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295 road maintenance workers

Xi Mai is a farmer from Beiling. He used to farm 2 acres of land, which was later expanded to 5 acres.

However, he was still not satisfied. On the recommendation of an acquaintance, he sold his own land and came to Bunas alone.

Later, he signed a contract and came to Longdao alone. Here, he was no longer a farmer, but became a road maintenance worker.

Datang Group is engaged in infrastructure construction everywhere, and these infrastructures also require a large amount of labor to maintain and maintain them in order to play a real role.

On Long Island, maintaining roads and railways is a very arduous job, and sometimes it can be very lonely.

Road maintenance workers in Long Island cannot live in big cities. They have to live in "road maintenance workers' dormitories" built for them deep in the jungle.

These dormitories are very simple, basically a dilapidated wooden house, with very simple furnishings. The lighting still relies on gas lamps, and only the most primitive stoves and iron pots can be used for cooking.

Every two or three days, a delivery vehicle would pass by their dormitory, and no matter whether anyone was in the dormitory or not, the people on these delivery trucks would leave their food at the door and then turn around and leave.

If Simai and the others were in the dormitory, the delivery drivers would chat with them. If no one was in the room, the drivers would pile the supplies at the door and then leave.

Anyway, no one would come to steal these things in this forest. When Simai and the others came back in the evening, they would carry these packaged things back to their cabin.

The supplies included some local canned fruits, ham sausages mixed with starch and other leftovers, and bread sealed in cloth bags.

Of course, most of them are ordinary food, including grains such as flour and rice, as well as supplementary materials such as sugar and sea salt. There are also small gadgets such as matches, which embellish this simple jungle.

cabin between.

In addition, according to Datang Group's supply standards, there are also expired newspapers, some comic books and other reading materials promoting Datang Group.

Such a primitive life is not something that senior workers in Bunas can endure, so under normal circumstances, these road maintenance workers are recruited from remote rural areas outside, and their work is also very heavy.

Every morning, Simai gets up as required, puts on his equipment, and goes out to work with his two companions in the same dormitory.

His work equipment includes a K1 fast rifle, a set of individual equipment, a sharp machete, an engineer shovel and saw, as well as a mallet and a bucket.

When it was just dawn, the three of them went out together in a team, marched along the newly paved road, and inspected every section of the road that fell within their patrol scope.

He should carefully observe the road surface, repair possible cracks, check for collapses or landslides, and check for damage.

Similarly, they need to cut down the bushes that extend towards the road and uproot the plants that try to get close to the road. They also need to check the road signs to see if they have been knocked down by animals or have been hit by branches.

Such things as occlusion etc.

Every day, they sing long folk songs, walk on deserted roads, and try their best to eliminate the risk of traffic accidents.

Occasionally, a car full of supplies or people would speed past them, and the driver would occasionally greet them loudly.

But most of the time, the cars speeding past them would just honk their horns twice to greet them, and they would also take off their helmets and wave twice to greet the cars.

Frankly speaking, this is a very boring job, but it is also a very meaningful job.

Because if no one does such work, the forest will swallow up the built roads in a few days, everything will return to the primitive state, and all civilization will be wiped out by nature.

Moreover, for Simai, this is also a very comfortable and well-paid job.

Datang Group has always been very tolerant and preferential to immigrants who are willing to endure hardships. As long as they work on the island for 15 years, they can receive a house in Longdao. According to the house price reference in Bunas, this is definitely an exciting and generous treatment.

Already.

In addition, road maintenance workers like them were given an extra two silver coins as a subsidy every day, plus their normal salary income. Simai felt that he had nothing to complain about.

This is much more than what he can earn from farming, at least much better than his past income. What's more, Datang Group also allows one day off every month, which is a benefit that Simai never dared to think about before.

During his day off, he could get in the car and head to Longcheng to have some fun. Although those girls with tender skin and tender flesh were expensive, they were definitely worth it.

At least, for a man like him who has no family or even plans to have a wife, that kind of place is simply paradise.

