Chapter 1664 Tons of Food Arrive

Sun Dali climbed up to the roof of the car in twos and twos and snatched the telescope from Xiao Li's hand.

Look north quickly.

If you run your own transportation outside, you will have more points and more freedom.

But, there is something wrong with it.

That means strangers and zombies may appear at any time.

Encountering a small group of ordinary zombies is nothing, but I am afraid of encountering mutant zombies and unfamiliar forces whose ins and outs are unknown.

People today are different from before, they can do anything.

He held the binoculars and saw an extremely large convoy heading towards them on the G4 highway to the north.

A heavy truck, accompanied by motorcycle escorts with sidecars.

He looked intently at one of the front armored vehicles and saw a flag hanging on it.

The flag has the logo of a large tree.

After seeing this sign, he was relieved.

A false alarm.

What did you think?

This is the transportation force of their oil city.

Although I don’t know where they came from or what they have in the car.

But Sun Dali, who has been involved in the trading market for a long time, is somewhat aware of the existence of the transportation brigade.

Almost every week, the transportation team will come to the trading market.

Come over with a massive amount of supplies, and then take away the oil from the oil city.

Looking at the stuttering man next to him, Sun Dali said angrily:

"Go down, what's all the fuss about!"

"Brother, what's going on?" the people below asked.

One by one, they picked up weapons such as spears and machetes placed on the river bed, looking nervous and ready to fight at any time.

They are not afraid of fighting, but they are afraid of not knowing what is going on.

If a large number of zombies appear, don't say anything, just get in the car and run away.

If an unfamiliar team appears and seems better than them, just run away.

But if there are only a few zombies, then it's done.

Sun Dali looked at everyone and replied:

"It's nothing. Oil City's transportation brigade is our own."

call--

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, put down their weapons, and continued to sit on the ground and eat cakes.

Sun Dali asked Xiao Li to return to the car and continue to watch, and removed the stutter.

He stuttered and felt a little guilty. He walked up to Sun Dali and said stutteringly: "Brother Lilili, I'm not. Is it? Yes, no, no, no, it's not intentional."

Sun Dali, who originally wanted to scold him, saw him like this and was not in the mood to scold him again.

Stuttering knew him before the end of the world, and they were friends since childhood.

When I was a child, I had a high fever, which caused me to stutter and have IQ problems. I am a little mentally retarded, but not stupid.

On the contrary, when the apocalypse first broke out, he was trapped in a car. If he hadn't stuttered and risked his life, he would have foolishly run over to save himself.

It is estimated that Sun Dali will not survive until now.

Therefore, Sun Dali took him with him wherever he went. Even after forming a team, he never thought of giving up on stuttering.

"It's okay. Stop being a sentry later and continue shoveling sand." Sun Dali slowed down his tone and said to the stutter as gently as possible.

At the same time, he patted the stuttering shoulder with his hand.

He stuttered and said with red eyes:

"I, I, I, I, I'm so stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, are you going to lose it?"

When Sun Dali heard this, he felt a little guilty. He had been too cruel to him just now.

The key is that I clearly know that the stutterer will stutter, but I still let him stand guard. It is mainly my own problem.

So he said solemnly:

"Don't worry, Brother Li will take you and he won't let you go!"

"Really, really, really?"

"Really, hurry up and eat the pie."

"good."

Stuttering was holding a multigrain pancake and a blue kettle, sitting next to him like a child, eating the multigrain pancake bit by bit.

Stuttering always likes to be next to him. He wants to eat close to him. Even in the bed in the trading market, he wants to sleep opposite him.

He seemed to be regarded as the most important person.

Seeing the stuttering, Sun Dali took a deep breath.

I thought to myself: Stuttering, as long as I have something to eat, there will definitely be something for you to eat!

The team he formed was filled with people who joined one after another, but the one that reassured him the most was Stuttering, who would never betray him and would always be thinking about him.

With such a brother, decades of friendship, I may be a little silly, but I am really kind to him without any reservation.

Boom boom boom boom——

The ground shook slightly, and the tires crushed the highway surface.

Wuwuwu——

The drone flew over them, hovered for a few seconds, and then quickly flew away again.

Sizzling——

Wang Chunqi picked up the walkie-talkie and said:

"There is a small force under the river on the left side ahead. It should be a team of survivors doing transportation tasks at the trading bazaar. Ignore it and keep driving at normal speed."

