Chapter 1697 Emma smells so good, green level three personnel number plate!
Oil City.
Above.
The two helicopters flew around and continued to lower their altitude.
Zheng Shiwu in the helicopter was lying on the window of the helicopter, looking at the buffer city wall construction site.
When they left, the buffer city was empty, but now the walls are rising from the ground and forming a siege around the trading market.
I couldn't help but sigh at the high efficiency of the construction of Oil City.
Buzz buzz——
Just as he was thinking for a moment, the helicopter descended to a height of only twenty meters.
The tall oil city walls block what's going on outside.
This was his first time entering Oil City, and the layout of Oil City could be seen clearly from the air.
What shocked him was that there were so many anti-aircraft guns deployed in the Oil City, and there were so many people inside.
In addition, he also saw that there were tanks and missile vehicles in the Oil City, more than one.
The helicopter landed on the helipad.
The judge looked at Black Hand and Zheng Shiwu in the helicopter and waved to them.
"Let's go, I'll take you to see Minister Li."
Zheng Shiwu and Zheng Shiwu looked at each other with excitement in their eyes.
Minister Li is the most powerful person in the oil city now.
The two of them headed to the northwest on a mission. For more than two months, they felt as if they were in another world.
"Okay." Zheng Shiwu nodded and followed the judge towards the exit of the helicopter.
After getting off the helicopter, a group of combat personnel wearing black combat uniforms and armed with real weapons lined up and passed by.
Black Hand watched them pass by and walked towards the oil city wall.
"Let's go, stop looking." Zheng Shiwu touched him with his shoulder and reminded him.
"Oh." Black Hand came back to his senses, quickly turned around and followed the judge.
But on the road, Black Hand was still looking here and there, looking around curiously.
The people they stayed in the trading market had never seen what Oil City looked like.
So in their eyes, Oil City is very mysterious.
I finally had the opportunity to come in today, so I was naturally curious.
soon.
The two of them carried various things in large and small bags and followed the judge to the third uncle's office.
Uncle San's office is open all year round and usually never closes.
When the judge and others walked to the door, the third uncle had already heard the footsteps outside and stood up, walking around from behind the table to the front.
"Captain." The judge stood at the door and saw the third uncle.
"Come in, come in." The third uncle saw the judge and the black hand behind him, Zheng Shiwu, and smiled and waved to them.
The judge leaned forward and walked in, followed quickly by Black Hand and Zheng Shiwu.
I saw Zheng Shiwu and Zheng Shiwu carrying things in large and small bags, covered in dust.
Third uncle said:
"You're all lucky, put down your backpacks."
Hearing this, Zheng Shiwu put down the package he was carrying, squatted down, and took out a box from the package.
When he opened it in front of his third uncle, there were documents and information they had recorded about the northwest base.
There is also a camera inside, and the memory card is neatly placed in the mezzanine.
"Minister Li, these are the videos and pictures we collected while investigating the northwest base during this period, as well as some written records we made, they are all here."
"In addition, based on our observations during this period, we found..."
Before he could finish speaking, the third uncle raised his hand and said:
"Okay, let's do it this way. It's really hard for you guys because of the long journey. Let's go take a shower and rest for the night. Then we'll come back and report back tomorrow morning."
The third uncle saw that they were in extremely tired condition.
The two men at Black Hand have changed a lot during this time. Their beards are unkempt, their hair is brittle, their faces are dusty, and their eyes are downcast and lifeless, as if they are about to fall asleep in the next second.
Just imagine, traveling more than 2,000 kilometers and going deep into the enemy camp in the northwest, sleeping in the open for more than two months, during which both the body and mind were under great pressure.
When conducting reconnaissance around the northwest base, we have to risk being discovered at any time, and we live in constant anxiety every day.
This kind of task cannot be completed by ordinary people.
Although I haven't looked at the information collected by the two of them yet, in the past two months, both of them have contributed a lot of information about the northwest.
Because they didn't know whether Northwest would come to attack, the two of them played a big role. They could see the status of Northwest's team there at any time.
Moreover, it also allowed Oil City to have a good understanding of the situation in the northwest base, buying valuable time for the development of Oil City.
After the third uncle finished speaking, he walked to the door and shouted to Zhong Chuchu who was passing by.
"Chuchu, come here for a moment."
Zhong Chuchu heard her third uncle calling him and hurried over.
"Minister, you call me."
The third uncle pointed at Zheng Shiwu and Black Hand behind him and said:
"Arrange for them A-level housing in the trading market and change the number plates of third-level personnel. Get them some food and take them down to rest."
Zhong Chuchu looked at the two people behind him, nodded and said: "Okay, Minister."
