Zhang Rufeng took a loudspeaker and shouted to the lumberjacks who were taking a rest:
"Let's start working. Get up, everyone, get to work quickly."
The people who were lying or sitting on the grass quickly got up and started cutting down trees with chainsaws in twos and threes.
Their division of labor is very detailed: those who specialize in cutting down trees with chainsaws,
For fallen trees, there are special people who chop off the branches, and there are also people who specialize in sawing a whole big tree into several sections, and people who move it...
.........
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The sound of the chainsaw sounded again.
Although there are few people here, there are mountains and forests everywhere.
But the loud noise of the chainsaw still attracted some zombies.
Guitou, who was on guard with the patrol team around, held a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth and kept fanning his head with his hands.
The weather is too hot.
Those of them who go out have to wear protective clothing. Although the protective clothing is not as thick as the explosion-proof clothing, the high temperature of 40 degrees during the day covers the whole body and makes a person extremely hot.
Guitou pulled on his clothes, thinking that there were no zombies anyway, so he might as well take them off to feel cooler.
What’s more, I wasn’t bitten by a zombie, but instead suffered from heat stroke.
swish swish——
Suddenly, there was a movement under the mountain col.
Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen zombies emerged from the dense forest.
"Brother Gui, there are zombies! The zombies are coming!" A short young man pointed forward and said in horror.
The ghost head dropped the dog's tail grass from his mouth and glared at the short young man.
"What a panic! There are only a dozen zombies and I'm scared to death! Go ahead!"
As he spoke, he hung the gun on his back and took out a long knife from his waist.
Rush towards the zombies.
During the day, wall-climbing zombies will not come out.
The chance of encountering mutant zombies is also low, so the zombies in front of you are just ordinary zombies.
You don't need bullets to kill ordinary zombies, just kill them with cold weapons.
Phew!
The ghost head raised his sword and killed the zombie at the front with one blow.
The seven or eight team members behind also rushed over to help.
It's the sixth year of the apocalypse, and who doesn't have a few zombie lives on hand?
In the daytime sunlight, ordinary zombies move very slowly. For an ordinary person who has experienced the apocalypse in the past few years, as long as he has a weapon in his hand, it is very simple to fight one against two.
It took the nine of them less than five minutes to kill the fourteen zombies here.
There were no casualties.
Guitou played a beautiful knife trick, stepped on the corpse of the zombie, and used the corpse of the zombie to wipe off the red and black dirt on his knife.
After all, he was the most capable person in Sanshan Village back then. Killing a few ordinary zombies was as easy as killing a chicken.
"Beidou, don't make such a fuss next time, it's just a few little zombies, what are you afraid of!" Guitou looked at the short young man who was the first to find the zombies and scolded him.
Several team members nearby also laughed at him.
"Yes, none of us here have ever killed zombies before. I'm not bragging. If there are twice as many zombies, we will still kill them."
"Little Beidou, don't panic, brothers will take care of you, hahaha."
The short young man showed embarrassment on his face and was about to speak when suddenly his eyes froze.
He reached out and pointed behind Guitou, his expression extremely frightened.
"Zombies... zombies!"
The ghost head raised his brows, slowly turned his head, and continued his education:
"Beidou, I told you not to panic when you encounter zombies. Zombies are not that scary."
"Agility zombie!" Beidou shouted in one breath.
Before the ghost head turned his head, he felt the hair on his back stand up.
He quickly fell aside, but it was still too late.
Crack!
An agile zombie grabbed onto Guitou's back, its sharp claws rubbing against the protective suit, making a stinging sound.
The moment Guitou fell to the ground, he turned his head and saw the agile zombie's mouth opening and biting his face.
The mouth of a zombie smells very bad. It smells like the smell of years of sewer mixed with rotten eggs, stinky feet and years of feces.
The smell of various stench mixed with fermentation made Gui Tou almost be taken away after smelling it.
The sharp teeth were about to bite him.
He hurriedly blocked it with his elbow, click!
The agile zombie bit him on the elbow, and he hurriedly kicked the zombie with his feet.
But the zombie was biting the protective suit on his elbow and refused to let go.
Bang!
A gunshot!
This agile zombie was shot in the head, instantly lost its strength and fell into Guitou's arms.
The ghost head pushed the zombie away hard, but the zombie's teeth bit into the protective suit too deeply, so he shook it hard twice before shaking it away.
The ghost head's face was stained with the red and white stuff of the zombie's head, and his eyes were filled with fear.
It wasn't until two seconds later that he was helped up in a daze.
Then he took off his protective clothing.
Only then did Guitou react and quickly shouted to the surrounding team members:
"Check for me, are there any wounds?"
I took off my protective clothing and my short-sleeved shirt.
A tall team member looked at his arm carefully and frowned.
"I can't see clearly. Brother Gui, why are your arms so dark?"
When Guitou saw him frowning, his heart almost jumped out of his chest, and he quickly looked at his elbow.