"Concubine, please go and take a look." Zuo Ruxue picked up the walkie-talkie and explained.

The imperial concubine who was driving a sidecar motorcycle was wearing a headset. After hearing Zuo Ruxue's words, she replied:

"receive."

She was driving a motorcycle with a sidecar, followed by a motorcycle.

accelerate.

Arriving at the bridge before the convoy.

Crunch——

She hit the brakes and got off the sidecar.

I took off my yellow sunglasses.

Carrying an automatic rifle, he walked to the bridge and looked at Sun Dali and others under the bridge.

The set of movements was smooth and flowing, and she looked very heroic.

In addition, she was wearing a black combat uniform. Even though her graceful figure was restrained by the combat uniform, her good figure could still be seen.

The combat uniform had protective shells at the knees, shoulders, and elbows.

When the imperial concubine arrived at the bridge, Sun Dali and others stopped to eat, and stood up to look at the imperial concubine and others.

"Trading market?" The imperial concubine asked them.

"Yes. We are here to transport sand and gravel." Sun Dali quickly replied.

"What's the team number?" the imperial concubine asked.

"1390."

"Leader, register your name."

"Sun Dali."

The imperial concubine tilted her head, pressed the intercom on her shoulder, and told Zuo Ruxue the number and name.

Zuo Ruxue said, "Well, wait a minute, I'll contact Oil City and let them check if what they said is right."

There are fixed operators in Oil City, Dazhangshu Headquarters Base, and the North, and there are more than one.

These operators receive messages from teams on missions outside and other bases around the clock.

Two minutes later, Zuo Ruxue found Team 1390 through the computer files of Oil City, and the leader of this team is Sun Dali.

"The verification is accurate, there should be no problem." Zuo Ruxue informed the imperial concubine.

"Received."

The imperial concubine looked at the convoy passing by and did not leave for the time being.

As the escort personnel of the escort transport brigade, they must ensure the safety of the convoy.

Even if the group of people are verified to be members of the trading market, they cannot be taken lightly.

The convoy is loaded with thousands of tons of grain, which is of great importance.

The imperial concubine waited until the last car in the convoy left before she put on her sunglasses and walked to the sidecar motorcycle.

She said to the woman who had been sitting on the sidecar next to her:

"Ding dong, let's go."

Boom boom boom --

Start the motorcycle and leave the bridge with a bang.

The two team members behind her also got on the motorcycle and followed behind.

After seeing the imperial concubine and others leave, Sun Dali and others dared to breathe heavily.

The pressure brought to them by this transport brigade is too great.

Each of them is extremely oppressive, their eyes are like knives, staring at their every move.

Sun Dali looked at the back of the convoy in the distance, clapped his hands and shouted to everyone:

"Don't look at it, five minutes, five minutes to finish eating, and continue working!"

Being delayed like this, they wasted more than ten minutes.

It is almost half past twelve now, and they must rush back to the trading market before 4:30 in the afternoon.

It takes about an hour to return to the trading market from here.

There are only three hours left for them to load sand, but now not a single truck is full of sand.

Hearing Sun Dali's words, everyone hurried to eat the cake, one bite of cake and one sip of water.

Eat in big mouthfuls.

However, this multi-grain cake is too dry, so you have to hold it in your mouth and then take a sip of water before you can swallow it.

Sun Dali put on his coat, the weather is getting colder and colder.

In just a short while, you will feel cold if you don't work and rest.

Not knowing what would happen next, he looked up at the accumulated clouds in the sky, and worries rose in his heart.

One hour later.

A convoy drove in outside the trading market.

The workers on the buffer city wall construction site were attracted by the convoy and looked up.

The transport team entered the trading market through a special channel.

There was no need to queue.

Half an hour later, Xiao Hu, Zuo Ruxue and others entered the oil city.

Under the leadership of Zhong Chuchu, they drove the convoy to the granary of the oil city.

The area of ​​the oil city is limited, only a few hundred acres.

There are also living buildings for combat personnel, helicopter pads, parking lots and other places.

A large amount of supplies must be stored, and the space is actually a bit cramped.

Therefore, in the oil city, generally only some more important supplies and strategic supplies are stored.

For example: oil, food, weapons.

As for some other materials collected outside, they are all stored in the factory buildings in the transportation storage area of ​​the southern district.

