Chapter 1597 Promotion!

Zizizizi——

In the fir forest, the huge noise of the chainsaw attracted several zombies.

Zhang Rufeng looked at Guitou behind him, and Guitou and his men walked over with spears.

Swish!

Puff!

Guitou pulled the spear out of the zombie's head, and the zombie fell to the ground.

Zhang Rufeng sat on the front of the car. After seeing the zombies being dealt with, he put his hands behind his head and fell on the front of the car to rest.

Suddenly a head stuck out of the car.

"Captain, there is news from the Oil City, asking when our team can go back today?"

"What's the matter?" Zhang Rufeng looked at the sunlight in the gaps between the leaves and asked lightly.

"Level 3 personnel are promoted to Level 2 outer city personnel, and our team is included. The promotion ceremony will be held at 6 pm today at the South District Square of the Trading Market!" Xiao Adong got off the car and said excitedly.

"What?"

Zhang Rufeng suddenly got up and sat up, then jumped off the front of the car and walked quickly into the car.

Picked up the radio headset

A few minutes later, he came out with a ruddy face, as if he had taken some tonic medicine.

"Brothers, I have good news for you!"

Zhong Chuchu was in the oil city, using the radio to contact everyone one by one.

It took more than an hour for her to notify all the promoted personnel. Except for those who are still in the headquarters base, everyone else can arrive at the trading market in the evening.

As time passed, the promotion ceremony platform in the square of the southern area of ​​the trading market was gradually built.

And the news about the promotion of level 3 personnel has slowly spread to more people.

Four thirty in the afternoon.

Dongfeng, who rushed back all the way, met with Lao Luo as soon as possible.

"Director Luo, the main parts on this car are anti-aircraft close combat guns and parts disassembled from the main gun. Each part has been marked for assembly. The weapons expert reminds not to move them for the time being. The subsequent assembly should be based on these marks.

There are also some wires and cables that can be used after being disassembled from the destroyer."

Dongfeng reported to Lao Luo about the things transported on this trip.

"Well, OK."

Lao Luo looked at the convoy behind him. The huge barrel of the close-in defense gun on the car was dragged longer than a truck.

Looking at the person in charge of the material management office of the trading market:

"Liu Long, you take out a separate warehouse to store these things. When the weapons experts come back from Tongshi, let them guide the assembly."

The close-in defense guns here can still be used. When the time comes, they will be assembled to serve as city defense guns, which will be amazingly powerful.

However, the consumption of this close-in defense gun is huge. Once the shells are turned on, the consumption is like water.

Liu Long looks quite strong and nodded:

"Okay, Captain Dongfeng, drive the car to the transportation and storage area in the south area."

Under Lao Luo's gaze, Dongfeng and Liu Long led the convoy from the gate of the oil city to the south area of ​​the trading market.

The space in the oil city is limited, and a large amount of food and ammunition are stored in it.

So, these things can only be temporarily placed in the storage area of ​​the south area of ​​the trading market.

The main function of the south area of ​​the trading market is transportation and storage.

When the survivors entered the city, the dangerous items, firearms, ammunition, cold weapons and the like that they handed in were all stored here.

Because a large number of firearms and cold weapons and other items are sealed, there are guards watching here 24 hours a day.

The convoy passed through the trading market, and the survivors passing by saw the huge close-in defense gun on the semi-trailer and exclaimed.

"Damn, where did they get it again? Such a big gun barrel!"

"Destroyer close-in defense gun 1130, amazing firing rate! It looks like it was removed from a destroyer."

"Too powerful, but can the things on this destroyer be removed and used?"

"Yes."

"Awesome, it's safer to stay in the trading market."

Some cables and wires were covered by tarpaulins, but the main parts of the close-in defense gun were too large, so the gun barrel was inevitably exposed.

These survivors in the trading market gathered in groups of three or five, pointing at the convoy and exclaiming from time to time.

At 4:50 in the evening.

Zhang Rufeng, He Feng and others returned from their mission outside.

"Brother Wen, I unloaded these woods over there." Zhang Rufeng pointed to an open space on the right and said to Wen Biao.

Wen Biao is the person in charge of the wood products factory. All the wooden furniture in the trading market is made from this factory.

Seeing Zhang Rufeng, Wen Biao teased:

"I heard that your group will be promoted to outer city personnel. Congratulations."

Zhang Rufeng scratched his head and said with a smile:

"This is all thanks to you, Brother Wen."

"Hey, don't talk about me. Your promotion to level 2 outer city personnel has nothing to do with me. It's all the decision of the minister and others." Wen Biao waved his hand and said.

Although he said so, he was actually one of the people who assessed Zhang Rufeng.

He filled in the evaluation and rating of Zhang Rufeng.

Recently, because Zhang Rufeng was responsible for logging outside, and he was the person in charge of the wood products factory, he communicated more with Zhang Rufeng.

