After the words fell, the entire base suddenly became quiet, and everyone was waiting for Luo Jingzhong's next words.
The first-level combat readiness during this period has greatly exercised the endurance of ordinary people. In other words, the end of the world is already the fastest situation. How much worse can it be?
Living in this era, my mentality has far surpassed my previous self.
Looking at the surveillance screen, Luo Jingzhong couldn't help but nodded secretly, and then continued to speak.
"If this flood is allowed to rage into the East Third Base, the unfinished underground city will turn into a huge artificial lake."
"This is related to whether 100 million people can safely move into the underground city, so after the meeting it was decided that we will complete the main structure of the entire underground city within three days."
"Only in this way can we save the entire underground city from the flood and give 100 million Chinese people a place to live in the apocalypse."
Luo Jingzhong's words were very simple and made everyone understand the seriousness of the matter. However, many people felt a little dizzy when they thought about the unfinished area.
At present, the unfinished parts of the main structure of the East Third Base include: the capping of 17 areas, the load-bearing columns of 18 areas, and the super elevator to and from the ground.
Originally, these works were to be gradually completed in the next thirty days, but now this time has been forcibly shortened ten times.
Luo Jingzhong took a deep breath and began to look at the construction drawings in his hands and issue orders.
"Now, the East A construction team is responsible for the capping work of area 4 and the load-bearing columns in this area, and the logistics team 1 provides resources."
"The East B Construction Group is responsible for the capping work of Area 5 and the load-bearing columns in this area, and the Second Logistics Team provides resources."
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"The Saibei Sixteenth Construction Team seconded is responsible for the super elevator, with resources provided by the Seventh Special Needs Team."
After assigning all the tasks, Luo Jingzhong waited until the person in charge knew the area he was responsible for before continuing to speak.
"Everyone, we have to work hard these three days. Even if we fail in the end, we must let this thief know that China will not give up easily!"
The last sentence of encouragement ended and the radio was turned off. Luo Jingzhong sat on the helicopter waiting to arrive at his destination.
The entire Dongsan Base was moved by this bad news. The person in charge counted the names of all the people under his command, and then began to assign tasks.
There are close to thirty construction teams under a construction team, and there are at least twenty people in a team.
Huge teams entered the underground city one after another in the temporary elevator, and countless resources began to be transported along with the freight channels.
The alloys produced by all factories across the country at this moment are directly pulled onto transport planes and shipped to Dongsan.
Zhang Bei looked at the picture in the Xuanguang Mirror, and a smile appeared on his lips. The miracles that humans have tried their best to create are always worth looking forward to.
This time, he was also ready to take action. If the last rush march was a test of people's willpower, then this time it was a test of teamwork.
Looking away from the Dongsan Base, Zhang Bei set his sights on the Weir Base of the Ula Empire.
The base that suffered the flood this time is also on the list, and compared to China's underground city, the scale here is also not small.
The entire underground city accommodates a population of 12 million, but their progress is much slower than that of the East Third Base.
After the video was released, after a short discussion, the Ula Construction Department also made the same choice as Huaxia: Complete the underground city in three days!
There is no way, the possibility of stopping the flood is too low, there is no way to completely stop it.
Although mankind's ultimate weapon can effectively stop floods, it cannot be released at the doorstep of one's own home. After all, they will eventually return to the ground in the future.
The progress is somewhat behind China's, but the good news is that their dungeons are much smaller, and the pressure can only be said to be only half as high as China's.
Watching the large number of Mao Xiong's transport planes rise and fall, Zhang Bei nodded with satisfaction.
This time he was also ready to take action and was observing the situation of these disaster-stricken bases at any time.
If any base fails to complete the construction of the main structure before the flood arrives, he will help divert the flood.
Although the light of miracle is important, it is insignificant compared to the hope of countless people living.
What he wants to do is a savior and a special commissioner of the Human Fire Association, not a slave of points and the light of miracles.
From the day Zhang Bei figured out the fundamental definition of the savior, he became very clear about one thing.
One must not equate a person's life with points. Once he does so, it means that he has lost his most important humanity.
The most fundamental reason why machines cannot become humans is that they cannot understand the glory of human nature.
Time is like the sung sun. How many people once praised it, but now how many people criticize it.
In the blink of an eye, there were only thirty-one hours left before the arrival of the flood, and the construction in Dongsan Underground City also seized all available time.
Area 7, East D Construction Group, all members of Team 6 were eating on a platform 21 meters above the ground.
The captain looked at the young man beside him and couldn't help but help him put on his helmet.
"Xiaodong, find a place to sleep for a while. You haven't slept for forty hours."
"I'm still young, I can hold on!"
Before the disaster, Xiaodong was just a college student who liked to go to Internet cafes. He even tried to find a way to plead with his teacher because he failed too many subjects.
After the disaster, as a college student, he originally had the opportunity to take some relatively easy positions in logistics, but in the end he came to Dongsan Base as an ordinary worker without hesitation.
"This is not playing games in an Internet cafe. If you continue like this, you won't be able to hold on."
Xiaodong stuffed the last bite of broccoli, which he once disliked the most, into his mouth: "It's the same, playing games won't be any easier!"
Listening to the conversation between the two, a worker sitting nearby also raised his head.
"Captain, please stop trying to persuade me. Xiaodong can't go back."
Looking at those young and determined eyes, the captain moved his lips and finally sighed.
"well……"
After a moment of silence, the captain finally asked.
"Can I know the reason? I remember that your file is a college student. According to the original assignment, it should be on the logistics side, right?"
Xiaodong glanced towards the south, and then spoke slowly.
"My mother used to work in Magic City. On the day of the evacuation, she was carried all the way to Hangzhou by two migrant workers from the Northeast. She thought that the dungeons were allocated according to household registration. If I help more, the two elder brothers can also do it. Move in early.”
