Chapter 235: The Villagers' Problem

Outside the town, a huge drawbridge rises, revealing the hideous fortifications below, and on the bunker, four guards listen to the faint sound of music in their ears, staring at the snow-lit entrance to the town in front of them, illuminated by searchlights.

The muzzles and machine guns were aimed at the periphery.

In addition to the four officers on duty upstairs, there are six patrolmen below who are looking at every corner of the vicinity.

A team of ten people is standard, and at the entrance of the town, in addition to these ten officers on duty, there is also a regular team of fifty people, which is stationed 500 meters from the forward position, and once the war starts, it is necessary to go to the front line to support as soon as possible.

The camp's reinforced concrete office, which has the most advanced surveillance equipment at the moment, was procured from R City, including several drones.

One wall is full of monitors, and probes are installed from the highway entrance all the way to several major intersections in town.

Towards the end of the evening, for the sudden appearance of the small world of Lingqiu, the leaders of several departments made relevant introductions and mobilization to their respective members.

The propaganda team is going to do a show at the trading center in the town tonight, which happens to be an opportunity to publicize.

In addition to the duty and patrol officers, everyone gathered in the town, and since Chen Xiaoyuan joined the propaganda team, they began to think about making a documentary.

It is to shoot ordinary people, the life, work and the battle of the living dead after the end of the world, etc., are all realistic, without any beautification, and strive to be real.

Before the performance, the propaganda team first took the stage to talk about the floor area ratio of the current underground shelter, and when there was a lot of discussion in the audience, they appropriately threw out the olive branch of the small world of Lingqiu.

Li Ji did not use the name of Small World, and changed his statement when promoting: "Don't worry, our base leaders have already started to build in secret, another new high-level shelter, using the latest technology, has just been built, but this shelter is built with high specifications, and if you want to enter, you must be assessed, and those who pass the assessment will have tickets to enter." ”

Listen to the noisy voices below.

He waved his hand: "Don't worry, you will be separated from your family, as long as one person in the family passes the assessment, other relatives can have admission tickets, and everyone can come to our office workbench to get the form while watching the performance." ”

After saying this, he handed the microphone back to Feng Xiaoling, the host of the Propaganda Section.

After jumping off the platform, he was surrounded by people, and he quickly pointed to the temporary desk in the office not far away: "Over there, go to register first, the form is clearly written." ”

As for Li Ji's change of the small world into a new high-level shelter, it was also thought up by several members of the office after summing up.

One is the small world, which everyone can't understand;

The second is that the wealth is not leaked, rather than popularizing the knowledge of the small world, it is better to tell others more intuitively that it is a high-tech refuge.

In this way, all doubts can be prevaricated with ambiguous statements such as the highest technology, hidden technology, etc.

Feng Xiaoling, the host on stage, didn't say much, and announced the official start of the performance after a while.

With the sound of music, the theatrical performance belonging to the base began.

Joy spreads on the scene, and the music calms the anxiety and brings clarity to the heart.

The scene of the performance.

Several villagers from the big village gathered together, holding the form in their hands, and listening to the melodious singing in their ears while looking at the contents of the form.

The head of Feng Village and his daughter Feng Xiaoling were also at the scene, Feng Xiaoling turned out to be a broadcaster, and joined the propaganda department a few days ago and became the host.

Toyo sat on a chair with his grandson in his arms and watched the performance intently.

The daughter-in-law joined the office as a clerk and is assisting Li Ji in registering the list of applicants.

As for his son, he turned out to be a seed company, and he graduated from an agricultural university, and was assigned to the agriculture and animal husbandry department, responsible for the early seedling raising, and was Hua Chaoyang's subordinate.

He is now next to his daughter-in-law helping to hand out the forms.

Everything is on the right track, and his heart is not to mention how comfortable.

Recently, there has been less gossip in the village, and the days here are many times better than those under the fence in the south.

The most important thing is that everyone has something to do, and this courage is there, and there is confidence in the future, and this spirit is different.

He was listening energetically, and someone sat down: "Village Chief, look, my family is just me and Shuisheng, or you can say hello to Director Zhang, and we will move to a high-level shelter with you." ”

He turned his head and saw that he was talking about Da Zhuang, his son Shui Sheng is a good child, since he joined the escort team, no matter how hard he trains, he doesn't squeak, but it's just this father.

Not only does he like to take advantage, but he is small-minded, he fell out with Shui Sheng at the beginning, and he didn't let Shui Sheng join the escort team, so Shui Sheng wanted to declare that he would sever the father-son relationship with him, so he didn't continue to be a demon.

In order to avoid him, Shui Sheng has been stationed in the camp for a long time, and he doesn't go home on vacation, for fear of seeing him, an unobtrusive old man.

"I heard that the members of the escort team are preferred, and it must be no problem for your aquatic students to be selected, Da Zhuang, your son works hard, you are only in your 40s, and you are also looking for a job, I heard that there are extra points for dual employment."

The head of Feng Village felt that the base was already as kind to Omura, and he couldn't blindly ask for it without paying, and he had long regarded the base as his own business in his heart.

He has a sense of the overall situation, and at the moment he doesn't know how long this last day will last, and if the base is good, they can be good.

"What can I do, I will farm, old village chief, you don't have to worry, Director Zhang will take care of you! But you can't just take care of your own home, ignore us! Tan Dazhuang looked at the daughter-in-law and son of the village chief not far away, how easy their life was, but when they came to their own place, they could only go to be workers, and he was not convinced.

When Village Chief Feng heard this, his heart was really angry, and he only saw a few villagers standing next to Tan Dazhuang, and he also got closer to listen, looking at the expressions of several of them, he probably thought so in his heart.

"You also know that you can only farm, you will plant a wool field! When your daughter-in-law was alive, she also handled it a lot, and you were just an idle lazy! Are you still picking? You have a face to pick! Your baby is much better than you! Village Chief Feng was holding his grandson in his arms, and he couldn't spare his hands to beat Da Zhuang for a while, so he stood up anxiously.

The grandson saw that his grandfather was angry, and cried "wow".

Feng Junsheng heard his son crying, and hurriedly squeezed into the crowd to hug the child out.

The village chief Feng, who had his hand free, slapped it and beat Tan Da Zhuang out in pain.

The Zhuang family was strong, and as Tan Dazhuang ran out, several villagers who were mixed with him also dispersed.

Seeing that he couldn't catch up with them, under the persuasion of his daughter, the village chief finally calmed down some of his anger and sat back in his chair.

But I also began to wonder in my heart, this person, if you are full of food and don't worry about your livelihood, you will have bad thoughts, and you can't go on like this......

(End of chapter)