Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Chapter 1780 Snow Clearing Operation, Begins!
Shunfeng and others followed Chang Yichang. Chang Yichang just glanced at them and then looked away.

He turned his head and looked at the baffle above his head, then slowly rotated and unscrewed it.

Pull down hard.

slam-la-

The accumulated snow fell from the baffle and sprinkled on Chang Yichang, but he still held on tightly to the rotating armrest on the baffle.

Luckily there was only a little snow on top.

After the snowflakes stopped falling, he didn't have time to shake the snow off his shoulders, so he leaned up to look inside.

The baffles around the observation room pressed down the snow outside, and the four corners were covered with piled snow.

In the gap between the ceiling and the surrounding areas, as he opened the baffle, it caused vibrations and the snow fell to the ground like quicksand.

After flowing for a while, it slowly stopped due to the pressure of the snow.

cold!
Bone-chilling cold.

Chang Yichang climbed up with a stick in his hand.

The breath he exhaled was white and hazy, like steam.

Da da da!
A few people who were following the wind behind climbed up and were shocked.

The snow in the cracks was shaken and began to flow into the observation room again.

"Be gentle!" After seeing this, Chang Yichang quickly said to Shunfeng and the others behind him.

"Okay!" Shunfeng quickly slowed down his pace and climbed up on tiptoe.

They acted like thieves, in slow motion.

"Brother, what's going on? Has the snow really stopped?" Nanshan asked in a low voice.

For fear that the snow in the cracks would slide down due to another vibration, I didn't even dare to speak loudly.

Shhh!
Chang Yichang turned his head and placed his index finger on his lips.

Now, no one else dared to say anything.

The observation room fell silent instantly.

Chang Yichang slowly walked to the side and put his ear to the wooden board to listen to the sounds outside.

ka ka ka-

This is the sound of the snow being pressed down by gravity.

The whistling sound of the wind in the previous white-hair wind weather disappeared.

There was only a clicking sound.

Chang Yichang let out a long sigh and gestured to everyone to go down.

Everyone didn't know whether the snow had stopped or not, but when they saw the eldest brother's actions, they understood that he should let them go.

Everyone walked down the stairs carefully. Chang Yichang looked at the rotating steel plate and hesitated for a moment, but still did not intend to close it.

Returning to the fire on the fourth floor, Shunfeng rubbed his red, frozen hands and put them over the fire to warm them.

"Brother, what's going on? Has the snow stopped?"

Chang Yichang smiled, which was rare for him, and nodded.
"The snow has stopped."

"Really? That's great! Does this mean we can survive?" Biaozi shouted excitedly.

Li Guodong quickly stopped him, "Be gentle, the steel plate above is not closed, what if the snow falls down!"

"Oh oh, yeah. Hehehe."

"But why not turn off the steel plate?" Biaozi asked curiously.

"Brother, there must be a reason for what you did, don't you think so?" Shunfeng looked at Chang Yichang and said.

Chang Yichang didn't answer him. Looking at the leftover barbecue opposite him, he suddenly felt hungry.

A few hours ago, when the snow buried the observation room, he almost collapsed. He could not feel the cold or hunger.

His mind was filled with despair that he would disappoint his brothers and that everyone would die.

I have been thinking hard about how to survive.

at this time.

Seeing hope, he finally came to his senses.

"Nanshan, give me that piece of meat. I'm starving." Chang Yichang said to Nanshan opposite him.

Nanshan was stunned, then started laughing.

"Brother, you finally feel hungry!" Nanshan stood up and handed over the piece of roasted meat along with the stick.

The meat was roasted on the side without direct contact with the flames, and it was roasted for a long time, so it was well cooked and not burnt.

Chang Yichang ate the meat in big mouthfuls and said to everyone:

"What we have to do now is to wait for a few hours for the snow to collapse, and then the observation room will naturally be exposed above the snow."

The crowd cheered.

"Wow, we're finally saved! The snow stopped just in time!"

"We stopped in time. We should have stopped when we were almost at the observation room, instead of being buried under the snow like we are now."

Liu Guodong thought for a moment and said to Chang Yichang:
"Brother, the snow on the observation room should be less than half a meter. We can completely remove the baffle and let some of the snow fall down, so that we can get through to the outside."

"No, it's too risky."