He found that Zhang Rufeng was quite reliable. He could transport the wood in on time every day and never missed the time.

Although he was usually smooth-talking, after getting to know him, I found that his recognition of the camphor tree base was a bit absurd.

What he didn't know was that Zhang Rufeng's family was destroyed by the Western Alliance, and the camphor tree destroyed the Western Alliance, which was equivalent to helping him avenge his family invisibly.

Because Zhang Rufeng and his team will attend the promotion ceremony in an hour.

So Wenlong specially asked someone to help them unload the wood from the truck.

The wood that originally took half an hour to unload was unloaded in more than ten minutes with the help of Wen Biao and his team.

"Brother Wen, thank you." Zhang Rufeng jumped off the forklift and said to Wen Biao.

Wen Biao smiled and said, "It's a small matter. Go take a shower quickly. The promotion ceremony will be held in an hour. It's not good for you to run there with a sweaty body."

"Okay."

Zhang Rufeng shouted and led his men to the Oil City.

Arriving at the Oil City accommodation building, Zhang Rufeng took the soap towel and a washbasin to the shower room.

It has not rained for three consecutive months recently, and there are also restrictions on their water use.

According to the treatment of non-staff personnel, they were originally able to take a shower eight times a month,

but now they can only take a shower four times a month.

This is equivalent to only taking a shower once a week.

If it does not rain continuously, the frequency may drop to a lower level later.

When they were promoted to Level 2 Outer City Personnel, they could take showers as often as before.

When they came to the shower room, Zhang Rufeng took off his sweaty and smelly clothes, turned on the shower head, and wet his body.

He scrubbed his whole body with soap, and then rubbed the sweat and dirt on his body with a towel.

The temperature outside was above 35 degrees, and they were wearing the uniforms of the Civil Armed Forces Department, which was a bit stuffy.

After scrubbing, he turned on the shower head and let the water wash his body from head to toe.

Two minutes later, the water from the shower head stopped.

Now there is a shortage of water, so the shower head can only spray water for three minutes. You must wash within three minutes, otherwise there is no way.

For men like them, three minutes is enough.

He walked out with wet hair, used a hair dryer to dry his hair, and changed into a set of clean clothes.

After taking a shower, I felt that my whole body was transparent and I felt a lot more relaxed.

Originally, Zhang Rufeng was a little handsome, and he was refreshed after taking a shower.

It was five-thirty, and the sun was setting.

The temperature had also dropped a lot.

Zhang Rufeng came to the South District Square with light steps, blowing the gentle breeze.

At this time, the South District Square was already full of people.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the radio broadcast the news about the promotion of the third-level personnel, and many survivors who stayed in the trading market heard it.

Some people who had finished work came here to join in the fun.

Some were survivors who had returned from searching for supplies outside.

"The third-level personnel were promoted, so after the promotion, they would be second-level personnel, right?"

"Tsk tsk, it's amazing, I heard that there are quite a few people promoted this time!"

"Envy, I can only say."

Listening to the envy and exclamation from the surroundings, Zhang Rufeng squeezed in front of the ceremony platform.

There were no seats or stools here, and everyone was standing.

After coming to the front, Zhang Rufeng saw some familiar faces.

"Dongfeng! Hey, when did you come back?"

"Just came back at four in the afternoon." Dongfeng replied lightly.

"Is everything over in Tongshi finished?" Zhang Rufeng asked curiously.

Dongfang shook his head, "No, I have to go there tomorrow. There are too many things to transport in one trip."

Zhang Rufeng was about to speak when he saw Guifei chatting with Zhong Chuchu over there.

"Guifei!" Zhang Rufeng waved his hand vigorously.

Guifei heard someone calling her, looked up and saw that it was Zhang Rufeng, and nodded slightly in response.

She was not very familiar with this Zhang Rufeng. Although they met often at the headquarters base, they basically didn't chat.

But Zhang Rufeng took the initiative to greet her, so it would be inappropriate not to respond.

Beside Zhong Chuchu, Guifei, Jiuge, Shen Xiaoxiao and others gathered together. They were all rescued from the motorcycle gang by Li Yu and others.

Only Dai Jiusheng stood there quietly, and he himself didn't like to talk much.

He personally didn't like this kind of crowded scene.

Zhang Rufeng ran around the venue and greeted all the promoted personnel.

Some people responded enthusiastically, while others responded indifferently.

Five fifty.

There were crowds of people around the venue.

Zhong Chuchu had no time to chat with Guifei and the others, and she and Lao Huang were busy maintaining order in the venue.

At this time, several cars drove out of the Oil City.

The crowd of survivors quickly made way.

"A big leader is coming."

"I wonder which big leader it is? The biggest leader of the trading market now seems to be Director Luo, right?"

"What? Minister Li."

"No, I remember it was City Lord Li, but I haven't seen City Lord Li for a long time. I don't know if City Lord Li is still in Oil City."

