"What, thunderstorm disaster?"

"It's over. Another natural disaster is coming. There will definitely be a wave of zombies by then, and we people will definitely be dead."

"Don't push me here. Didn't the radio say it? Isn't it necessary to build the wall higher now to withstand thunderstorms and natural disasters?"

"That's right. It seems that Oil City has given careful consideration. No wonder it has been rushing to make progress recently. It turns out there is a reason."

"What I'm curious about is, where did this news come from?"

"Bullshit! You don't know, right? There is a headquarters base behind Oil City. This is something we little people can't imagine. Since we said it in front of everyone, it must be true."

"Can you all stop arguing and listen to the radio carefully!!!"

An old man glared at several construction workers around him.

This old man is a cooperator from the Da Zhangshu base headquarters, and he is also a veteran.

When he said this, several construction workers around him closed their mouths.

Open your ears and listen carefully to the radio.

Only Ju Tianrui's voice continued to be heard on the radio:

"In twelve days, thunderstorms will come!"

"Everyone, please continue to persevere, work hard, and do a good job in the current construction work."

"Don't worry, everyone, the establishment of this trading market is due to your contribution. We will not abandon you. I believe that as long as everyone works together, we will be able to overcome this difficulty!"

.....

"I won't say much else. I hope everyone will work well in the coming days!"

In oil city.

Ju Tianrui turned off the radio and swallowed his dry saliva.

Broadcasting it to the construction crew is a must.

After all, they have to publicize this matter to the survivors outside and also inform Southern Paradise.

We will even put a reminder banner on the transport truck later.

Those construction crews outside will definitely see it.

Rather than letting them guess, it's better to tell them directly to avoid unnecessary confusion.

After turning off the broadcast, Ju Tianrui said to Xiao Jun behind him:

"Okay, let's have the transport trucks put up banners, and notify all people going out to hang the printed banners at some key intersections passing by outside."

Xiao Jun knew the news two days ago, so there was not much shock on his face.

He nodded and asked:

"Battal Commander, we are going to let the survivors from outside in. Are you sure about this?"

He looked at the banner, which not only contained reminders, but also pointed out that everyone could take refuge in the Oil City Trading Market.

"Um."

Ju Tianrui picked up the water glass and drank some water to moisten his throat.

"Let them come in. Isn't the original intention of our trading market to let survivors from outside come in to trade?"

"As long as they come in, the biggest safety concern will be solved."

"I understand, okay, then I'll make arrangements right away." Xiao Jun said.

"etc."

Ju Tianrui quickly stopped him and said:

"You ask Pan Hai to watch the gate of the trading market. Any survivors who enter must hand in their firearms."

"At the same time, you should clearly explain the rules of the trading market to the transportation personnel, and ask them to tell them this when they tell other survivors. Otherwise, they will accuse us of cheating when they arrive."

Xiao Jun frowned when he heard this and asked: "But what if they don't come? They have to hand over their firearms and weapons, this..."

Ju Tianrui waved his hand and said:

"This is the most difficult level. The trading market will reach this point sooner or later. Now the natural disaster is coming soon. This is a good opportunity."

"Even if some survivors have concerns about this, as long as they are lucky enough to survive when the natural disaster strikes, their trust in us will be elevated to an extremely high level.

At that time, they may be able to accept the surrender of firearms and weapons to enter."

"Enter the trading market and hand in weapons and firearms. This is a rule established by the city lord before. It cannot be changed. I think there is no need to change it. This is all for the sake of our own safety."

Xiao Jun thought about it carefully and felt that what the battalion commander said made sense.

So he said: "Okay, I understand."

"Hurry up and make arrangements. I have to contact Mr. Hu from Southern Paradise." Ju Tianrui put down the water glass and walked towards the conference room.

He also needs to contact Mr. Hu from Southern Paradise as soon as possible.

Xiao Jun looked at Ju Tianrui's leaving figure and breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the word "Master Hu". He turned around and left. He knew that the headquarters would definitely notify Master Hu.

After all, among the many construction workers, there are also many people from Southern Paradise.

As soon as I walked out, I met Ma Yingxue.

"Brother Jun, I just heard the radio and heard that there will be a thunderstorm disaster next. Can you contact my adoptive father and tell them the news?"

Ma Yingxue's face was very anxious.

She is a smart person. After hearing the news, she did not ask whether the news was true like most people would.

Because she knew that since Ju Tianrui dared to say this on the radio, he must be absolutely sure about it.

Otherwise, if false news is spread just to deceive many construction workers to speed up the catch-up progress.

If natural disasters do not come in the future, their trust in Jutianrui and even Oil City will also decrease.

There is no need to do such a thankless thing.

Xiao Jun looked at Ma Yingxue who looked anxious and said with relief:

"Don't worry, the battalion commander is going to inform Master Hu now."

"Moreover, our city lord said that he would invite Mr. Hu and others to come over."

As if he was afraid that Ma Yingxue would not understand what he meant, he explained again:

"We will accept everyone from Southland!"

"Xiaoxue, don't worry."

Ma Yingxue's face was still a little anxious and she said:

"But, my adoptive father has a deep affection for Southern Paradise and is stubborn. I'm worried that he might not come over. How about I go back and persuade him?"

Xiao Jun hesitated for a few seconds, then bit his tongue and said:

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "You wait a moment, I will arrange some things first. Later, the battalion commander and I will apply to the headquarters base to see if a helicopter can be allocated to us.

, I will go with you then."

"Really?"

Ma Yingxue looked excited and hugged Xiao Jun.

Xiao Jun looked embarrassed and gently pushed Ma Yingxue away.

"Xiaoxue, there are people around, cough, pay attention."

Ma Yingxue hugged her again and said without any care:

"I don't care, Jungiegie, you're so kind."

Xiao Jun smiled helplessly and touched Ma Yingxue's head.

Then he pushed her away and said as he walked away:

"I still have important things to arrange, please wait for me first."

Ma Yingxue looked at Xiao Jun who was leaving. The original worry in her eyes melted away a lot.

She has stayed in Oil City for some time, and the more she knows about Oil City, the more she realizes how big the gap is between Oil City and Southern Paradise.

Therefore, she knows very well how strong the defense of Oil City is.

A few days ago, she saw with her own eyes the mobile gate blades installed on the wall of the trading market.

This shocked her extremely.

The operating principle of the mobile gate knife is very simple, and it is not complicated to make.

With the ability of Southern Paradise, it can definitely be copied.

But once it’s made, it needs power to drive it!

The mobile knife here is powered by electricity, and it is a large amount of electricity.
To be continued...