Osena did not become idle because of the end of the disaster.

On the contrary, she was busier.

In the process of arranging for the evacuation of the people from Fuxing City, due to the urgency of time, the whole incident inevitably appeared particularly chaotic in the storm.

But fortunately, the problem was finally solved.

Halfway through the evacuation operation, the wind and rain subsided and the sky cleared.

Although there was no new order from the governor at that time, Osena could see that the catastrophe that could destroy the entire revival city seemed to have passed.

Even though the houses that had been blown down by the storm were soaked in waterlogging caused by the torrential rains, everything looked extremely shabby. There are also many people who were electrocuted because of lightning strikes......

Overall, however, the number of casualties is still within an acceptable range.

At that time, she was already asking to assist her troops in a more orderly manner; And after receiving the Governor's order and the disaster was over, the evacuation of the city was directly stopped.

At this time, the focus of Osena's work has changed to emergency rescue and disaster relief.

The people who had already been organized, she didn't just let people go back. She took the stage with a loudspeaker and personally told the people about the whole process. The terrible cultists wanted to summon a storm to destroy the city, but this plot was thwarted by His Excellency the Wise Governor himself.

Now that the city has turned around, people who have not received food can continue to receive food at the food distribution points. Those who have obtained it must participate in the city's rescue and disaster relief operations under the arrangement of the troops.

As for the tens of thousands of people who had already gone to the evacuation point outside the city, Osena did not put them back into the city.

At the request of the Governor, they would preach and educate the more than 30,000 people and let them move to Weixing City.

This was originally an established population strategy.

There is no need for Fuxing City to maintain such a large population.

In the past, Fuxing City, not to mention the exploitation of the poor and displaced people in the outer city by the people in the inner city, it was already very difficult to feed so many people in terms of industrial structure. Fuxing City has a good light industry base, but it cannot absorb millions of employed people; The service industry is mainly for the inner city, in fact, the ordinary people in the inner city live quite tightly, so the rich are richer, but they don't need so many people to serve them.

To put it bluntly, the production capacity cannot feed so many people, and exploitation is really not the most important reason.

Fuxing City can't support it, Weixing City can!

There was a great shortage of people, and the expansion of production was hindered by the number of people.

In the original plan, Gu Hang planned to transfer a large number of people from Fuxing City to Weixing City to form a heavy industry base.

Now it's just right.

Those who left the city had their belongings destroyed by the flood, and they went out, and even the food for the road was ready. The march of the large army of people may be a little slow, but after two days on the road, you should be able to reach Weixing City.

Of course, it doesn't mean that they will actually hit the road like this.

It's not safe in the wasteland.

Battalion Commander Perbov has been ordered to lead his troops, in conjunction with the 3rd Battalion, as an escort, to bring the team back.

When the time comes, Patel, the person in charge of the Waste Cave Society, is afraid that he will be happy to close his mouth.

As for the rescue and disaster relief in this area outside Fuxing City, it is actually very crude and simple.

Originally, there was no planning at all in this area outside the city. When people come, find a place and build a shed to make a home. There are all kinds of materials for building sheds, all kinds of things; These houses have no fire and disaster prevention performance at all, and if they can not leak wind or rain, they are considered to be very well built.

I haven't considered what transportation is convenient or inconvenient, especially dense, and it would be good to leave a path for people to come out.

That is, the original inner city people really couldn't stand it - mainly because they couldn't let these mud legs block the way out of the city and into the city. They planned several avenues and strictly ordered them not to occupy them, so that the basic supplies were maintained.

This was also in Osena's plan. She will gradually clean up this outer city, build a more reasonable road network based on the main roads, and establish administrative districts in blocks and subdivisions according to the industrial structure.

And this storm and the flood that the storm brings, although it is a disaster, is ...... On the bright side, it didn't mean that he helped demolish the house.

Although the ruins of this place are in ruins, they have to clean them up with their own hands.

Then clean it up.

The so-called rescue and disaster relief is just that. Search the ruins one by one, save people first, and then empty an area, pile up garbage in one place, and build some simple and inhabitable houses first, even if you sleep in a large bunk first.

