Chapter 1614: One Day of Harmony

"Shovels, hoes, trolleys. What are these? They even have rakes. One diesel engine, one water pump, twenty tents, two hundred pairs of work gloves, three hundred pairs of rubber-soled shoes, two hundred beds of thin blankets, Two hundred buckets, five hundred sets of old-fashioned military uniforms, military moisture-proof underwear..."

Semet, with a big beard, signed his name on the acceptance account after counting the supplies issued by his superiors. The transport convoy quickly rushed to the next village, and quickly disappeared into the distance.

Semet was surrounded by more than a hundred Mexican farmers. They were all ragged, skinny, and hadn't had enough to eat for a few days. Although their faces were clean, they were all disheveled.

Everyone has just been sent by the convoy, looking at the supplies piled up on the side of the road, they are all a little eager to try, and dare not move.

Not far from the road is an abandoned village, which will be the production and living place of Semet and his men in the future. About 100 hectares of land around the village belong to them, not much more.

"Okay, don't worry, these things are ours." Saimet called the villagers to line up, took out the roster and began to distribute.

Saimet was originally a veteran of the Mo Liberation Army. When the Diego regime sent the first mixed division to clear the Yucatan Peninsula, the team he led was defeated by the enemy's "Jackal" troops. He lost one hand and had to retire.

After retiring, Semet was worried that he would be abandoned by the guerrillas, but in fact he was too worried. Chairman Nieto, who led the guerrillas, soon became President Nieto, and his former backbone of the guerrillas has now become an honorable grassroots village chief after short-term training.

After occupying Mexico City, restoring agricultural production is the top priority of the Aurora Legion's work. The Legion's Department of Agriculture has an "obligation" to guide the agricultural production of the Nieto government in Mexico. There is a large area of ​​farmland near Mexico City, which is very convenient for management.

Mexico's original agriculture was actually doing pretty well, with farmland water conservancy facilities and agricultural machinery and tools fairly complete. It's just that more than two years in the last days led to social chaos, a sharp drop in population, land abandonment, and the ineffective management and brutal exploitation of the Diego regime, which prevented agriculture from recovering at all.

The current job of the Legion's Agriculture Department is to organize the agricultural reclamation group to carry out large-scale farm production. The 5,000-person agricultural reclamation group will form 20 in one go, and the members will be the existing Mexican idle labor force.

When Zhou Qingfeng was in Merida, he organized the 500,000 Mexicans in the city to produce and save themselves. With the grassroots cadres and organizational system cultivated before, the land reclamation business in Mexico City is going smoothly.

Before joining the land reclamation system, the farmers under Semet had all received ten days of basic military training. These people lined up in a crooked queue, stepping forward one by one to receive their daily necessities.

Each set of old six-five-style military uniforms, with hats, especially the kind of turtles. The rubber-soled shoes are a little newer, and the sizes are not very complete, so they can be worn. There are even military underwear in the supplies, which are also matched. Each person has three pairs, which can be worn interchangeably.

Basins, cups, bowls, spoons, soap, quilts, buckets, etc. At present, the legion rations these labor forces, and everyone is treated the same.

Before receiving the daily necessities, all the farmers under Semet looked like beggars. In fact, they were really beggars and had been wandering around the city.

The supply of goods was cut off in the last days, and these refugee-like guys were all dressed in rags before they were organized. Many people even had no clothes at all, and their nutritional status was even worse.

"Go to the village with a bucket to get some water, let's take a shower and change clothes." Semet's simple order made the hundreds of Mexican villagers under him cry with excitement.

The end of the world for more than two years is too tormenting. Many people died not of starvation and freezing, but of despair. Thinking about the inhuman life I have experienced in the past, any ordinary person has a stomach full of bitterness.

Buckets of water were brought over, and more than a hundred men stripped off their clothes and directly washed their dirty bodies with soap. Each of them is weak in limbs,

The ribs are exposed, and the leanness makes people cry when they look at it.

The dirt on their bodies was turning into streams of black water, and many people were crying while washing. In the end, everyone including Semet couldn't help crying. The tattered clothes were thrown aside and lit into a bonfire. The flames ignited and made people laugh happily.

The tattered clothes turned into flying ashes, like bad luck leaving the body and dispersing with the wind.

As soon as Semet stretched out his hand, an electronic watch showed the time. He yelled, "Okay, cooking class, make lunch right away. Others start cleaning up the village, we're going to live here tonight."

After taking a bath, the spirits of these survivors of the Nongken Company were refreshed. Although they are still emaciated, the aura of carrying shovels and hoes can be called majestic and high-spirited.

The village is deserted and deserted. Most of the simple houses are dilapidated, and even if they are not dilapidated, they must be dirty and messy. Walking into the village is like walking into a mass grave. There is a corpse hidden in the weeds all over the place, and bits and pieces of broken furniture are scattered among them.

More than a hundred people started working, burying what should be buried, burning what should be burned, repairing what should be repaired, and mending what should be mended. Due to physical problems, the cleaning progress was not fast, and some people even stopped to rest from time to time. It's just that the labor scene is in full swing, and everyone is full of expectations for the future life.

"This will be our home in the future, and the legion will give us enough food. We must work hard to repay the honorable legion commander."

"Without the Legion, we are nothing. We will die like the dry bones in the weeds, worthless. Everything we have is given by the Legion, so we must defend our home, our current life, and the Legion to the death. .”

During the cleaning work, Semet was also responsible for the ideological education of the company. The short training for grassroots cadres he received put a lot of emphasis on 'loyalty education', requiring grassroots staff to be of the same mind and to be united as one. And for those who have just been rescued, the present life is already worthy of their gratitude.

Lunch is bread made from aged grains. The cooking class is not very good at cooking. The taste of the baked bread is average, but no one dislikes it. Canned lunch meat is very popular, even though it's decades old.

During lunch time, Semet, the village chief, turned on the radio that the team brought with him. The Legion has currently opened several radio channels, trying to use simple entertainment to appease the hearts of the bottom of the society as much as possible. For the bottom of society, their life in the past was too hard.

On radio, Usserman remains the most popular host. With better broadcasting equipment, she no longer sings, but broadcasts the day's news in a relaxed tone. The content of the news is basically to learn CCAV - the leaders are very busy, we are very happy, and foreign countries are very bad.

Long-term publicity combined with actual improvement, no one doubts the point of view on the radio. Seeing his subordinates listening intently to Usserman reading the press release, Semet, who was also eating lunch with his rice bowl in his hands, laughed cheerfully——in his opinion, all this is so harmonious.

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