Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Chapter 2000 That little brat Hu Tian must be killed!

The Third High-Level Meeting of Dazhangshu has concluded.

On the afternoon and evening of the last day, these people who had come from various bases found old friends they hadn't seen in a long time and reunited.

A night of great enjoyment.

But the next morning, they faced the reluctance of parting.

"Old Yu, we're leaving!" Guo Peng said to the limping Yu Lei with some reluctance.

Yu Lei's eyes also held a hint of reluctance, "You're far away in the northern border; I don't know when you'll be back at headquarters."

Guo Peng looked at Xiao Hu and Zhu Xiao with some envy:
“I’m not as free as they are. In the transport team, they can travel freely between the four places. Next, the North will be repositioned and start a period of great development. I’m afraid I’ll have to stay in the North for at least two years.”

Xiao Hu said with a smile:
"Who knows, in a few days, we might be starting a third transport brigade. With your qualifications, you could easily become a captain."

Upon hearing Xiao Hu's suggestion, Guo Peng's expression shifted slightly.

If a third transportation brigade were to be established, he would really like to give it a try.

He used to stay in the North, where he felt quite safe. He stayed within the high walls of the North, where the zombie engines and ultraviolet lights made them very safe.

Moreover, the people of the North in the past were very simple and easy to manage.

But after visiting the oil city and headquarters base this time, I felt the changes of the times and the prosperity of these two places.

My previously calm heart began to stir again.

“However, your Second Transportation Brigade was only established not long ago, so it’s unlikely that the Third Transportation Brigade will be established anytime soon,” Guo Peng replied.

"Who knows?" Xiao Hu smiled.

From a distance, Zhang Rufeng shouted to them:

"Let's go, time to board!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Hu and his group quickly addressed Bai Wenyang and Yu Lei, who were stationed at the headquarters base:

"We're leaving now, see you later."

After saying that, they ran towards the first outer city helipad.

In his hand, he was also carrying some local specialties produced at the camphor tree base.

Outside the tarmac.

After chatting with his third uncle for a while, Li Yu looked at Ju Tianrui beside him.

“Ju Tianrui, the reconstruction work in the Northwest is very complicated. I believe you can handle it well.”

Ju Tianrui said solemnly:

"Don't worry, Lord City Lord, I guarantee I will complete the mission."

Li Yu coughed and said:
"Once everything stabilizes, I'll definitely give you a long vacation, like six months."

It would have been better if this hadn't been mentioned, but as soon as the topic of holidays came up, Ju Tianrui's eyes turned resentful.

It seemed to be saying, "Lord, how many times have you said this to me?"

Is there any integrity left in the world?
Looking at Ju Tianrui's somewhat resentful gaze, Li Yu felt embarrassed.

He coughed lightly and handed over a box of cigarettes.

"It's grown on a small scale within the city, so the yield isn't high. And the taste of corn silk cigarettes is a bit too strong."

This is good stuff.

Growing tobacco in the apocalypse is too extravagant.

So far, Li Yu has only been planting on a small scale in a cave next to the reservoir, without occupying the space of a greenhouse.

Ju Tianrui opened it and his eyes lit up.

It's been eight years since the apocalypse, and all the cigarettes we smoked before the apocalypse have long been gone.

For the past two years, I could only smoke cigarettes made from corn silk. Now that I have cigarettes made from real tobacco leaves, I'm so happy.

"Thank you, Lord City Lord," he said sincerely.

Li Yu patted him on the shoulder and comforted him:

"Good job."

Afterwards, Li Yu exchanged a few more words with Lü Cheng and then watched them board the helicopter.

Not far away, Second Uncle was chatting with Li Haoran and Lao Huang.

"Haoran, you can consult Lao Huang more about the management of the Northern Territory. He has a lot of experience in running the trading market very well."

Li Haoran nodded and looked at Lao Huang, saying:

"Uncle Huang, I might bother you if I don't understand something in the future."

Huang Guangyuan trembled; the way he was called "Uncle Huang" filled him with dread.

Who does he think he is? He's the city lord's cousin, and the guild leader's own son calls him "uncle."

If Li Haoran calls him "uncle," then he's a generation older than the city lord.

No, no.

He quickly bent down and said:
"Manager Li, you flatter me. Just call me Lao Huang. If you have any questions, I'll answer them to the best of my ability!"

Li Haoran looked at his second uncle, who stared at Lao Huang in thought for a moment before nodding slightly to Li Haoran.

After all, Lao Huang hasn't been with Dazhangshu for very long, and his seniority isn't deep.

However, he has a rich resume and extremely strong management skills.

This time, he was promoted to the level of a second-level staff member and appointed as a supervisor in the trading market.