Immediately after that, the construction team will intervene synchronously, and in the cleared area, new houses will be built according to the plan.

After watching many people simply eat their stomachs, wade in the water, roll up their sleeves, and work in full swing, Osena had a long-lost smile on her face.

She liked this kind of energetic picture the most.

However, after laughing, she immediately turned back to her makeshift office.

Since it is necessary to make the rescue and disaster relief work into urban reconstruction by the way, the necessary planning must be done quickly.

This caught Osena off guard, as she thought she still had plenty of time to think about it. How to demolish, how to build, how to resettle and how to compensate for the civilians who have been demolished...... Now, there are many problems that don't need to be thought about, but there are also some new problems.

She's full of energy.

……

"What the hell!"

"They are the ones who say they want to evacuate, and they are the ones who say they want to come back!"

"I still have to move so many things, what ruins do you have to clean up, and I want to say what is there to clean? When the water is gone, won't all these things still be usable......"

"Boss Ricky, can you say that too?"

Listening to the complaints in his ear, Ricky probably felt the same way.

It's just that when others asked about him, he just waved his hand and said, "That's to talk less and do more." ”

"......Shh

Ricky Boss is still a little famous in this place. After all, he had brought hundreds of people through the wilderness and struggled to survive to Fuxing City. Then, with his good courage and ruthlessness, he created a small world so that his people could eat; At the same time, he relied on morality, rules, and reasoning, and did not bully people, but was willing to come out to uphold justice for others, thus establishing a lot of prestige, so that people in a large area respected him very much, and even the gangsters did not come to this side.

But he can do the most, and that's it.

And now, this neighborhood has been destroyed, people have scattered everywhere, and there are few people around it.

But Ricky didn't care, he just quietly picked up the scrap sheets on the ground and sent them to the cart next to him, and then repeated the action.

In his opinion, what is the use of saying so much and doing so much?

When did those above take them as human beings?

In fact, the new governor was already very good if he could put food and give him food. He is willing to toss and play, then let him toss, as long as he cares about the meal, he can toss as much as he wants.

Whoever feeds is the boss.

As for the storm that would destroy the city, what did you say was stopped by the Governor...... I didn't see it anyway, so whatever you say is what it is, can I still object to it?

Of course, it wasn't that he didn't believe it at all, after all, the wind and rain were indeed abnormal, and he also saw that from the eight points around the city, there was a red light falling, and there was a rumbling explosion, which seemed to be a fierce battle.

Later, the wind and rain did stop.

Maybe it was really the Governor who did it?

But this has nothing to do with a little shrimp like yourself.

Can I influence anything?

Nothing can be done.

Even if it is this kind of thing that will destroy a city and kill people, it makes no sense for a poor person like himself, even a poor person with a little prestige, to do anything. Even if the storm, thunder, and flood really killed him, he could only give it, otherwise what else could he do?

In contrast, all he could do was try to get himself a ration.

Even if you die, you have to eat before you die, right?

In his past wandering life, he really almost starved to death, and he had seen people who starved to death, and he felt that it was the most terrible way to die in this world.

However, when it came to eating, he felt that it was better for the governor to win.

After all, the governor still really gave a meal to eat.

As for working now? Those who have eaten enough and always have to do things should be.

Is there any place in this wasteland where you can eat for nothing?

Even when I was working, there was always a man in a black leather coat and a red hat, shouting around with a bullhorn, which was a bit annoying.

But he didn't dare to say half a word.

People bring guns, and they also bring soldiers. At their construction site, there are thousands of people working on the construction site, and there are nearly 100 soldiers guarding them. These soldiers are not just builders, but also under the leadership of the red hat, they are also doing things.

But you do what you do, don't always make a noise.

What do we say is cleaning up our own homes, and in the future we will build better houses here, which will be our own living in the future......

Hell, there's such a good thing in the wasteland? I've never heard of Ricky in most of my life.

But saying this, he couldn't help but have some yearning in his heart.

Can you really live in a sturdy house and live in a neat neighborhood?

Forget it, don't get too hopeful, you will be more disappointed when you get it.