After discovering that he had not been bitten, he breathed a sigh of relief and cursed:
"Fuck you, is this the time to joke?"
Then he quickly asked:
"Where's my back?"
The tall man chuckled and said, "It's okay. What can you catch with those claws? It's okay."
Only then did Gui Tou feel relieved. He looked at the agile zombie on the ground and remembered that luckily someone had fired a gun just now, otherwise he would have been doomed.
"Who shot just now?"
Everyone looked at the short young man Beidou.
Beidou said with some embarrassment: "The situation is urgent, I will..."
The ghost head is shirtless, with dark muscles all over his body. Sweat is on his skin, and the light refracts when the sun shines on it.
He walked up to the short young man and hugged the short man.
"Beidou, luckily you shot me, otherwise I would be dead! Thank you brother!"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Beidou was stunned and said coyly: "Brother Gui..."
Guitou let go of Beidou, patted Beidou on the shoulder and said to everyone:
"Damn it, you are not allowed to make fun of Beidou from now on. Beidou is called cautious. His shooting skills are really accurate. You all should learn from Beidou!"
"Yes." The other team members nodded.
Guitou picked up the protective clothing thrown on the ground and looked at it carefully.
There were several scratches on the back of the protective suit, which were made by the claws of the agile zombie.
At the elbow, the first layer has been bitten through, and several small holes have appeared, but the two inner layers are still strong.
Guitou secretly sighed in his heart: If he hadn't been wearing this protective suit, he probably would have had to explain himself here today.
Just now he almost wanted to take off this protective suit because of the hot weather.
If he had really just taken off his protective clothing, he would have been bitten on the elbow and would have died.
"From now on, you all must remember that when you go out to perform tasks, you must wear protective clothing. If I didn't wear protective clothing just now, you all would have seen it!"
The tall man nodded and said, "I understand. Fortunately, we were given protective clothing."
Guitou looked at this agile zombie and frowned, "Take care of this zombie."
After saying that, he walked to the side and used the intercom to contact Zhang Rufeng to report the situation here.
Generally speaking, if you encounter mutant zombies when you go out on a mission, you must report it.
Because of the large number of mutant zombies, there may be some hidden dangers.
In addition, if Guitou was bitten just now, he must report it. When he returns to Oil City later, he must undergo a detailed and comprehensive inspection before he can enter.
...
After Zhang Rufeng received the news from Guitou, he hurried over.
I checked Guitou's back and elbows and felt relieved when I found there were no problems.
Among the Eighth Militia Brigade he led, the one he trusted most was Guitou.
Although in the past when he was at Sanshan Village, Guitou often went against him because of Youamu.
But Guitou is like this, he never plays dirty tricks, but after he recognizes you, he has always been loyal.
Time passes.
In a blink of an eye, it was five o'clock in the afternoon.
Zhang Rufeng ordered all the sawed wood to be loaded onto the truck and all the lumberjacks to get on the truck.
Then he drove towards the direction of Oil City.
On the way back, A Diao, who was driving a vehicle, passed by the mountainous road above Nanwan Lake.
He glanced at Nanwan Lake below and said, "Captain, today went quite smoothly. There are probably a lot of zombies in Nanwan Lake, but none of them came out to cause damage."
Zhang Rufeng put his hands on the back of his head, "It's two mountains away, so the sound can't reach here, and the weather is hot. But that's okay, I just want to complete the task safely."
He touched the beard on his chin and recalled his deceased wife and the child who had not yet been born.
In the blink of an eye, nearly two years have passed.
The convoy returned to Wengcheng outside the trading market.
Since they were attacked by zombies, all members were carefully inspected when they entered.
Especially Guitou, he went to a small room in Wengcheng and stripped naked for inspection, and stayed there for ten minutes before going out.
The motorcade drove into the West District Industrial Park.
In the western industrial zone of the trading market, a large amount of wood is stored in the open space.
There are more than twenty wooden hills nearly seven or eight meters high.
Sawdust was flying everywhere. When Zhang Rufeng entered the wood products factory in the industrial park, the sound of electric saws and cutting inside had not stopped yet.
Bang!
Zhang Rufeng got off the car and immediately saw Zhang Wenzhong, who was responsible for making this furniture.
"Lao Zhang, are you still busy here?"
Zhang Wenzhong turned around and saw Zhang Rufeng, holding a ruler in his right hand and patting the palm of his left hand.
"We are so busy and we are short of carpenters. We recruited a total of 38 people today, which is not enough."
"When you are working on wood, try to cut straight trees. Don't cut crooked trees. It will be troublesome to deal with later."
Zhang Rufeng complained: "Isn't the fir tree straight enough? Think about it, is it reasonable for you to say this?"
Just as Zhang Wenzhong was about to speak, a bell suddenly rang throughout the trading market.
Ding ding ding——
This means that the construction work of the trading bazaar is under way, and the gate of Wengcheng will be closed in fifteen minutes.