On the empty mountainside, Simai's folk songs echoed again. He used his machete to chop off the branches on the roadside while enjoying his own world.

In this world, he does not need to communicate with unfamiliar people, nor does he need to entertain leaders. He only needs to complete the work he needs to complete, and then he can live a good life every day that belongs to him. This is a kind of happiness, a kind of happiness.

Quiet happiness.

Not everyone hopes to learn and be heard by the princes... There are also many people who just want to live in their own world in troubled times, not caring about worldly affairs and not seeking to be famous.

Perhaps Simei will not be as eye-catching as Strauss or Burton, but he has a greater probability of living out his own life honestly.

This is the happiness of little people, this is Simai’s... life creed.

Behind him, on the top of a mountain not far away, a magnificent castle has begun to take shape. It stands among the dense jungle. From a distance, only the towering top and pointed tower can be seen.

, a huge flying dragon flag.

Simai has lived here for almost three months. He passes by here every day and knows that the castle in the distance is a place called the Dragon's Den.

It is a huge and indestructible castle, built on a ridge. I heard that it was built by the owner of the island, that is, Mr. Tang's castle.

As an employee of Datang Group, Simai naturally knew Mr. Tang. He was in awe of this mysterious gentleman whom he had never seen before, because he knew that it was Mr. Tang who gave him this elegant and peaceful job.

Another car sped past Simai and the others, then a second, a third, a fourth and a fifth.

It was the first time Simai saw so many cars driving through the road he maintained, and it was also the first time he saw so many people sitting in cars.

He saw that the car was driven by security force soldiers wearing steel helmets, and his companions who were carrying weapons were sitting in the passenger seat.

This is the first time he has seen these trucks. They seem to be the latest models of trucks produced by Longcheng. They look smoother and more advanced than the improved trucks of the Model T.

The front of the truck has a square head and a long nose. On both sides of the nose are round headlights. The entire truck compartment and roof are made of wood. There is a Dragon of Datang Group on the door.

Emblem logo.

The back compartment of the truck had no roof, only supporting iron bars but no canvas covering. There were densely packed people in ragged clothes sitting inside, looking numbly at Simai and others who were avoiding the roadside.

These tired-looking people came from the eastern part of the Leyte Kingdom, which was an area that had just been conquered by the Leyte Kingdom. These people were slaves and farmers on the conquered land.

After losing their land, they were moved to Long Island, which needed them more, but they did not have such good luck as Simai.

They just work here. There is no subsidy or welfare and housing allocation. They are just human labor.

At the end of the carriage, soldiers from the security forces of the Datang Group sat with live ammunition. They wore gray-green long windbreakers, M35 helmets on their heads, and held K2 lever rifles specially equipped for detainees. Their expressions were expressionless.

It sways slightly as the car bumps.

Obviously, these people are all going to Weigang - the place where Haosen killed the patrol leader has now been built into a small town, and this town got a new name in advance: "Weiguang"

port".

This place also needs to be built into a port, and it needs to be built into a civilian port. According to Datang Group’s plan, this place will be built into a super-large civilian ship production, maintenance and supply base in the future.

Then, Longcheng and Weigang will be connected by railways and highways, and the oil field in the middle will be built into an industrial city with oil processing as its core. Tangmo even left Weigang a place to build a nuclear power plant.

According to the plan of Datang Group, or Tang Mo, the entire Longdao will become the densest industrial zone in the world in the future, and it will become the core technology research and development base of Datang Group.

With Dragon Island as the center, the power of Datang Group will radiate to all areas around the Endless Sea, and the Endless Sea will become the inner lake of Datang Group!

Unfortunately, all this is just a plan now. The dock in Weigang is still just a construction site, and Weigang is just a town full of prisoners, captives, and slaves.

Dragon City is more like a large construction site than a super city under construction.

However, none of this has much to do with Ximai. The expansion of Datang Group, or Tang Mo's hegemony, is far from him.

So, after most of the smoke and dust raised by the car dissipated, he opened his voice again and let his voice echo in the forest: "The mountain road is winding... there is no end... I have a hatchet..."


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