Commander He, the Qinghe Iron Mine is national property, not local, and the daily mining volume is limited. You are now blindly mining regardless of it, which has seriously damaged the interests of the country. On behalf of the Central Military Commission, I hope you will immediately Stop mining Qinghe iron ore. "Wen Qing from the Xitang Military Region Headquarters said righteously to He Zengyuan, the top commander of the Xitang Military Region who was sitting in his seat.
"Staff Officer Wen, if the Central Military Headquarters can transport me enough food, I will stop mining iron ore immediately, but the Central Military Headquarters' answer is no, let us find a way ourselves. Our Xitang Province has the smallest granary in the country and is densely populated. There are either mines or oil fields around, and there is no arable land. Look at how hungry our survivors are. If we didn't still have iron ore to mine, they would have no way to survive." He Zengyuan said full of resentment.
"Commander He, do you think I don't understand the situation? No matter how small the Xitang granary is, it can still consume the entire province's population for half a year to a year. Excluding the population lost in the early stages of this turmoil, it stands to reason that you will not be able to survive until next autumn harvest. At that time, the Central Military Headquarters can coordinate food support from other provinces and cities to Xitang. How could there be such a dilemma as you mentioned?" Wen Qingming's tone was full of doubts.
"In the early days of the turmoil, there was a loss of population, so wouldn't there be a loss of granaries? Our largest granary in Xitang was burned to the ground by a large fire-breathing monster. Tens of thousands of people witnessed it with their own eyes. Hundreds of soldiers died in that battle... "He Zengyuan's voice was sour as he spoke, his eye circles were red, and he couldn't go on.
"Aren't all granaries made preparations for fire prevention, insect prevention, and rat prevention?" Wen Qingming asked without confidence.
"Can those preparations withstand a monster's foot?" He Zengyuan sneered and said, "Many people saw the situation at that time. If you don't believe it, just go and ask!"
"Commander He, please forgive me. The burning of the granary is not a trivial matter. Wen must investigate the situation realistically." Wen Qing said clearly, neither humble nor overbearing.
"Commander He, even if Xitang is in trouble, is the price of your weapons too low? Iron ore is a non-renewable resource, no matter how abundant it is now, this mining method will not last for many years. We We have to think about the future." Wen Qing obviously felt sorry for the country. If someone brought dozens of tons of grain at this price, wouldn't they have to take away several truckloads of weapons? This is the country’s mine! If it is sold at such a low price, the country's interests will be lost.
He Zengyuan sneered at Wen Qingming's statement. When did this happen? I don’t know if I can pass this hurdle right now, so what should I consider in the future? If there were no materials exchanged for these low-priced cold weapons, and the government could not provide relief food, why would the desperate survivors rebel? No matter what the outcome is, it will be due to their local incompetence.
"He knows what Chief of Staff Wen is worried about. Chief of Staff, rest assured that the transaction price in the safe zone is indeed low, but this price has a quantity limit, and it is definitely not this price for large quantities. We have previously traded with Taijing officials The price is also much higher than this price. This price is mainly to take care of the survivors who are struggling to make a living. The price is high and the survivors cannot afford it. Furthermore, after all, these weapons are produced on an assembly line and have a limited service life. After they are damaged, The recycling price is also extremely low. The recycled materials can be remade into new weapons, and the losses are not very large." They are all mature with age. He Zengyuan knows what Wen Qingming is worried about?
"And it is said that steel is used on the blade. We have strict weapons control in our country. There are no weapons in the hands of the people. How can we fight against monsters? Now we mine iron ore to make weapons. In a small way, it can alleviate the food crisis in our Xitang Safety Zone. On a larger level, it is also to deal with the racial crisis. The number of arms and firearms is limited, and they are only for use by the military. Ordinary people are not skilled in using them, so they cannot be allowed to kill monsters with their bare hands, right?" He Zengyuan said in a gentle tone.
Wen Qingming sighed secretly in his heart. Although he inspected local areas on behalf of the central government, he could only give advice when encountering such a thing. Even if he passed the news to the central government now, he might not be able to make a stopgap measure like the Xitang Safety Zone. There is no way to blame. Who told Xitang that when they asked for help, the Central Military Headquarters asked them to find a solution on their own?
After resting all night in the Xitang Safety Zone, Rong Xianxian announced early the next morning that he would be free to move around on this day, whether it was resting, eating, or shopping. Everyone except Rong Xianxian and Mingming Lei had everything in their hands. I have a lot of work points, and I want to go out for a walk.
Rong Xianxian had all exchanged the work points yesterday for weapons. Looking at the weapons with cold light in the foggy space, Rong Xianxian was still filled with thoughts. According to the regulations in the safe zone, a single person cannot purchase more than thirty weapons at a time. Yesterday, after Rong Xianxian used up her own quota, she also used up all the quotas for Cui Lie and Tomorrow Lei before spending all her work points.
Although the work points redeemed by Rong Xianxian yesterday have been spent, she still has countless supplies in her hands, including daily necessities, clothes, soaps, hand sanitizers, and washing powder purchased in large quantities at low prices in the Taijing Security Zone. , toilet paper, and various daily necessities, which were messy and complicated, and Rong Xianxian did not organize them carefully. These things can also be exchanged for work points at the Xitang official exchange. In addition to these, the various smoked dried meats accumulated by Rong Xianxian can also be sold. Good price.
Wang Qirui asked Xia Kai to go shopping together. Seeing that Jiang Jie and Wang Lin were also going out, Rong Xianxian stopped the two of them and asked them to pay attention to whether there were old maps at the stall selling books and albums. Jiang Jie and Wang Lin He agreed and went out.
Every time Rong Xianxian and others go to a safe zone, they will collect old and new maps of the nearby area. The old map is the map before the end of the world. It is mainly used to check some special terrain such as rivers and mountains or the main trunk routes. The new map is the map of the local area after the end of the world. Officially revised and released, mainly marking some dangerous monsters in nearby areas and the official garrison situation.
Along the way, Rong Xianxian has drawn a very detailed map of the entire route based on the old and new topographic maps of the areas she passed, as well as the original official map. There are cracks in the ground, the area where the birds howl to find the Purple Snow Pill Fruit, and the mutated beasts. The territory, the Pingyuan Mountain mining area, and the places where small secret realms appeared outside Baihua Town are all marked with special marks on this map.
"Arui, we're almost here at your hometown, are you nervous?" Seeing Xia Kai, he turned around and asked.