It is said that Huang Guangyuan was one of the fastest promoted people in their batch.

Even Zhang Rufeng and the Imperial Concubine's promotion speed was not as fast as his.

Besides Huang Guangyuan, only Zhong Chuchu can be compared to him.

At his father's behest, Li Haoran changed how he addressed Lao Huang:

"Okay, Lao Huang, then I'll leave it to you."

Old Huang cupped his hands in a gesture of respect, indicating that there was no need to be so polite.

There were many people from the three branch bases in the North, Oil City, and Northwest. This time, a total of ten helicopters and one or two hundred people came.

The helicopter took off on time at 8:00 a.m.

As Li Yu watched the helicopter take off, it was as if he saw the future of the camphor tree, taking off from there!
Among these ten helicopters are 900 newly produced antidotes for zombies.

During this period, the zombie research institute and the chemical plant worked together to produce just 1000 vials of the drug.

Of these, 100 vials remained at headquarters, while the other 900 were distributed to various branch bases.

They took 100 from the northwest and 100 from the north.

The oil city took 700 vials of medicine.

After all, there were many people in the oil city, and Yang Tianlong and Xiao Jun were about to go to M City, a place full of zombies, so they were given more.

They can produce at any time at the headquarters, so they didn't leave behind many antidotes for zombies.

Of the 700 vials of medicine taken from the oil city, half were given to Xiao Jun and Yang Tianlong.

The medicine takes up very little space and is not heavy; 1000 vials are about the same weight as two adults.

It's easy to transport, so I brought it along this time.

Call ~
Li Yu stretched his arms and twisted his neck.

The conference has finally come to an end.

That conference lasted for more than ten days; it was exhausting.

He glanced over and saw Song Min still looking up at the helicopter in the distance.

This time, Li Yu sent Dapao along with him to M City.

Song Min must have been somewhat worried.

But Dapao was quite excited when he left.

Without thinking too much, Li Yu walked up to a row of yellow electric scooters, randomly picked one up, and leisurely rode along the main road, enjoying the morning breeze.

The sky is truly blue.

But the weather here is really hot.

What should I do later?
Li Yu looked towards the research institute and suddenly remembered the black mole on Bai Jie's lip. It had been quite a while since he'd fed Bai Jie.

Let's go.

Eleven o'clock noon.

The helicopter fleet that departed from the headquarters base arrived in the oil city.

Oil City is located in the middle of the four locations of the Great Camphor Tree faction. Whenever people from the North or Northwest want to go to the headquarters, they will land in Oil City.

After having lunch in the oil city and resting for an hour, Ju Tianrui boarded a sustainable helicopter at 2 p.m. and embarked on his journey back to the Northwest.

There were relatively few people coming from the Northwest to attend the meeting, so one helicopter was more than enough.

There were more people coming from the North, so Lü Cheng, Li Haoran, and the others took two helicopters back to the North.

When they left, they each took 100 doses of the zombie antidote.

They don't plan to sell this to residents for the time being.

After all, even the combat troops are not yet able to cover the equipment, let alone the residents below.

After returning to the oil city, Yang Tianlong, Xiao Jun, Zhu Xiao, and the others immediately went to check on the preparations for their trip to M City.

Although they haven't been in the oil city these past few days, their people have been working hard, and all the preparations are complete. They can set off for M City tomorrow.

The trip to M City was extremely important.

We absolutely must obtain that batch of car manufacturing equipment from SAIC Motor.

This concerns the future development of the Great Camphor Tree faction and is of paramount importance.

Connecting the four bases is not feasible without restoring the train tracks; natural disasters are frequent, and the rail transit system that was painstakingly restored after a natural disaster would be rendered useless.

While ground road transport can also be affected by natural disasters, you can find alternative routes; if one route is blocked, you can take another.

The four bases need to exchange resources and personnel, and transportation capacity is required for the movement of these materials and personnel.

Transportation capacity requires vehicles.

Relying solely on the vehicles currently collected from outside and then modifying them would be too slow.

Moreover, many flood-damaged cars outside have broken engines.

Most importantly, these cars all run on gasoline.

Assuming each car burns 20 liters of fuel per day, 1000 cars would burn approximately 20 tons of fuel.

The entire camphor tree area, including the vehicles owned by the residents, totals several thousand vehicles.

The daily fuel consumption is very high.

Moreover, the oil produced is not only used for vehicles as an energy source, but also in other fields such as chemicals.

As the camphor tree grows, the demand for vehicles will increase, requiring even more fuel.

There are currently two paths: one is to explore and find more oil wells for extraction.

