At eleven o'clock in the evening, the special operations team (Sword Squad) had all returned one after another, bringing news about the three cities surrounding Hope City.
The situation there is neither good nor bad!
These three cities still maintained basic order and no serious riots occurred. Moreover, after understanding the current situation, the leaders of the three cities also expressed their willingness to obey the leadership of Hope City.
This did not surprise Luo Yuan. First of all, Hope City is a key strategic city in the reconstruction area. If it was a first-tier city such as Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou before the end of the world, its level would naturally be higher than that of ordinary cities.
Secondly, even if they have ambitions, in this cruel form, they can do nothing and can only slowly wait for death.
The cold winter of nuclear winter is not easy to survive. If there is no rescue from Hope City, these three cities will fall into hell in half a month at most.
"I just don't know how many days these three cities can last for the time being?"
After Lin Feiyan, who was the last to return, walked out of the office, Luo Yuan leaned back on his seat and frowned.
Everything now takes time, whether it is the reconstruction of the spaceship or the saving of the remaining three cities, it cannot be completed in a short time. When all humans are truly relocated to the spaceship, who knows how many people will have to sacrifice
Luo Yuan sighed. Sitting in his position, he received not only power, but also a heavy burden. Every day of delay cost countless lives.
At this time, the phone on the table rang, and Luo Yuan picked up the phone.
"Mayor, Vice Mayor Bi wants to report to you?" Secretary Cheng Guanghui said respectfully on the internal phone.
"Then let him come in!" Luo Yuan hung up the phone.
After a while, Bi Jianping walked in quickly.
"Mayor, all personnel and materials are ready and can land on the spacecraft at any time!" He handed a document to Luo Yuan and said excitedly.
Since the disaster, he had not slept for two days and one night. His face was haggard and pale, and even his clothes were a little dirty and covered with dust.
In fact, this is basically the norm for all government personnel nowadays. For Hope City, time is already racing against the clock. There are countless tasks that cannot be delayed, and almost everyone is already spinning.
Fortunately, people in the apocalypse, even ordinary people's physical fitness is many times stronger than before the apocalypse, can still barely support it now, but they can't support it for much longer. If they don't rest, I'm afraid the government work will be paralyzed.
Seeing his haggard look, Luo Yuan did not persuade him. He took the document, flipped through it quickly, then put it on the table, raised his head and asked, "Has the wind outside dropped down now?"
"We just tested it half an hour ago. The wind force was only Level 5 and the visibility reached 10 meters, but the temperature has dropped to more than 40 degrees below zero." Bi Jianping said. The violent winds outside are caused by the big explosion of antimatter bombs and cannot last long, but the dust kicked up can stay in the atmosphere for a long time.
"It's getting cold too fast!" Luo Yuan frowned, and then said helplessly: "I won't mention this in advance. Since everything is ready, let's start the migration!"
Luo Yuan put the documents in the filing cabinet, stood up, and the two of them walked out of the office one after the other.
There are a total of 50,000 people migrating this time, most of whom are scientific researchers and mechanical engineers. There are very few ordinary workers, about 8,000 people. At the same time, there are also 500 military police and 600 people accompanying them. A large number of logistics service personnel, as well as a large amount of food supplies.
Since the spacecraft brain is disconnected from the production area, automated production cannot be carried out. Those who migrate in the early stage must first explore the working modes of various factories in the production area and restart these factories to produce materials for spacecraft reconstruction.
After all, if you want a spaceship to accommodate a population of five to six million, the buildings that need to be built are basically skyscrapers with around 70 floors, and the spaceship is not on land. Whether it is accelerating or decelerating, it will produce forces, which requires material strength. Extremely high.
Especially since the deck of the spacecraft cannot be laid on a foundation. This makes neither concrete nor mutated wood suitable. To ensure the safety of these buildings and the stability of the spacecraft structure, they must all be cast with metal and bonded to the upper and lower decks of the residential level to form a building similar to a support column. .
This not only requires the consumption of a huge amount of steel, but also requires a huge amount of metal processing machine tools and engineering machinery to increase the productivity of Hope City. This is undoubtedly a huge project, even if all the machines and workers of Hope City are relocated to the spacecraft. , it will take at least one or two years to complete everything.
However, in one or two years, everything is already too late, and humans cannot wait that long.
Now the only hope can only be placed in the advanced factories of the Bosing people.
"Have you really decided to stay in the spaceship from now on?" Luo Yuan asked suddenly while walking on the road.
Bi Jianping's footsteps paused when he heard this, and he couldn't help but feel a shiver in his heart. A trickle of sweat immediately broke out on his forehead. He suddenly realized that he was not only the deputy mayor of Hope City, but also the second leader of the reconstruction area.
He was so reckless that he actually volunteered at the previous meeting and wanted to be a permanent resident of the spaceship.
After all, this is an unimaginable high-tech spaceship. Whoever controls this spaceship means mastering the supreme force. No matter who it is, no matter who is in power, facing this strategic killer weapon, I'm afraid everyone is suspicious.
