and cursed in a low voice.
"These are bastards! They bully the weak and fear the strong!"
Xu Shun looked at him and asked.
"How come there are so many predators?"
Kaia muttered: "It's everywhere. In those empty buildings, there might be a pair of eyes hidden in any window. The place where the bullet can't hit doesn't hinder the eyes. Eighty percent of them have been eyeing us from the moment we entered the city.
."
Xu Shun suddenly became alert and said.
"Then if they come around..."
Kaia chuckled.
"Relax man, not all predators will become bone-chewing tribesmen, just like not all cancer cells can eventually become tumors. At least one-third of the predators were either mercenaries or
He killed his employer, or killed his companions, couldn't go back to Boulder City, and couldn't muster up the courage to start a new life. In the end, he just didn't do anything and became a robber. How big do you expect such a scumbag to be?
ability?"
Wang Zhong, who was sitting on the side, interjected and said: "We are quite lucky. All we meet are those doing small business. It would still be troublesome for those doing big business."
Xu Shun: "...what do you mean?"
"That's what I mean," Kaiya pinched out a bullet with tweezers, waved it in front of him, and said with gritted teeth, "Steel ball, almost 6mm...Thank God, if it had been a lead bullet, my arm would probably be useless.
Already."
Wang Zhong laughed and teased.
"Why don't you just change it to a mechanical arm?"
Kaia rolled her eyes.
"Come on, I can't afford it."
That kind of expensive equipment is not something someone like him would dare to think about.
Lister has a temporary employment relationship with the vast majority of people here. Only a few people can become core employees and serve the caravan for life. This is also the motivation for their struggle.
Looking at the subtitles that appeared intermittently on the VM, Fang Chang thought for a long time and continued to write in the small notebook by moonlight.
[...Mercenary is a very common occupation in Boulder City, and most of the people engaged in this profession are poor people.]
[At the same time, the private armed market with serious oversupply has led to the extreme involution of the mercenary industry. The vast majority of mercenaries must risk their lives to earn pitiful remuneration to survive, and this is also the source of chaos in Qingquan City...
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【At least one of them.】
He closed the notebook in his hand.
Fang Chang was about to log off, but for some unknown reason, he suddenly had a vague intuition in his heart.
It was as if something was staring at me.
Putting the pen in his pocket, his long and square hand unconsciously touched the mechanical compound bow leaning against the wall.
After awakening, he has 7 points of perception.
Although it is not high compared to perception players, but compared to the average person, it is 140% intuition.
Coupled with the experience accumulated in battle, his actual perception of danger is not weaker than that of a low-level perception system rookie.
Noticing the movements of his hands, Luo Guang cast a questioning look at him.
"Did you find anything?"
Fang Chang couldn't understand what he was asking, but he could guess from his expression, so he nodded silently.
The three guards and Xu Shun on the side were immediately alert and clenched their weapons, while Qian Lai hid in a safe place.
He is self-aware of his own fighting ability, and at the same time, he also believes that these people can successfully deal with the predators without taking any action on his own.
Everyone was quietly on guard.
But at this moment, Fang Chang's hand had already moved.
He raised his mechanical compound bow, an explosive arrow was clasped on the bowstring, and after silently counting the seconds, he fired a clean arrow towards the window across the corridor.
Spanning a distance of tens of meters, the moment the arrow shot out of the window, it exploded with a burst of fire. The steel balls caught in the paper shell flew around, and soon there was a miserable wailing outside the window and heavy objects falling on the ground.
Sounds from the ground.
"Enemy attack!"
"It's a predator!"
Kaia chased after him toward the window directly opposite, while the other two watched the door to the corridor and the safe passage.
If you don't take the elevator, that's the only way up.
The looters downstairs heard the exchange of fire and immediately rushed down from below.
Luo Guang, who was standing at the entrance of the corridor with a submachine gun in his hand, fired a burst of fire at the looters who rushed in. Two of them were killed on the spot. The other one was lucky enough to hide behind the bunker and tried to fight back, but he did not fire two shots.
An arrow was inserted into his forehead, and his pupils fell back with blurred vision.
Just as Xu Shung took aim and prepared to shoot, Fang Chang had already put away the compound bow.
The battle is over.
"There are still three minions who haven't come up yet!"
Kaia, who was standing by the window, raised the rifle in his hand and fired two shots at the fleeing figure. When he saw that he could no longer hit, he put the gun back and spat.
"Damn it, let these dogs run away!"
Carefully approaching the entrance and exit of the safe passage, Luo Guang confirmed that the predators had retreated, then squatted down and inspected the body.
"...I'm afraid they are the same group of people we met during the day. They have been following us."
Kaia couldn't help but curse.
"What do these idiots want to do?"
Wang Zhong laughed and joked: "Maybe I'm hungry and dizzy."
Everyone chuckled a few times.
Although it was a near miss, it still made everyone nervous.