Another path is to pursue new energy and electrification. Currently, charging is not a problem in places like Dazhangshu, the oil city, or the northern border.

What's lacking is new energy electric vehicles.

Furthermore, batteries are not a problem, and range is not a problem either. With solid-state battery technology and materials, it is very easy to create a new energy electric vehicle with a range of 2,000 kilometers.

Therefore, once the batch of car manufacturing equipment in M ​​City is available, and with the technological accumulation of the headquarters base in Dazhangshu over the years, new energy electric vehicles can be put into production very quickly.

At that time, a continuous stream of new energy electric vehicles will be transported to places like the oil city, forming a large-scale transportation system and facilitating the exchange of goods, which will greatly boost the overall development of Dazhangshu.

Oil City.

Uncle San summoned Xiao Jun to his office alone.

"Did the city lord give you the zombie-attracting drug?" Uncle Three asked.

Xiao Jun nodded and said, "I gave it to you, but I had Zhao Dapao keep it."

After pondering for a moment, Uncle San said:
“Hu Tian is a hidden danger. It’s a good thing that you went to M to help Song Qi find Hu Tian. It’s also a very important thing for our big camphor tree. But I have a few words to remind you.”

At this point, Uncle San paused for a moment, looked at Xiao Jun's face, and slowly said:
“I know that Ma Yingxue’s death was a big blow to you, and I also know that the reason you went to M was to find Hu Tian and take revenge.”

"However, I hope you won't let hatred cloud your judgment. The lives of two hundred brothers in the Fifth Battalion are in your hands. You are responsible for them, and I hope you can bring them back safely!"
There are many zombies in M ​​City. We must be extremely careful when we go there this time!

Every member of the operations team is an elite, someone who has followed the camphor tree in many battles across the country for years.

As of now, there are only two thousand people.

Although the People's Armed Forces Department has not been established for long, it already has more than 8,000 members.

It's already the eighth year since the apocalypse, and the operations department has been established for so long, but the number of people inside has been increasing very slowly.

They belong to the type who would rather have none than something of poor quality.

The Fifth Battalion that Xiao Jun took away were also veterans from the combat battalion.

Uncle San didn't want Xiao Jun to go to M City and not be able to bring back these veterans.

After hearing his third uncle's advice, Xiao Jun clenched his fists and said intently:

"Minister, I understand what you mean. Those men in the Fifth Battalion are my brothers who have followed me for many years!"

"Although I have some personal reasons for going to M, I will never treat my brothers' lives lightly!"

Xiao Jun was telling the truth.

Most of the people in the Fifth Brigade were Xiao Jun's old subordinates who had followed him before the apocalypse.

After the apocalypse, at Orange Isle, Xiao Jun led them to the Big Camphor Tree Base.

Several years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Most of the members of the Fifth Brigade had been with Xiao Jun for more than ten years.

Their average age is in their thirties, and some are even in their forties.

He's a true veteran.

Uncle San stared into Xiao Jun's eyes for a long while, then exhaled and said:

"Okay, I see."

"Take a good look at that behemoth."

"With the Mega Machine, zombie attractant, zombie antidote, and perpetual helicopter, there shouldn't be any major problems."

"I hope you can find Hu Tian and capture him alive. Even if you can't capture him alive, you must kill him!"

"Yes, Minister!" Xiao Jun replied earnestly.

"Okay, you can go now. Get ready, you're leaving tomorrow."

Xiao Jun cupped his hands in greeting and left his third uncle's office.

Uncle San watched Xiao Jun's departing figure with a cryptic expression.

Xiao Jun had only been gone for a few minutes.

The jackals came in again.

When Uncle San saw the jackal come in, he roughly guessed why the jackal had come to him.

"You want to go too?" Uncle San asked.

The jackal smiled bitterly:
“I’m afraid my own nephew might get carried away, so I’d better go and check on him.”

Uncle San had no way to deal with his brother, and after a moment of silence, he said:

"Alright, then you go ahead. Or, how about having the judge and the others go with you? That way, they can look after you."

The voice just fell.

Several people rushed in from outside the door; they were Judge, Ant, Nut, and Old Qin.

Uncle San laughed and scolded, "You guys planned this all along, didn't you?"

"Damn it! Then why are you even asking me?"

The judge chuckled and said:
"Captain, we're just waiting for your orders."

Uncle San shook his head and said, "Alright, then you can go if you want. M City is dangerous, so be careful."

The judge looked at the jackal beside him, then at his third uncle, and said:
"This time, we must catch Hu Tian. We've dealt with him several times; he's as slippery as an eel. This time, we have to find him and kill him!"

"Yes, kill this little brat!" Old Qin chimed in.

(End of this chapter)