He quickly organized his words and said respectfully: "Mayor, I think I am really not suitable. I wonder if you have any suggestions?"
Luo Yuan waved his hand: "There's nothing appropriate or inappropriate. I'll be relieved if you go."
He just made some small talk, but he didn't expect to make the other party tremble. He was the person with the highest authority on the spaceship, so there was nothing to worry about.
But Luo Yuan can rest assured, but Bi Jianping can't. After all, people's hearts are unpredictable, and no one can be too careful. He thought about it and said respectfully: "There are as many as 50,000 people migrating in advance this time. It is estimated that about 500 military and police personnel will It's a bit of a stretch, so I suggest sending a member of the special operations team to the spacecraft permanently."
"What do you recommend?" Luo Yuan knew what he was thinking and asked without refusing.
"Just Fang Peibin!"
"so be it."
Bi Jianping breathed a sigh of relief. When he came back to his senses, he realized that his back was a little chilly.
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After twelve o'clock in the evening, crowds of people poured out of Hope City like a long queue.
The icy cold wind blew strangely, making the crowd shiver. Clothing to keep out the cold was still a big problem in Hope City. Everyone wore warm clothes, and some people even wore quilts. Wrapped around the body. But even so, he could still feel the bone-chilling chill outside.
It's cold, it's so cold, the cold wind is almost going straight into my bones.
Because the wind is no longer blowing like crazy before, the sand and soil have been bonded together under the extreme cold, and are as hard as rocks. On some sand dunes, you can see ice crystals hanging down everywhere!
The Ice Age is already approaching.
…
Luo Yuan walked at the front of the team. His clothes were still thin, as if the extreme cold in the air did not exist at all. He warned Fang Peibin: "This time you are promoted to the temporary deputy chief of the police station. This is a test for you." , is also an opportunity, it depends on whether you can seize it. If you can't do it well, even if you are my apprentice, I will remove you. "
"Master, I will do my job well." Fang Peibin said seriously. He knew that this opportunity was entirely due to Luo Yuan's apprentice, otherwise he would not be able to hold such an important position based on his ability.
Although the former swordsman's colonel rank sounded nice, in fact, it was just an honorary title, and he didn't even pay attention to it. How could it be compared with such an important position as the deputy chief of the police department? This opportunity was undoubtedly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. When Bi Jianping found him, he immediately agreed without thinking.
"You are not young anymore. You should change your previous temper. Learn more from others, work with a calm mind, and just ask if you don't understand. There is no shame in it." Luo Yuan said.
"I will remember it!" Fang Peibin said quickly.
Luo Yuan is still very optimistic about Fang Peibin. No one is born with abilities. As long as he concentrates on studying and corrects his mentality, he will be able to adapt quickly. What's more, the other party is also an evolver, and his physical attributes are far beyond ordinary people. With a little training, he is very optimistic about Fang Peibin. Suddenly, he is an elite.
"How have you been learning swordsmanship recently?" Luo Yuan asked again.
"Master, I've started to feel better recently. I can occasionally use my sword, but I'm not yet proficient at it." Fang Peibin said a little embarrassed.
Luo Yuan was a little surprised this time. This was the first time that someone could use the sword light except him. Even a talented person like Wang Shishi was a little short of the concentration of will. It can be imagined that he usually practiced How crazy.
He patted Fang Peibin and said, "Well done, but don't slack off. The power of will is very important. You will understand later."
Fang Peibin was a little flattered, and his previous sense of awe had faded a bit. He looked at Luo Yuan's height, which had become as tall as a little giant, and asked curiously: "Master, how did you become so tall?"
"There are some things, don't ask around!"
Seeing that Luo Yuan's face was a little unhappy, Fang Peibin was so frightened that he quickly stopped and did not dare to mention it again.
After a while, he said again: "Master, I met Director Chen yesterday. She seems to be not doing well recently."
Luo Yuan paused slightly, turned around, and said in a somewhat urgent tone: "Director Chen, you mean Chen Xinjie? She is in Hope City?"
Fang Peibin said with some confusion, isn't Chen Xinjie his master's woman? Why does the master seem to know nothing about it
"Yes, I saw her on the street yesterday. Her face was not very good and she had lost a lot of weight. When I called her sister-in-law, her smile was a little forced. It seemed like something had happened?"
It's strange that Chen Xinjie's complexion improved when he called her sister-in-law.
After Fang Peibin confirmed it, Luo Yuan couldn't help but feel a little stir in his heart. He suddenly remembered the scenes of the two getting along, the charming smiles, and the frail and unbearable weakness in bed. Those previous conflicts had long since disappeared over time, and now Instead, he missed her deeply. He had previously thought that Chen Xinjie had died in the disaster and never dared to think about it. Unexpectedly, she had returned to Hope City.
"Do you know where she lives?" Luo Yuan asked quickly.
"At No. 12 Fuxing Road!"
Luo Yuan silently wrote it down, planning to take the time to go over and take a look.
At this time, there was an exclamation from the crowd. Not far away, a huge black object was standing in the desert.