Oil City.

Under the ice and snow, the entire Oil City was covered in snow. From a distance, it looked like an ice city.

The blizzard buried the trees near Oil City, and even the river not far from Oil City froze.

Within the city.

In the factory building, the doors and windows were closed, and dozens of people were lying stretched out inside.

These people were all from the former Oil City. They did not follow Zhong Chuchu away, but chose to stay here.

It's not cold in the room, the radiator is always emitting heat.

It's just that there are a lot of people in the room and there are various smells, which are a bit unpleasant.

"Brother Ma, I boiled some water for you." A dark-faced man next to him said.

After hearing this, Marseille sat up and picked up an enamel cup from the ground.

Slippery——

Pour boiling hot water into the enamel cup.

"Huh..." Marseille sipped the water and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Chunfa, is it still snowing outside?" Marcelon asked.

The dark-skinned man nodded and said, "It's still going on. The next one is endless. I don't know when it will end."

Marcello stood up, picked up the enamel cup, put on a coat and slowly walked towards the window.

The window glass is tightly closed, and even the gaps are sealed with tape to try to ensure that the indoor heat does not escape.

There was no snow visible from the window, so he walked towards the door.

Squeak——

The door was opened, and cold air blew in.

Marcelloin shivered and walked out in the heat.

Close the door tightly.

He stood under the eaves. The snow outside was blocked by the eaves above, but some snowflakes were blown to his feet by the wind.

In the area near the door, people coming in and out opened the door to let the hot air out, which melted the snow on the ground and formed a water stain.

Masseilon shrugged his shoulders and curled up his neck as he looked at the falling snow, feeling a chill going directly to the top of his head.

Less than ten seconds after he came out, he who was a little groggy at first became much more awake.

"This snow is really heavy." Marcelloin's face was filled with memories.

He remembered that before the end of the world, he had a son who liked winter very much. Every winter, he liked to build snowmen and skate with him.

Recalling a picture from the past, he couldn't help but feel a little crazy.

It would be great if the zombies didn't break out.

If there were no zombies, Xiaolong would be twelve years old now.

He stood under the eaves for about five minutes before he couldn't hold it any longer.

It was too cold outside, so he just put on a coat when he ran out.

He hurriedly returned to the room and took out the bread from the package.

This noodle cake is produced at Da Zhangshu Base.

Mixed with flour, bran powder, vegetable roots, a little salt and cooking oil.

A piece of cake formed by machine compression.

It can be regarded as the compressed biscuits produced by the base itself.

He broke off a piece of the dough and threw it into the enamel cup, waiting for the enamel cup to slowly soften the dough.

He was already very satisfied to have this kind of food to eat.

Compared with the days when I was enslaved by the motorcycle gangs, it is hard to look back.

The wind roared outside the house, like a piece of cloth being torn, which made people feel heartbroken after hearing it.

Although the room is crowded, you don’t have to suffer from the cold.

Two buildings away from here is the dormitory of Xiao Jun and other combatants.

Xiao Jun huddled under the quilt and played with a ring finger given to him by Ma Yingxue.

It is said that they found this ring in the museum. At that time, only the emperor could own this ring.

But now is the end of the world. Before the end of the world, such a priceless finger was not as valuable as a hot meal.

But since it was given to him by Ma Yingxue and given other meanings, Xiao Jun did not dislike it.

He was off duty today. Although he didn't have to be exposed to the cold, it was really boring.

This snow scene is beautiful, but after watching it for so many days, no matter how beautiful it is, it will become boring.

So he got up from the bed, put on his shoes and clothes, and walked downstairs.

Come to the conference room.

He saw Ju Tianrui using a military radio there to make daily reports to the Da Zhangshu Base.

"It's okay. The diesel generator has been repaired and we have two spare ones. It's not a big problem."

"Okay, I understand."

"The snow is falling heavily now, so we have suspended helicopter patrols, and we haven't found anything unusual around us."

........

After Ju Tianrui finished his report, Ju Tianrui raised his head and looked at Xiao Jun and asked:

"What's wrong? What do you want from me?"

Xiao Jun shook his head and said: "It's okay, I've been sleeping for too long and I can't fall asleep now."

Ju Tianrui rolled his eyes at him and said, "Since it's okay, then you go find Marcelon and the others and deal with the water pipe problem together."

"Water pipe? What's wrong with the water pipe?" Xiao Jun asked doubtfully.

"It's freezing. You go find Marcellus and we can solve this problem together."

"Okay." Xiao Jun nodded, then put on his hat and faced the wind and snow.

.......

Southern paradise.

Within the city.

Chen Er stamped his feet, slapped the diesel generator, and said angrily to the person next to him:

"Hurry up and fix it! Hurry up and fix it. If it delays the indoor plants, don't come out!"

"Captain Chen, don't we still have four diesel generators? It will take time to repair them. The time you gave us is so short, it will be difficult for us to get there." A man holding a wrench said.

"You are reasonable. There are only six diesel generators in total. Please take good care of them. It has only been snowing for a few days and two diesel generators have broken down. Repair them quickly!" Chen Er said angrily.

The man holding the wrench had a gloomy expression and said to the two people behind him: "Repair it quickly and troubleshoot first..."

Chen Er watched them repair, sighed and then turned to the indoor plantation.

During the extremely hot weather some time ago, the plantations were always complaining about insufficient water.

Now it's snowing, and after the water supply is no longer a problem, we are now facing problems with heating and lighting.

Madman is the person in charge of agricultural planting and one of the founders of Southern Paradise. Chen Er cannot afford to offend him.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! But luckily, I have cooperated with Oil City several times before and exchanged a lot of diesel and gasoline, which can be used to generate electricity.

Otherwise, they may have to find other ways to stay warm.

Last winter, they burned all the coal they had hoarded, and had no choice but to go out on a snowy day to cut down trees and light fires to keep warm.

Just thinking about it makes my balls hurt.

It was frozen.

After leaving the power plant, Chen Er came to the indoor plantation.

But as soon as he came in, he was seen by the madman.

"Chen Er, I have told you many times that the heating on the plantation side must be stable. I have just discussed with Mr. Hu to suspend the heating in other places in the base and ensure the plantation side first." The madman said.

road.

Chen Er was a little shocked: "Ah? Mr. Hu also suspended it?"

"He said it himself." Scar nodded.

Chen Erduo thought for a while and said: "Three hours, three hours to recover."

The madman pointed outside and continued to say to Chen Er:

"Well, you can figure it out yourself. Mr. Tiger should be on his way here now. He just told everyone to come to the plantation."

"Anyway, the heating of the underground plantation must be guaranteed. Everyone can get warm when they come in. Please organize it later to prevent them from stepping on these crops."

After hearing what the madman said, Chen Er felt that it made sense.

Although everyone has to squeeze together in this way, it can save a lot of electricity.

This way their fuel can last longer.
To be continued...