Zheng Shiwu held the box and handed it to the judge.
"Minister Li, I'll give you these information first."
"Okay, you go down and rest first. Someone will come to pick you up early tomorrow morning," said the third uncle.
"Okay, thank you, Minister."
"Thank you, Minister Li."
The two men with black hands picked up the remaining luggage again and followed Zhong Chuchu outside.
Later.
Zhong Chuchu saw that they also brought guns, so she took them to hand over the firearms and ammunition they carried, and registered and sealed them.
Gun management in Oil City is relatively loose, but off-duty personnel must always hand in their guns to the gun management office.
The same is true in the trading market. Patrol members work in three shifts and must hand in their firearms when they get off work.
As for the survivors entering the trading market, they have no right to carry guns at all.
Before they enter the trading bazaar, they must hand over all weapons, whether they are hot weapons or cold weapons.
Zhong Chuchu drove them to the administrative building of the trading market.
Before getting off the car, he said to the two of them:
"Now I'll change your number plates. Come down together."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Okay, thank you." Zheng Shiwu nodded.
The two of them followed Zhong Chuchu out of the car without taking their bedding or luggage.
If anyone in the trading market is promoted, they must come to the administration building to change their number plate and report.
Subsequent receipt of relevant levels of benefits must go through such a number plate.
After entering the administrative building, Lao Huang happened to walk out with a stack of documents.
She saw Zhong Chuchu head-on, and at the same time she saw Zheng Shiwu behind her.
"Hey, you two are back."
Zheng Shiwu naturally knew Lao Huang. As the internal affairs manager of the trading bazaar, Lao Huang came forward to issue most of the new orders in the trading bazaar.
Most of the survivors in the trading bazaar knew him.
"Director Huang."
"Director Huang."
"Yes." Lao Huang nodded towards the two of them, looked at Zhong Chuchu and asked:
"Where are you going with the two of them now?"
"Go through the promotion procedures." Zhong Chuchu replied.
"oh?"
Lao Huang raised his eyebrows, "How about I do it?"
Lao Huang is responsible for the internal management of the trading market, which naturally includes handling promotion procedures.
Zhong Chuchu is mainly responsible for the internal management of the oil city, and the two of them divide the work inside and outside.
Zhong Chuchu hesitated for a moment and then said: "Forget it, the minister asked me to take them there, I'd better go by myself."
"Okay." After hearing that the minister asked her to do it, Lao Huang didn't say anything else.
"Supervisor Zhong, you are busy. I'm going to the vehicle management office. There's something wrong there."
"good."
The two staggered and separated.
Zhong Chuchu came to the administrative center and took away the number plates that originally represented level five personnel from the two people. The two white number plates looked dirty. They must have been carrying them with them for a long time and had been rubbed many times.
The dish was covered in pulp.
Under Zhong Chuchu's urging, the staff quickly processed new number plates for them.
The black hand is holding a green number plate and the corners of his mouth are raised.
This is a symbol of their status.
From the original fifth-level personnel, he suddenly crossed two levels and became a third-level personnel.
Rocket-like speed.
Touching the green number plate in his hand, the texture is different from the previous number plates for level five personnel.
It is heavier and made of better materials.
"Let's go, I'll take you to the housing management office and arrange housing for you." Zhong Chuchu said to the two of them.
"Okay, thank you."
Ten minutes later.
Zhong Chuchu took them to the Class A housing area of the trading market.
Class A housing is also divided into two types.
These two types of Class A housing are separated on both sides by barbed wire.
One is housing specially provided for Level 3 personnel, and the other is for Level 4 personnel.
However, Level 4 personnel need to pay a high rent to live in Level A housing.
But third-level personnel live in Area A without spending a penny, and water and electricity are free.
With their green number plates, they were assigned a 6-person room in the housing management office.
However, no one else has settled in this room yet.
There are currently only two of them in the six-person room, which is actually almost the same as a double room.
Area A, Building 11, 201.
Zhong Chuchu opened the door and said to the two of them:
"Someone will bring the daily belongings and food for the third-level personnel later. You can tidy up first and take a bath. The bathing place is on the first floor."
"If you have any other questions, tell me now."
Zheng Shiwu shook his head and said, "No, thank you."
"It's okay, this is the minister's arrangement." Zhong Chuchu looked at Black Hand again.
Black Hand quickly waved his hand and said, "I'm fine too."
Zhong Chuchu nodded, turned and left.
After she left, Black Hand quickly closed the door.
"Old Zheng! Look at this room. It's just the two of us. It's so spacious!"
The black hand walked around the house and even leaned on the window to look up and down.