As he continued to do the work in hand, the exhaustion and fatigue of his body gradually made him cranky and lose his skills.

But it was also at this time that the sound of gongs and drums sounded.

It's time for dinner.

He looked up, only to realize that it was already a little dark, and it was almost time to call it a day.

followed the flow of people, went to the place to eat, and received his share.

It's not delicious, it's just a hard piece of bread.

But Ricky was still pleased. Whether something is delicious or not is never in his consideration. He only knew that this piece of dough that was too hard to be hard was very firm, and it was very full until he ate it.

Not to mention, it is also paired with a bowl of thick soup and soaked in the dough, which is already a great delicacy.

After a tiring day, he was hooked up by this meal, and his stomach screamed angrily.

With his food, he couldn't wait to walk away and go to the side to enjoy it, but he was stopped by someone.

"And I didn't take this."

"Huh?" When I turned my head, I saw a pair of gloves.

"The supplies that have just been deployed can be used tomorrow. Be careful not to cut your hands. The girl in charge of distributing food and gloves said.

Ricky hesitantly took the gloves, and couldn't help but look left and right, and found that almost everyone had a pair.

He kind of wanted to retract his thoughts.

The food and gloves in his hands seemed to tell him that the new adults seemed to be willing to treat them as human beings.

Otherwise, just to work, just eat a mouthful of food, and wonder if you will scratch your hands and give gloves?

Retracting his thoughts, he nodded slightly, took food and gloves, and left.

After eating and drinking, he lay down on the Chase bunk, ready to sleep.

It was a little noisy in my ears, it was the construction team building the house overnight. The materials used were the tattered materials they had collected before, and they had built a simple board house.

Actually, some of them have already been built today. According to the red hat, this is to build temporary housing for them, and when the time comes, they can all live in and settle in first, and when more houses are built in the future, they will be allocated houses according to their contributions.

In the second half of the sentence, Ricky still doesn't quite believe it, but there is no doubt about the first half of the sentence. Although he didn't live in it himself, it was because there were still few simple board houses and Datong shops that he picked up now, and they were not enough, so he could only settle some people in it, and he would be close to the old and young and women first.

The place where he sleeps now is in the open air, just take a pile of waste wood pads and pile them up dozens of centimeters high, and try to surround some sheds around him to avoid sleeping directly on the ground where there are still water traces, and then cover the wind.

But tomorrow, when more houses are built, he should be able to sleep in them, not like he did today.

Although the conditions are difficult, in fact, everyone can bear this kind of suffering, nothing.

He lay down, ready to go to bed, for there was still a lot of work to be done tomorrow.

And just then, he heard a horn shouting outside.

"Ricky! Richie! Who is Ricky? Who knows Ricky? ”

He sat up, grim face.

He didn't know what was going on, but with the wastelander's instinct, anything that happened was assumed to be bad.

He was already thinking about how to hide his name and how to sneak away.

However, others did not give him this opportunity.

Being famous doesn't have to be bad, and he was quickly recognized. More than one person outside was saying that Ricky was here.

He could only walk out helplessly, staring at the guys who exposed themselves a few times.

A young man was glared at and said rather sarcastically: "Boss Ricky, these people don't seem to have a bad thing to look for you, otherwise I wouldn't have told them, I'm not betraying you!" ”

"Come on, you!"

After scolding, he could only helplessly follow the red hat holding the horn in front of him.

He got in the car—for the first time in his life—and came to a place that was no different from their makeshift quarters.

It's just that it's still lit up at night, and many people come in and out, which seems very busy.

He waited for a while, and someone brought him in to a girl in a blue shirt.

She didn't notice anyone coming, and was still buried in the case; Her shoulders were rather thin, as if they would fall when the wind blew; Her face also looked haggard, as if she had been tired for a long time.

But this person, Ricky is familiar.

He was a little incredulous: "Ao...... Osena? ”

Hearing his voice, the girl who was working with her head down raised her head and showed a smile of surprise:

"Uncle Ricky? Finally found you! You okay? ”

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The two chapters are combined

(End of chapter)