Chang Yichang waved his hand and refused, "The snow has just stopped and is not solid enough yet. If we put down the baffle, the snow may all flow in and we won't be able to stop it. Then the whole observation room will be filled with snow, which will be even more troublesome."

"Anyway, we still have enough oxygen for us to breathe for more than ten hours, so it doesn't matter if we wait a little longer."

"Well, what you said makes sense, brother." Liu Guodong nodded.

As time passed, the snow above slowly collapsed, lowering its height at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Looking around, the whole world was white, pure white.

The surrounding trees were basically covered with snow, with only a few taller trees showing their crowns.

There was not a single leaf on the treetops, which were covered with snowflakes.

These snowflakes gradually turned into icicles, as if they had turned into the branches of these trees.

The whole earth is vast.

Jigong Mountain in the distance has also turned into a snow mountain, standing like a small hill.

The surroundings were white and flat.

The river not far away was also buried under snow.

The wall of the trading market five kilometers away is particularly eye-catching.

It is like a solid ice wall of the Great Wall, standing in the central plain.

The ice wall reflects the sunlight, making people dazzled.

Wall of trading market.

Western section.

In the No. 10 sentry tower.

Dongfeng threw two pieces of black charcoal into the steel basin in the middle, rubbed his hands, and walked to the door.

Have someone move down all the things piled up there.

"The snow has stopped, open the door."

Tietou hurried forward and pulled the door hard.

The door opened inwards and it didn't open when he pulled it.

I tried my best and pulled hard but still couldn't open the door.

When Dongfeng saw that Tietou couldn't open the door, he shouted to the several members of the militia behind him:

"You guys go over and help."

They stepped forward together, pulled the door handle, and pushed together.

blah blah blah!

The door handle was broken off.

But the door of the watchtower remained motionless.

"Captain, the door is frozen and can't be opened." Tietou said helplessly.

"Bring me the knives!" Dongfeng pointed at the knives placed on the wall.

A team member quickly took the knife.

Dongfeng used the tip of the knife to scrape the gap at the bottom of the door repeatedly to scrape off the layer of condensed ice at the bottom.

Then scrape the gap between the door and the wall until the gap becomes bigger and bigger.

He changed to a thicker knife, inserted it into the gap and pried it back little by little.

After struggling for more than ten minutes, the door was pried open little by little.

Dongfeng took off his gloves, grabbed the door edge with both hands, and pulled it back hard.

Wow!

The door was opened instantly, and the snow outside rolled in.

The east wind stepped on the snow and kept climbing out.

They were on the wall, and the snow was one or two meters thick.

If it weren't for the strong winds during the white-hair wind, which would have blown the snow off the wall, the watchtower would have been buried underneath.

Dongfeng climbed out on the snow.

The snow outside the door was about one and a half meters high, blocking most of the door.

As soon as Dongfeng stepped on the snow, he sank down.

He fell backwards quickly and caught himself before the snow buried his knees.

He was almost lying on the snow.

He sat up slowly, leaned forward, and crawled to the edge.

As he pressed the snow, the snow on the wall fell down toward the wall.

He was almost rolled down by the snow.

The wall of the trading market is more than thirty meters high, and now the snow outside is nearly twenty meters high.

He fell down, a drop of more than ten meters.

woohoo-

He fell into the snow behind him, gasping for breath.

Crawling to the door, he leaned his back against it and sat on top of it.

Looking at everything in front of me, it feels like I am in a dream.

Like a dream, pure and flawless.

Extremely beautiful.

Turning my head to look at the trading market, it was a commercial area with only a few roofs of houses still exposed above the snow.

The residential buildings seemed to be cut off by one third, and were much shorter.

In the distance, there was a boiler factory in the industrial area, and thick white smoke was still floating in the sky.

The tall chimney still looks majestic at this moment.

Only the oil well towers in the oil city were gone, probably because the white-hair wind was too violent and blew them down.

Previous typhoon disasters did not collapse the oil well towers, but this time the white hair wind weather blew the oil well towers down.

In such extremely low temperatures, the toughness of steel is reduced, and the snowflakes hitting the oil well tower eventually lead to its collapse.

After sitting by the door for a while, breathing in the cold air outside, Dongfeng felt his nose hurt.

The lungs feel dry and cold.

"Captain, it's so beautiful outside." Tietou and several others climbed out of the watchtower and screamed in surprise when they looked at the surrounding environment.

