The next day, the people got up early.

Wang Gong of the survey team led people to measure the elevation according to Yan Jiecheng's instructions.

Yan Jiecheng was calculating the amount of earthwork, and Lao Xie was drawing a topography map.

Everyone is doing the job at hand in an orderly manner.

Even the Yang branch secretary was feeding the mules.

The two soldiers naturally followed Yan Jiecheng closely, and the members of Wang Gong's survey team were all engineers after all, and they had their own means of self-defense.

Although Yan Jiecheng had a good hand, the soldiers' task was to protect them, and what happened last night scared them a lot.

Yan Jiecheng himself was also extremely cautious, and now he was always with his gun, and he had two spare magazines and twenty rounds of ammunition on his body at any time.

After all, eating a trench grows wisdom.

Don't mention these trivial matters, just say that Yan Jiecheng chose the direction of the route, and they all tried to choose the Sichuan Road or the plateau.

It's usually next to the main road.

Some people say well, the more people walk, the more they will have a way in this world.

According to Yang Zhishu, people are lazy and take shortcuts when they walk.

So following the crowd is sometimes a science.

It's just that there are places where earthwork is needed, or bridges are built.

A very important part of their work is to find the most economical and best line subgrade.

It's troublesome.

It is necessary not only to meet the requirements of the railway subgrade, but also to avoid affecting the villages and farmland to the greatest extent, and to make the construction simple and cheap.

The place they surveyed today was a cliff.

There was originally a road here, but it turned out that it was a long way to get to the cliff.

The villagers can spare it, but the train can't get around it.

Therefore, Yan Jiecheng and Lao Xie felt that a bridge should be built here.

Because there is a small river under this cliff, the embankment on both sides of the river, or the riverbed, is uneven and clearly visible.

Due to severe soil erosion, the riverbed is getting lower and lower every year.

So the old riverbed becomes a new embankment.

In this case, there is no way to solve the problem by earthwork, only to repair the bridge.

After surveying this place, everyone made a detailed survey of several other places.

Three days passed in a flash.

Everyone also packed their luggage and set off back to Yangzhuang camp.

Back at the camp, the command had already arranged for someone to build a semi-permanent camp, and even the phone line was pulled.

It didn't take much effort, and everyone in the camp knew about Yan Jiecheng's deeds of fighting wolves with his bare hands.

Plus the two skinned wolves they brought back.

There is no room for questioning at all.

Minister Yan's status in everyone's hearts has become even heavier.

After all, this camp is almost all military, and the worship of the strong is a natural habit.

In the past, it was only out of respect for Yan Jiecheng.

Now, they have classified Yan into their category and surpassed their existence.

That respect is thorough from the inside out.

Yan Xie Cheng saw that the camp was holding a large pot of stewed wolf meat, and he did not express an opinion.

There was neither support nor opposition.

In this year, could it be that if he Yan Jiecheng said that there are a lot of parasites on the wolf, everyone will not eat it.

Don't be funny, even if everyone respects you Yan Jiecheng, you can't say that you buried the meat and didn't give it to us.

Yan Jiecheng was drawing a design drawing in the Yangzhuang camp office, when suddenly the phone on the desk rang.

"Hey, this is the Yangzhuang camp of the Xiguan Oilfield Battle Headquarters, please tell me something." Yan Jiecheng picked up the phone and said.

"Headquarters, looking for Minister Yan?

Well...

I am. ”

There was a hearty laugh on the other end of the phone. said: "I'm Zhang Wangjing, our Northwest Hammer King Yan Jiecheng, comrade, I just asked, how does it feel to kill wolves with your bare hands?" ”

When Yan Jiecheng heard the Northwest Hammer King, he suddenly remembered something.

That is Tian Fujun.

Originally, a few days ago, I thought that Tian Fujun's name was familiar.

Today, I suddenly heard the Northwest Hammer King, and I remembered that there is such a person in an ordinary life.

The more Yan Jiecheng thought about it, the more he felt like it.

Pressing the random speculation in his heart, he chatted with the commander-in-chief for a while.

When the commander-in-chief called, he certainly didn't really want to know what it was like to kill a wolf with his bare hands.

I haven't seen a dignified master look like a fierce man.

Zhang Wangjing: It's the first time I've seen such a fierce reader.

The main thing is to care about Yan Jiecheng's situation, whether he is injured or not.

In the end, it was said that an additional squad of guards had been assigned.

After Yan Xibei Hammer King Xie Cheng finished making the call, he was thinking about a question.

Although their line is a special line designed for oil fields, it still follows the basic principles of railway line design.

That is, according to the needs of the country's politics, economy, and national defense, combined with the natural conditions, resource distribution, and industrial and agricultural development of the areas through which the line passes, the basic direction of the line is planned, and the railway is selected.

And of all the orders he received, no one mentioned the surrounding economic situation.

It's just a dedicated line for oil fields.

If it is really designed in this way, it is obviously a huge waste of resources.

Yan Jiecheng did not want to design the route based on the topography, geology, hydrology and other natural conditions along the line, as well as the situation of villages and towns, transportation, farmland, and water conservancy facilities.

He also wants to maximize the role of this railway, bring economic changes to the areas along the line, and make the people's lives a little better.

After thinking for a while, Yan Jiecheng picked up the phone and said to the operator: "Here is the Yangzhuang camp of the Xiguan Oilfield Battle Headquarters, give me the command headquarters." ”

After a while, the phone was connected, and Yan Jiecheng explained his thoughts to Commander-in-Chief Zhang Wangjing.

"I understand what you mean, first of all, I'm supporting. I'll report that to the above.

However, I don't know if it will work out in the end, after all, the budget will be more than one-fifth like you said.

It is difficult to say whether the state will be able to squeeze out this part of the money. Commander-in-chief Zhang Wangjing said in a low voice.

Yan Jiecheng was a little silent.

Yes, it costs an extra 1.2 million, not 120 yuan.

After hanging up the phone, Yan Jiecheng walked out of the office with some irritability.

Pacing around the camp.

If this matter is not solved, his mind will not be clear.

Eating meat is not fragrant, and it is uncomfortable to sleep.

Lao Xie saw Yan Jiecheng pacing in the courtyard, and kicked the stones when he saw them.

I knew that he was unhappy.

Hurriedly went out, walked to Yan Jiecheng, walked with him for a while, and asked, "What's wrong with the director?" Who you off again?

Yan Jiecheng told him about the situation, and Lao Xie didn't have a good idea when he heard it, so he had to pace with Yan Jiecheng.

Yan Jiecheng was thinking about how to build railways in the future.

In later generations, it was mainly national funding + local financing, and the rest were loans.

Thinking of this, Yan Jiecheng smiled, he had already thought of a way.

Although he didn't dare to say that it would work, it was already the most reliable and feasible way he had come up with.

This method is local funding.

As long as Yan Jiecheng reveals one piece of news, he believes that those county and city leaders know how to do it.