Boom boom——

Zhong Chuchu pressed the door of the underground storage room, and the two large black iron doors slowly moved to both sides.

Thanks to the order that Li Yu had given a long time ago to dig an underground shelter.

So there are many underground spaces in the oil city.

When the underground defense was dug, the worst plan was made. Even if the wall of the oil city was captured by zombies, the team stationed in the oil city could hide in the underground space.

Today, there are more and more troops stationed in the oil city.

The walls are getting higher and higher. There is a trading market outside the oil city, and even a buffer city outside the trading market.

And the mobile gate knife has been installed, which has extremely high security.

The underground defense that was dug at the beginning has lost its original meaning at this time.

However, the huge underground space is an excellent place to store supplies.

And it is more suitable to store food underground, and it is safer and does not occupy the ground space.

After Zhong Chuchu opened the underground warehouse, she walked aside and picked up the intercom to contact Zuo Ruxue.

"Captain Zuo, Warehouse No. 3 can only hold a few hundred tons of food."

"The rest of the food should be stored in Warehouse No. 4?"

After hearing what she said, Zuo Ruxue got out of the car.

"Okay."

Then she personally directed the convoy to determine which cars would follow them down to Warehouse No. 3.

Xiao Hu poked his head out of the car and said:

"Oh, it's not that complicated. I'll bring these ten cars over, and you can follow Zhong Chuchu with the rest."

"Okay." Zuo Ruxue nodded and walked to the back.

Xiao Hu drove ten heavy trucks loaded with grain into the underground warehouse.

Behind the vehicle, there were dozens of temporarily captured combatants who helped carry food and get off the vehicle.

Liu Jinglue also returned to Oil City from Wengcheng.

He has two identities in Oil City. One is the important material management manager of Oil City, and the other is the general person in charge of Wengcheng.

Although Zhong Chuchu is responsible for the internal affairs of the oil city, Liu Jinglue still takes the lead when it comes to the deployment of supplies such as food and weapons.

Liu Jinglue led internal affairs personnel and combat personnel into Warehouse No. 3.

He picked up the walkie-talkie and contacted Zhong Chuchu:

"Sister Zhong, over at Warehouse No. 4, you count them first. I will come over to Warehouse No. 3 after I finish counting them."

"Okay." Zhong Chuchu replied after receiving the news from Liu Jinglue.

Liu Jinglue watched the heavy trucks coming in, and he stood in an open space next to them.

He said to an internal affairs staff member next to him:

"Laifu, get me a table."

"Okay, Captain Liu"

Crunch——

A heavy truck stopped.

Xiao Hu and other transport personnel untied the rope from the outer layer of the tarp, and then lifted the tarp.

The heavy truck compartment was opened.

Liu Jinglue walked over and saw a load of sweet potatoes piled inside the heavy truck.

These sweet potatoes were packed in snakeskin bags, one bag after another, piled up into a hill.

"Team Liu, these cars have all passed the weighbridge at the trading market. I asked them to move them directly?" Xiao Hu said to Liu Jinglue behind him.

"OK."

Xiao Hu looked at the leader of the people who came to help carry the combatants.

He smiled and said, "Lao Meng, let's get started."

Lao Meng waved his hand, and the combatants behind him came over pushing a trolley.

Two people carried it down on the cart, two people received it below, and others pushed the cart full of sweet potatoes to the rack in the back and stacked the bags on top.

The warehouse is large and the sweet potatoes are packed in bags and stacked in layers on trusses up to seven meters high.

Seeing so much food gives people a sense of security.

Liu Jinglue walked over, randomly selected two bags, opened the bags and inspected the sweet potatoes inside.

Although he had just checked it in Wengcheng, he was worried and wanted to check more.

After all, food is related to the lives of hundreds of thousands of people in the oil city and trading bazaar.

Because there were only ten trucks, and with the help of dozens of porters, the unloading was completed in an hour.

Of these ten vehicles, one vehicle contains 30 tons of grain, and ten vehicles contain 300 tons.

Their fleet has a total of 150 heavy trucks like this that can carry grain, which can carry 4,500 tons of grain at a time.

There are more than 200 vehicles in the fleet, including not only heavy trucks, but

It also includes some oil tankers, armored vehicles and other convoy vehicles, etc.

It has the ability to transport a variety of materials, not only food, but also fuel and other things.

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