my skynet wife

The vertical mud pillars 3 meters above the ground became a door-shaped structure, supported underground by strong diagonal braces. After the entire structure was completed, thick ropes from the base of the community were fixed on top. They were matched by pulleys.

Small motors can easily move people and materials.

"It took us a whole day to establish a foothold. If we think about it for a moment, it would take us more than a month just to get to the industrial park. I'm afraid the zombies will have completed their evolution by then!"

Fujiharu also had a hard time. After finishing the work, it was already dark. The people were dragged back upstairs from here with an electric winch. Guo Zhenbei stood on the 2-meter-high platform.

, as well as Fujiharu and Swell, were the last people to leave.

There is a foothold with a high wall at your feet. Although life here is not comfortable, it is definitely safe. Especially after today, there may not be anyone here anymore, let alone attracting the attention of zombies.

Guo Zhenbei stretched his sore body and sighed.

"With great difficulty, we finally took the first step!"

It sounds simple. These tasks allowed all the members of the "Search and Rescue Team" and the "Auxiliary Combat Team", a total of 80 people, to work hard for a whole day. It was not until it was dark that the rope at a height of 3 meters was fixed.

good.

"It's too slow, we are too slow, I think we may need to start 2 to 3 cars a day!"

This is a difficult problem. After all, this is construction in a pile of zombies. If you are not careful, the entire army may be wiped out.

"Then we need more people, or more machinery! After all, this is earth excavation work, and it won't be too fast with manpower!"

"How about this? I will use a reconnaissance plane to look around tomorrow. If there is an excavator, I will find a way to get it, otherwise..."

It seemed to Swell that there was no better way. The reality was that with fewer people, more people would live, but if we didn't work faster, I'm afraid no one would be able to survive.

Guo Zhenbei's eyes looked around in the afterglow before sunset. In addition to some vegetable fields nearby, there were some small farmers' yards. In particular, there were some isolated yards near the vegetable fields. These were negotiated with the village.

People who set up their homesteads on the edge of their own land to grow vegetables in greenhouses.

"Or we can get a yard like that, so that there is a place to excavate the earth besides the foothold. Then transport the sacks there, fill them up, and transfer them to the next foothold. This saves us from digging earthwork in unsafe places.

Packing sacks should make the work faster!"

"But how to solve the safety problem? There are many zombies near the yard."

Fujiharu is indeed a security consultant and thinks a lot about security issues. And if you say today’s scene is not worrying, it would be false. Today alone, nearly 3,000 zombies were killed. The zombies in this urban-rural fringe are terrifying.

, nothing less.

"There is a brick wall. As long as the door is blocked, there shouldn't be much problem! We will go there first tomorrow and then pull the rope from here to form a ropeway and send the young woman from the production team upstairs down. We will fill the sacks there.

This way the work outside will go faster."

"Okay, I'll continue looking for an excavator, preferably a small wheeled excavator that can run faster."

"Look, if we all think of a solution together, things will be much easier. Don't worry too much. After I leave the city a few kilometers away, there won't be so many people!"

Fujiharu and his brother Fujiro have always been optimists among everyone. Among all the people, they are the only two siblings who have never gone hungry for a day.

"It has to be like this!"

As the three people discussed, the electric winch came down from the roof, and then the three people hung on the rope together and returned to the community base.

Although it is difficult, the efforts to survive in the apocalypse have obviously paid off, but not everyone is of the same mind.

When night falls, life in the community base is relaxed and happy as usual. Men and women who have eaten well are either huddled together to watch DVDs, or gathered in a group to play mahjong, while some men and women quietly avoid the crowds.

With human eyes, the important event of human family inheritance is carried out.

Needless to say, as in any era, there are always many conspirators and so-called politically minded people.

Ji Weiwen quietly went up to the roof of the building alone. The lights were bright and there was electricity on the edge of the building, so the biochemical rats could not come in. Just as he was breathing the cold air and thinking about his own concerns, suddenly there was a sound.

sound.

"Team Ji, why are you here alone? You are smoking!"

The speaker was Luo Guangrong, a gangster toady. He was holding a box of Chinese cigarettes in his hand, which are found in many wealthy communities. Many people have large boxes of good wine and large boxes of good cigarettes in their homes. In the past, Ji Weiwen was

Generally speaking, it is a piece of wealth that he has to pay attention to. Just like a box of Maotai, it is definitely worth money.

As the former chief of the Economic Police Section, Ji Weiwen knew very well how senior officials operated. They just accepted these gifts and then transferred them to some shops or hotels, and these things were naturally converted into money.

Of course, this is the practice of some middle-aged or timid high-ranking officials. The bolder ones will take shares in the company. For example, the deceased Zhao Yongzhu had many people's shares in his black coal mine.

At least that brother Lin Zheng, the captain of the urban management team, had a share. Otherwise, he would be so concerned about it and would always ask the superiors to investigate illegal coal mines.

Ji Weiwen casually took the cigarette from the toady Luo Guangrong, but he still didn't speak, and even the look on his face didn't change.