"Be careful, don't fall!" Dongfeng saw them climbing towards the edge of the wall and quickly reminded them.

Everyone stopped and crawled back to their position by the door.

Dongfeng looked at the sun in the sky, it was so dazzling.

It seems like I haven’t seen such a blue sky for a long time.

"Go get the shovel and clear the snow on the wall!" Dongfeng came to his senses and said to everyone.

The snow has stopped and it's time to clear the snow on the wall.

Otherwise, when the snow is exposed to the sun for a while, it will collapse a lot, but it will also turn into ice and solidify.

At that point, cleaning up won't be that easy.

You need to use a hammer or awl to hammer it open.

"Okay, Captain." Everyone climbed back into the watchtower.

Dongfeng looked at the watchtower next door and picked up the walkie-talkie to give instructions.

"Everyone, start clearing the snow off the wall!"

"People who are clearing snow should tie a rope around their waists to prevent themselves from falling off the fence while clearing snow."

"Yes."

"receive."

"understand!"

At the two sections of the southeast wall, after Dai Jiusheng heard the voice from Dongfeng's intercom, he also picked up the intercom to make arrangements.

Oil City.

In Uncle San’s office.

"Minister, the snow has stopped. Should we start clearing the snow?" Lao Luo's voice came from the intercom.

Uncle San took out the intercom and replied:
"Let's get started. Follow the plan we made earlier and proceed step by step."

"Okay, got it." Lao Luo put away the walkie-talkie.

He walked to the radio station and cleared his throat.

The radio station was turned on.

beep—

Some of the speakers are still usable.

"I am Luo Sanzhang, the director of the Oil City Operations Department, now!"

"I have good news for everyone. The white snowstorm has stopped!"

"Residents living on the ground floor, don't panic. Residents living on the upper floors, don't come out. The snow outside is very deep. If you run around and collapse in the snow, no one can save you. We are not out of danger yet!"

"Please wait patiently for the snow clearing team we will organize to gradually clear the snow."

at the same time.

The guards on the walls of the Oil City and the Trading Market began to walk out of their watchtowers one by one. They first cleared the snow on the walls, and then cleared the snow on the steps leading to the ground from the walls.

In addition, there were combat personnel living in higher floors of the Oil City Central Building, who used ropes and skis to come down from the upper floors.

Glide to the garage in Oil City, dig, and take out the snowplow and other equipment in the garage.

The same is true for trading markets.

On the top floor of the North District Administrative Building, there is a special team preparing to clear the snow after the white hair storm.

The administrative building has ten floors and is 30 meters high, making it the tallest building in the trading bazaar.

It is also the only building in the trading market with an elevator.

The team deployed here was none other than the Ninth Team of the Militia Brigade led by Zhang Rufeng.

If the snow depth exceeds thirty meters, they can only wait for rescue.

They could only wait for Ding Meng and others on the wall of Oil City to come to the rescue.

Ding Meng and his team, as well as Ju Tianrui and others in the central building of Oil City, are the last line of defense for Oil City and the trading market.

Once the snow accumulation exceeds their height, it will mean that the entire oil city will be buried in the snow.

fortunately.

Now the snow outside the trading market is only a dozen meters deep, and the snow inside the trading market is almost eight meters deep.

Following the order from Uncle San.

Zhang Rufeng began his mobilization speech at the North District Administrative Building.

"Group One, Group Two, follow me to Garage No. 2 and drive that giant loader out."

"Group three, group four, go to garage number one, move the snowplows and other equipment out, and start clearing the snow."

"First, clear a road and clear the snow around the residences of the third-level personnel in the residential building. After that, clear the snow according to the three levels of residential buildings, ABC."

"any questions?"

"No."

"No."

"No."

Zhang Rufeng nodded with satisfaction.

Shouting, "Action!"

He watched as everyone put their skis on their shoes and tied the ropes around their waists.

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and now he felt that he was also a big shot.

In fact, he is considered one of the top people in the trading market.

They carried some snow shovels on their backs, which had been prepared in advance.

But there is no heavy-duty snow-clearing tool, which is not easy to carry.

They pried open the frozen windows with pieces of iron, hung them with ropes, and slid down onto the snow.

Ski forward toward the South Garage.

(Ask for monthly ticket)