"This house is really nice."
Zheng Shiwu packed his luggage without saying a word, spread out the bedding, and lay down on the bed.
"Old Zheng, what are you doing? Are you going to lie down now? Let's take a shower together." Black Hand seemed to have all the strength in his body, jumping up and down in the room.
If Six Fingers of the Ax Gang saw this side of Black Hand, they would definitely not believe it.
Is this still the cold-faced gangster who seems to keep strangers away?
It's completely like two people.
However, for a person like Black Hand, he has a relatively high spirit.
He will show his true self only in front of someone he knows well and is better than him.
And in front of a group of people who are not as powerful as himself, he will maintain his arrogance and style as a master.
Zheng Shiwu looked at Black Hand helplessly, "Black Hand, can't you calm down? You haven't slept well these past few days. You are so energetic!"
"No, aren't you excited? We are now level three personnel!"
At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.
This was followed by a knock on the door.
Tuk Tuk——
Blackhand ran over quickly and opened the door with a creak.
I saw a manager of the internal affairs office of the trading market, holding a pile of daily necessities in his hands.
"Zheng Shiwu, are you the mastermind?" the manager looked at the two of them and asked.
"Yes." Black Hand nodded quickly.
The manager brought the things in and placed them on the table in the middle.
"These are your daily items. You click them and sign them here."
Zheng Shiwu stood up and took the piece of paper from the management staff.
After the count was completed, Zheng Shiwu said to the manager:
"Yes, all of these are available."
"Sign here." The manager pointed to the empty line below.
All the above tables are ticked √.
Swish--
Zheng Shiwu Long Feifengwu signed his name, and the black hand signed his name without even looking at it.
Zheng Shiwu has done the counting, and he doesn't need to do it again.
"Okay, the stuff has been delivered, I'm leaving." The manager looked at their signatures and left with the two pieces of paper.
Black Hand rummaged through the pile of items and praised:
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "The welfare benefits of these third-level personnel are very good. They also provide daily necessities and even razors. It's really good...
....Tsk, this quilt is pretty good and soft."
Zheng Shiwu glanced at him and threw the toothpaste, toothbrush, towel, and soap into the basin.
Looking at Black Hand, "Didn't you say you were going to take a shower? Let's go!"
Hearing this, Black Hand smiled and said, "Let's go, don't pick up the soap."
"roll."
The two of them hadn't taken a shower for more than two months and their bodies stunk.
Two people in the bathroom were taking a shower in steaming hot water.
Rub the tangled hair with soap again and again.
"It's a pity that I didn't give you scissors, otherwise I could have cut my hair shorter." Blackhand said with emotion as he combed his hair back.
Rub rub rub——
Zheng Shiwu shaved off his beard bit by bit. He hadn't shaved for more than two months, and his beard was now four to five centimeters long.
The bath water on the ground was black and yellow, and flowed into the sewer.
The two of them took a hot shower and felt as if they had lost several pounds and felt refreshed.
Since it was two o'clock in the afternoon, there were relatively few people in the residence at this time.
Black Hand hummed a little tune and walked back to his residence with relaxed steps.
As soon as I walked in, I saw lunch boxes of food placed on the table.
Six cornmeal buns, two hot dishes, one meat and one vegetarian.
This is from the cafeteria.
Sent here specifically for them.
After all, if you complete such an important task, you will naturally receive better treatment.
"Hey! The efficiency is quite high." Black Hand walked over, picked up a corn bun, and took a big bite.
"Damn, I finally had a hot bite."
The two of them sat on the bed with wet hair and big thorns, destroying the food in front of them like wind and clouds.
After eating and drinking, the two of them felt sleepy.
They made the bed, lay on the warm bed, and fell asleep.
This is in a trading market, not like outside.
It was very precarious outside, and wall-climbing zombies might appear anytime, anywhere, so they didn't dare to sleep too hard.
There is always a tight string in my heart.
But returning to the trading market means that it is completely safe.
The two of them can also relax and have a peaceful sleep.
The purring sounded and echoed in the room.
Two o'clock in the afternoon.
The sky outside the window was gray and dark, and the windows creaked and shook.
The wind shook and the door was closed.
The two fell asleep peacefully.
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(I’m very ashamed. I had acute gastroenteritis yesterday. I had diarrhea all day long. I couldn’t hold it any longer, so I just updated it. Please forgive me.
I had my fluid pumped, but I am still having diarrhea today, but my condition is a little better, but I still have some diarrhea, and I am so weak that I can only do one update.
Anyway, even if the sky falls, I will have to give more tomorrow! I can’t let the big guys look down on me, little leek!)