Luo Guangrong has seen many people like this. They are all officials, or people with some kind of power. Often their demeanor at this moment shows that they are planning something. However, in officialdom, power, and money, they still have

Be careful.

"Bah! Why are you pretending to be sanctimonious? They are just dog officials. If it weren't for you dog officials..."

The thoughts in Luo Guangrong's heart are also not shown on his face. The reason why he always flatters Ji Weiwen is that he feels that he is in this life-saving team with Lengxue, but he is not important. In addition, the situation in front of him is

Ji Weiwen is obviously planning something. If he is in the right position, or if there are changes in the future, there may be some benefits.

If you take his thoughts into the long term, you will find that he hopes that after the chaos is over in the future, when the country needs to employ people like Ji Weiwen, it will naturally not use idiots like Guo Zhenbei to do things in China.

It doesn't matter if you don't do it well, it's important to be able to flatter him. Maybe one day, when the corpses are in chaos, he, Guo Zhenbei, can only continue to be his slave, and when he feels comfortable flattering Ji Weiwen, can he also be a police station commander?

How long?

People still have to have a long-term vision, at least they can't be compared to the sycophant Luo Guangrong in front of them!

"Team Ji, I heard that they are going to take some women out tomorrow and ask them to pack sacks. But they look like they have no idea. Team Ji, our place is not interesting, why not..."

When Luo Guangrong spoke, he quietly looked at the expression on Ji Weiwen's face in front of him. The cold light of the energy-saving lamp shone on his face, and his expression did not change at all because of his words. But Luo Guangrong did not only have such little S skills.

He is still capable!

"Team Ji, I heard that the stinky old man Li Baoqiang is leading those women. Is this boy named Guo looking down on others? Team Ji, you are also a national civil servant after all. The retired old man Li Fuqiang is leading those women..."

Ji Weiwen was still just smoking calmly. He knew where Luo Guangrong was dissatisfied. He was neither a "search and rescue team" nor an auxiliary combat team at the moment. Therefore, women were not interested in him at all, especially with his tattoos.

It's often disgusting.

Women among survivors often fall in love with people on the "search and rescue team." Although there are no direct benefits, people on the search and rescue team often have something that others don't have. For example, during the search, in addition to large quantities of food

, some small candies or snacks are things that ordinary women cannot easily obtain.

A guy like Luo Guangrong, who has no courage and is extremely lazy, will naturally not be favored by women.

Seeing Ji Weiwen's lack of reaction, Luo Guangrong laughed softly.

"Captain Ji, I don't deserve anything for you. Why should that boy named Guo be the leader? And he already has two lives on his hands. According to the law, it can be considered an over-defense! This is really lawless!"

At first, Ji Weiwen remained silent. He did not intend to reveal his thoughts prematurely. If someone found out accidentally, he had no one around him and no weapons. He could not deal with Guo Zhenbei's men. Although the boy did not

I'm not keen on rights, but the few simple rules he laid down are very popular.

Ji Weiwen, who is accustomed to Chinese-style "office wars" that focus on flattery, cunning, and scheming, is like a hibernating snake. There seems to be no danger, but if this hibernating snake warms up, Guo Zhenbei

This "silly farmer" will definitely suffer.

Seeing that Luo Guangrong saw that he didn't respond, his enthusiastic face just now had quietly turned cold, and the look in his eyes also showed that if he continued to be "silent" like this, he would no longer "accompany" him.

Ji Weiwen has many ways to deal with such little hooligans. Because these are just doglegs and almost completely useless people. They are just ups and downs between the two forces, always looking for their own interests.

He curled his lips, looking annoyed that he didn't understand.

"Stop yelling, am I still in the season team now? Don't you know that the government is no longer in charge here. Look at the killing, peeping, and robbing here, is there anyone in charge? Glory brothers, we can only survive and find the government.

You are qualified to speak, don’t you still understand this truth?”

Luo Guangrong pouted, wondering if the government could do anything to him. He came to Ji Weiwen for only one thing, and that was to find out who was the leader of the female workers' team that was about to set off tomorrow. If it was Ji Weiwen, would he bring him with him?

.Those are all women. Since Lin Er's death, he has not touched a woman once.

The disappointment in his heart dissipated because of Ji Weiwen's words just now. He smiled shyly again, like flowers blooming in spring.

"Hey, Team Ji, you have management experience and the ability to fight. You may be able to get a pneumatic nail gun to use when leading a female worker team. Then you can bring me with you, and I promise to do my best!"

When it comes to women, Ji Weiwen is not as lacking as Luo Guangrong. At least at this moment, the survivors have not completely given up hope for the official, and there are one or two women who are diligently by Ji Weiwen's side. But now, not all of the things Luo Guangrong is talking about are women.

"Pneumatic nail gun, yes, those women who go out to fill sacks with soil must be protected by someone. In this case..."

Although he thought so in his heart, Ji Weiwen's face didn't reveal anything at all. People like Luo Guangrong didn't deserve good looks.

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