Half past three in the afternoon.

Oil City.

After the wind stopped, construction in the buffer city resumed. At this time, there were many workers on the construction site.

In another hour, they will leave work and return to the trading market.

Because the sky is darker and there are more workers, who need to queue up to enter the city, the end of work is now more than an hour earlier than before.

The northern section of the buffer city wall, on the scaffolding.

He Liangwei felt the ground shaking slightly and raised his head to look north.

Under a dark gray sky, they saw a long transport convoy heading in their direction.

"Brother Meng, look!" He Liangwei pointed at the motorcade to the north and said to Zhang Meng next to him.

Zhang Meng used a wrench to fasten the clamp firmly in the steel pipe, raised his head and looked to the north.

"They should be coming from the north. Get to work quickly. It has nothing to do with us."

Zhang Meng shouted to a person behind him: "Pass the steel pipe over."

They walked high in the air, relying on steel pipes as support. From the beginning, they were not used to it, but now they are as easy as stepping on two steel pipes in the high air.

.......

Zuo Ruxue felt relieved after seeing the buffer city ahead.

Finally, it’s time to return to Oil City.

After the wind stopped this morning, they rushed on their way without stopping.

Just to get here safely as soon as possible.

The buffer city is very large, but so far no gate has been installed.

There are four gates in total, one each in the east, west, north and south.

Now that the buffer city wall has formed an encirclement, if they want to enter Oil City, they can only enter through the buffer city gate.

The convoy drove in from the north gate of the buffer city. After entering the buffer city, the speed slowed down a lot.

Supervisors in the buffer city maintained order and asked workers inside to disperse, leaving a path for the convoy to pass.

"Sister Zuo, why is this buffer city still under construction? There was such a strong wind yesterday." Cuckoo looked at the workers outside and said in surprise.

Zuo Ruxue said: "It's not windy today...but the construction speed is indeed good. It has only been a few days. When we left here to go to the north, the northern wall had not yet been encircled. Now the walls are all

It’s three meters high.”

There were workers everywhere. Seeing these workers coming and going, the mood of everyone in the convoy instantly relaxed a lot.

After detailed inspection, the convoy entered the trading market, and then entered the Oil City through the east-west main road of the trading market.

Zhong Chuchu and Ding Meng met them at the gate and introduced the convoy to the granary warehouse in Oil City.

The area of ​​Oil City is only a few hundred acres.

Most of the underground warehouses are now filled with grain, firearms and ammunition, and are now 80% full. The remaining several thousand tons of grain may not be able to be accommodated and can only be placed in other warehouses on the ground.

Originally, the matter of sealing the warehouse should be left to Liu Jinglue, but the workers in the buffer city were about to enter the trading market, and he had to stay in Wengcheng to take charge of the management of the city.

Therefore, Zhong Chuchu was responsible for sealing and storing grain in the warehouse.

In order to cooperate with her work, Ding Meng from the first combat brigade of the Ministry of Military Affairs was also transferred to help.

It's getting late.

Workers in the buffer city lined up in order to enter the urn city and undergo safety inspections.

There are a lot of dangerous items such as steel bars in the construction site, so these people must be checked when entering the city to prevent them from bringing some dangerous tools from the construction site into the trading market.

Zuo Ruxue got off the car and watched as Ding Meng and his men used forklifts to transport the food from the car.

Turning his head to Zhong Chuchu, he asked:

"Chu Chu, have you heard from the minister and others in the oil city that our fleet will return to the Da Zhangshu base headquarters in the future?"

Zhong Chuchu shook her head and said, "I've never heard of this."

"What about the oil? Have you prepared to send it to the headquarters base?" Zuo Ruxue asked from a different angle.

When they took the transportation route from Oil City to Da Zhangshu, more than 70% of the goods on the truck were oil.

If they had prepared in advance and poured oil into the barrels, they would most likely have to run back to the headquarters base from the oil city.

As the person in charge of the internal affairs management of Oil City, Zhong Chuchu must have known about it if she had prepared oil.

"I'm ready, but I don't think we'll necessarily let you return to the headquarters base." Zhong Chuchu replied after thinking for a moment.

Zuo Ruxue nodded silently: "Yes, I understand."

...

Time flows.

The lanterns are on.

The flow of people in the trading market suddenly increased.

Most of the survivors who returned to the market from the construction site went to Shop No. 2 to buy tortillas.

Although they distributed corn tortillas at the construction site, including food.

But many of them have families and they have jobs, but some of their families don’t have jobs and rely on them to earn points outside.

Liu Jinglue and guard captain Cao Le walked side by side to Oil City.

"Director Liu, I see a lot of strangers came in today. Do you have statistics on how many people came in today?" Cao Le asked Liu Jinglue.

As the supervisor of Wengcheng, Liu Jinglue was very aware of the number of people entering the trading market.

Every day after the gate is closed, he will report the latest number of people entering the city to his third uncle.

"There are about two thousand new survivors today, which is a record high."

"Two thousand people a day! Hiss, so many!" Cao Le's eyes widened and he praised:

"I just said there were a lot of unfamiliar faces today. I didn't expect so many new people coming in."

"How many people are there in total?"

Liu Jinglue calculated in his mind, "About 220,000 people!"

Upon hearing this number of people, Cao Le was surprised at first, and then worried.

"With so many people coming in, I don't know if there will be any problems later..."

Cao Le's words touched Liu Jinglue's heart, and he was also worried.

After all, when the thunderstorm disaster just passed, the population of the trading market was only tens of thousands.

In just the past six months, the population of the trading market has nearly quadrupled.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! So many survivors are crowded in the trading market, it is overcrowded.

And many of them are newcomers...

The old people in the trading market have been here for so long and know the rules and regulations here.

So it will be more honest.

Moreover, those who have stayed in the trading market for a longer time have more or less saved some points.

With points, you can buy food and water, and you can afford the rent.

There is no need for them to cause trouble in the trading market, there is no need.

Only those newcomers who have just joined are more likely to commit crimes.

.....

Oil City.

In the third uncle's office.

"How is the progress of laying the boiler heating pipes now?" Third Uncle asked Jie Changshan, who was standing.

Xie Changshan answered: "Half of Area B has been laid, and it is expected that the remaining Area C will be laid in five days at most."

"However, if there are so many people and so many houses in the trading market, and all of them are provided with heating, after calculation, our combustion energy is not enough."

The third uncle thought for a while and said:

"It's okay. There is a way to solve this problem. The headquarters base has previously studied the use of zombie corpses to burn. The burning rate of zombie corpses is quite high. I will ask the person in charge of the boiler factory to contact the headquarters base later to see how it is done."

"Okay, Minister." Xie Changshan nodded.

"and."

The third uncle added:

"What Lao Huang said makes sense. Rooms that have not paid points will naturally not be heated. I think not all survivors are willing to turn on the heating."
To be continued...