"For such a big thing, City Lord Li should show up."

The surrendered Southern Paradise staff, Chen Er, Wu Li, Wu Xing, Zhang Tianfu and others looked at Guifei and others in front of them in the crowd.

Unlike Wu Li and others, Chen Er's eyes were always focused on Guifei.

He liked Guifei.

But the fallen flowers were willing to follow the flowing water, and the flowing water was ruthless to the fallen flowers.

He had expressed his love for the imperial concubine when she was in Oil City.

But the imperial concubine ignored him, and later she went to the North Territory and they never contacted each other again.

He also gave up the idea.

With the imperial concubine joining the transport brigade, he was happy for a long time when he returned to the oil city from the north last time.

But now.

The imperial concubine is about to be promoted to a level 2 staff member, while he is only a level 3 staff member.

The difference in status makes him a little autistic.

In the entire camphor tree base, people of different levels can freely fall in love.

For example, Zhou Weiguo, a member of the inner city at the time, was with Shen Xiaoxiao, who was still a non-staff member.

Including the current trading market, some level 2 personnel are looking for partners among level 3 non-staff members or level 4 personnel, and it is easy to find them.

So most of the level 2 personnel who were unwilling to return to the headquarters base last time found their partners in the oil city and the trading market.

Chen Er looked at the imperial concubine in front of him with a smile, and secretly made up his mind, I must become a level 2 staff member, stand at the same level as you, and chase you again with dignity!

But what he didn't know was that this pursuit was just meaningless.

Creak--

Several cars stopped next to the ceremony platform.

The first person to get off the car was Luo Sanchang, the director of the Operations Department.

Then came Ju Tianrui, the director of the Civil Armed Forces Department.

The last person to come out was the current biggest leader of Oil City, the absolute power figure of the Dazhangshu Base, Li Hongqian, the head of the military department of the Dazhangshu Base!

Uncle San got off the car with a smile on his face. Today is a good day.

The development speed of Oil City and the trading market is too amazing. Unlike the conservative development of the headquarters base, this side adopts a liberalized market economy.

In addition, Oil City itself is in the Central Plains, and there are a large number of survivors around.

The huge population has driven the rapid development of the trading market.

"Minister Li is out! Don't talk!" Dongfeng said to Tietou and others behind him.

"Quiet!" Zhang Rufeng also signaled Zhou Zhisheng and others.

The noise in the whole venue gradually became smaller after Uncle San came out.

Until it was quiet at last.

Uncle San was followed by Lao Luo and Ju Tianrui.

The three of them are the current senior leaders of Oil City.

Seeing Minister Li coming, Zhong Chuchu hurried over and handed the speech she had written to Uncle San.

Uncle San took it with a smile. He had read it before, but he felt it was not suitable, so he asked Zhong Chuchu to revise it.

He did not have time to read the revised one.

Uncle San, Lao Luo and Ju Tianrui came to the front of the ceremony platform.

The ceremony platform was even laid with a red carpet, and there were seven or eight lights around it, just like daylight.

The whole scene was a bit like the opening ceremony of a film festival.

The doomsday version of the opening ceremony of the film festival was mainly rough in style.

Uncle San stood behind a podium made of an oil barrel, and a microphone was placed on the oil barrel.

There was also a piece of paper on the surface of the oil barrel: podium.

"Hello, hello, hello——"

Uncle San stood behind the podium, patted the speaker, and tested the microphone.

His voice echoed throughout the trading market, and the microphone was connected to the broadcast of the entire trading market.

It can be heard not only in the venue, but also in the accommodation building and even in the prison in the North District.

After testing the microphone, Uncle San looked at Dongfeng, Dai Jiusheng and other people who were about to be promoted standing in a row on the right.

He opened the speech in his hand, glanced up and down, and still felt that it was too long-winded.

So he put the speech on the podium.

"Our Oil City was founded four years ago. The idea is to create a safe shelter to provide shelter for the survivors."

"Along the way, our Oil City has gradually formed such a scale, built a tall wall, and built a trading market. In this process, countless people have worked hard for it."

"Some people died on the wall in order to resist zombies, some people were exposed to the wilderness outside to search for supplies, and some people died in battles with the enemy."

"Half a year ago, a thunderstorm disaster broke out. We survived it. We survived natural disasters again and again. In the face of various setbacks and hardships, we are strong."

"Everyone's efforts are rewarded. There is only one center in Oil City: the more people contribute, the more you get!"

"The people on my right have reached the standard for contribution points. After passing the assessment, it is decided to promote them. From now on, they will be our Level 2 personnel in Oil City and enjoy the welfare benefits of Level 2 personnel!"

"Congratulations to them!"

As soon as the voice fell.

Clap!

Zhang Rufeng was the first to applaud, and then others reacted.

The applause was thunderous.

(asking for monthly ticket)