The wood products factory here will also be closed down.
Zhang Wenzhong hurried to the factory building built with a steel frame structure and shouted to the carpenters who had just been recruited today: "It's time to finish work. Come over and line up to open it and collect points."
The master carpenter stopped what he was doing, clapped his hands, and went to line up.
Looking at the hundreds of beds stacked there, Zhang Wenzhong felt that the progress was still too slow.
These beds are all bunk beds, and they have the simplest structure.
Nearly forty master carpenters work together on the assembly line and can build hundreds of beds in one day, which is already very fast.
But compared to the demand of the trading market, it is still slow to build hundreds of beds in one day.
The trading market now has a population of tens of thousands, and the number of beds required, even if they are bunk beds, would be nearly 20,000 to 30,000.
"Come tomorrow at eight o'clock in the morning. Don't be late. 0.1 points will be deducted for being late!" Zhang Wenzhong said to the carpenters lining up in front of him.
The computer is connected to the point punching machine. After everyone reports their name, 0.8 points are added to the original points, and then a small note is printed out for them.
Sui Deguang looked at the small piece of paper in his hand, which showed 3.8 points remaining, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up.
You’ll get more points if you work as a carpenter!
Unexpectedly, there were 0.8 points!
This is even higher than working on a construction site. Small jobs on a construction site only earn 0.4 points, and wall builders only earn 0.6 points.
But being a carpenter is actually higher than them all.
The setting sun is setting in the west, and the setting sun is like blood.
Old man Sui was carrying a leftover tortilla from today's distribution in his arms. They were working as carpenters and were given out two tortillas for free every day.
I was in a happy mood and looked at the sunset, as if today's sunset was better than usual.
He is sixty-five years old. Fortunately, he is still strong and able to work.
But my waist always hurts, especially when it rains, my waist and knees hurt terribly.
If his son hadn't exchanged four points for two painkillers, he probably wouldn't have been able to endure it.
But at least I got through it.
Now my son is sawing wood outside and he is working as a carpenter here. The two of them are earning points. The speed at which points are accumulated is so fast.
The grandson is only 13 years old. He is said to be 13 years old, but due to chronic malnutrition, he looks about the same size as an eight or nine-year-old child.
In the past, he and his grandson had to be raised by his son alone. At that time, he only ate half a tortilla a day.
Now, he has also started to earn points!
Although my waist still hurts after a busy day, my days are gradually becoming more fulfilling.
When he thought of this, Old Sui's face was filled with smiles.
East End residential area.
Building 15, second floor, room 2019.
There are seven people living in this room, Sui Dahua's family, Xu Qingwen's family, and another young man in his twenties.
When old man Sui came back, Sui Dahua and the others had already come back.
"dad!"
"grandfather."
A skinny little boy walked over and helped old Sui in.
Sitting on a wooden bench they made themselves, Old Man Sui smiled and took out the tortilla in his arms and handed it to his grandson. "Abing, this whole tortilla is yours."
Sui Dahua frowned and said, "Dad, you don't have to worry about it. I went out to cut trees today and gave out three corn cakes. I gave them to A Bing. You need to eat something yourself."
"I ate. One piece is enough for me. I'm old and can't eat that much." Sui Deguang smiled and continued:
"Guess how many points you can earn as a carpenter in one day?"
Sui Dahua looked at his old father, "0.4?"
Sui Deguang shook his head and smiled without saying a word.
"0.5?"
"No second guessing."
"0.6??!"
This is even higher than his logging!
"0.8, plus two free tortillas every day!" Sui Deguang said with some pride.
Sui Dahua's face was excited, so much!
I can earn 0.5 points a day, and my father can earn 0.8 points a day. I and my father have free tortillas to eat, and there are still two left for my son.
This is equivalent to saving 1.3 points in one day.
However, he thought about it carefully and realized that no, he couldn't let his father only eat one tortilla every day.
If you don't have to work to eat one tortilla a day, it's no problem, it won't consume much.
But now I have to work all day long, and just one tortilla is not enough.
I still have to buy another tortilla for my son to eat every day. I give out three tortillas a day and only eat two tortillas, which is about the same, leaving one for my son to eat.
That's the equivalent of two tacos for each of them every day,
You can also save 1.05 points a day.
He had never dared to imagine such a good life before.
Xu Qingwen, who was sitting next to him, smiled and congratulated:
"Hahaha, I didn't expect that among us, Uncle Sui, you are the one who earns the most points."
Sui Deguang waved his hand and said: "I can't compare to you young people. We just need carpenters. I don't know how long I can work. I guess... I won't be able to work for too long."
Xu Qingwen also calculated for his own family. He and his wife were able to save 0.9 points every day.
Not bad at all.
"The days are slowly starting to get better!"
Sui Dahua was overwhelmed by the burden before. Now his father was able to earn points and take over half of his burden at once.
Hearing Xu Qingwen's words, I felt deeply in my heart.