Luo Guang patted Kaiya on the shoulder.
"There's still a long way to go tomorrow, and we'll arrive at Boulder City around noon. I'll take a nap first, and then I'll replace you in the middle of the night."
Kaia gave him a trusting look.
"Okay, boss."
Fang Chang returned to the window and sat down. After confirming that the crisis was over, he calmly glanced at the small book, then stuffed it back into his pocket, closed his eyes and brewed sleepiness, preparing to log off.
Xu Shun walked to Fang Chang and sat down next to him.
Of course, the manager had told him that when his residents were sleeping, they must keep a vigil and not let anyone get close.
Luo Guang glanced at Fang Chang, who had his eyes closed, and then at Xu Shun, who was sitting next to him, and asked in a low voice.
"Is he asleep?"
Xu Shun nodded and said.
"Yes."
According to the agreement, Fang Chang would come to change his shift at around 3 a.m., and he would not wake up during this time.
"Enviable psychological quality," Luo Guang grinned and continued in a low voice, "I just wanted to tell him that those two arrows shot beautifully."
Among the mercenaries in Boulder City, if they could choose, few would use bows, arrows and crossbows. After all, the output of such weapons is unstable, and their maintenance is much more difficult than guns.
Only some awakened people, considering their upper limit, will choose weapons that can better utilize their physical advantages.
However, most of them are mainly throwing objects.
For example, throwing knives, javelins, and grenades are the three most common ones.
Although he is not as discerning as captain Han Long, Luo Guang is already sure in his heart that the sleeping master is the awakened one!
Xu Shun nodded and said.
"I will convey it to him after he wakes up."
Luo Guang made a no problem gesture, then put the hat on his face, leaned against the wall, and soon started snoring.
The room became quiet.
It was as if the previous battle did not exist.
Xu Shun glanced at VM.
There is no signal at this point, and all that can be retrieved is the short-distance signal sent from Fang Chang's device.
"The edge of the Fourth Ring Road... If we can walk to Boulder City tomorrow, this location should be right in the middle."
Xu Shun muttered in his heart and marked it on the map.
This area can be used as a transfer station for signals, and caravans heading from the northern suburbs to Boulder City can also stop here.
However, there are predators around, so you must be cautious.
…
A night of silence.
The next morning, the group continued on the road.
As he got closer and closer to Boulder City, Fang Chang unconsciously speeded up his pace, and the excitement in his heart was indescribable.
I have been living in the Boulder City where the official website settings are concentrated!
The largest survivor colony in Qingquan City!
Soon, he will use his eyes to confirm what surprises the game production team has prepared for players!
After turning a street corner and standing on a straight twelve-lane elevated highway, the excitement on the square face was gradually replaced by shock.
A towering giant wall, as high as twenty stories, stood like a dam between two buildings that reached into the sky.
The pressure of the giant thing came over me.
Even from a kilometer away, you can clearly feel it!
"Seeing that huge wall is equivalent to seeing the Giant Rock City. The road behind will be much easier," Qian Lai said with a relieved smile on his face, "Finally there is a warm mattress to sleep on, you can stay
Although my home is not big, the environment is definitely much better than that of a hotel!"
Also shocked by the scene in front of him, Xu Shun couldn't help but speak.
"How many tons of cement will this cost?"
Qian Lai said with a smile.
"Who knows, and it's not all made of cement. Maybe some garbage or discarded concrete blocks are mixed in. In short, it has some history. This giant wall is mainly to deal with the threats of alien species and 'waves', but there is a saying.
It’s been a long time since a wave threatened the walls of Stonehenge.”
Xu Shun: “Incredible!”
"It's really unbelievable, but I heard that this settlement is modeled after the ideal city... but the specifications are far different."
Having said this, Qian Lai paused for a moment while squinting his eyes and looking into the distance. There was a trace of longing in his eyes as he looked at the giant wall.
“I hope to visit Ideal City one day.”
Xu Shun: "...an ideal city?"
Qian Lai: "Well, our boss went there once and said that it was the closest place to pre-war society in the entire wasteland... Although I bet that he didn't know what pre-war society was like."
Xu Shun didn'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 had endless amounts of honey to eat, endless milk to drink, and clean water, and they could even drink a bottle and throw a bottle away.
And the cans, glass bottles and a series of treasures they picked up from the wasteland were all unwanted garbage in that era, and no one would even take a look at them.
On the contrary, those intimidating tall buildings are treasures that make them flock to them.
Everything about the Prosperity Era seems to be completely opposite to this era.
Fang Chang no longer cared about reading the subtitles. He put the earphones given to him by the manager on his ears and excitedly took a dozen photos of Boulder City.
Although this is outside the communication range and the photos cannot be sent back, it doesn't matter.
He can be stored in the VM's photo album first!
After all, this was an opportunity he bought with 250 silver coins, so he couldn't waste it.
After he goes back, he will have to take these photos and write an article about them!