Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Headquarters Base of Dazhangshu.

Li Yu's inspection of the various branch bases in Dazhangshu finally came to an end after more than a month.

After returning to the headquarters in the camphor tree, Li Yu resumed his previous leisurely state.

Inner city.

Under the huge camphor tree, Li Yu sat on a cool chair in the shade.

The camphor tree was also affected by the Di element, its branches and leaves flourishing, shielding it from the scorching sun.

Xuanxuan stood to the side, quietly watching Li Yu's back.

She didn't need much; all she wanted was to be by Li Yu's side.

Once upon a time, when she was training in the training camp, she dreamed of being able to stay by Li Yu's side and protect his safety. Now, her dream has come true.

I ask for nothing more.

"Xuanxuan," Li Yu called out to the back.

"Brother Yu." Xuanxuan walked over.

Li Yu squinted slightly, leaning back on the lounge chair, a gentle breeze blowing, a look of contentment on his face.

"What's the situation on the Qinghai-Tibet Railway now?"

Now, Xuanxuan is not only Li Yu's bodyguard captain, but also Li Yu's personal secretary.

If anything happens, I will contact Xuanxuan first, and then find Li Yu.

Upon hearing Li Yu's question, Xuanxuan answered without hesitation:
"The sixth batch of workers has already been transported to the Qinghai base. According to the chairman, the Qinghai Railway has fully entered the repair phase."

"After Captain Zuo and Captain Xiao arrived and joined the team, the pressure of transporting repair materials was greatly relieved."

"Hmm." Li Yu nodded. "What about the snow area?"

"How's the bandit-clearing operation that Lao Ju started after we left going?"

Xuanxuan replied:
"After clearing out the three major bandit gangs of Black Wind Village, in the past ten days or so, bandits from more than thirty mountain villages, large and small, have come down the mountain, and more than 10,000 people have voluntarily surrendered. They have all been registered and brought under the management of our Great Camphor Tree."

"Haha." Li Yu sat up and laughed.

"Old Ju is also a talented individual, a level seven staff member."

"According to his plan, even level seven personnel can only do some dirty and hard work, which is suitable for these surrendered bandits."

"Giving them a chance to upgrade and giving them hope is a good approach."

"Um"

"Xuanxuan, what do you think of mutants?"

When suddenly asked, Xuanxuan's mind went a little blank.

"Mutants? I don't know."

Xuanxuan really didn't have any ideas, so she didn't insist and honestly said that she didn't know.

Li Yu squinted and murmured:

"The way we deal with mutants requires a very delicate balance."

As if remembering something, he added:

"By the way, go and bring the car over, I need to go to the fourth outer city."

“Okay, Brother Yu.” Xuanxuan turned and left.

The Qinghai-Tibet Railway.

Of the 300,000 workers, 80% have already entered the site, and the entire production line is being rolled out simultaneously.

The nine construction sections extend from the Qinghai branch base all the way to the heart of the snowy region.

The workers spread out along the roadbed, looking from a distance like a group of busy ants on the plateau, each engrossed in their own work.

among them.

The section of Railway Line 1 under repair.

The sun hung high in the sky, its heat making one's back feel hot, and the air was filled with the dry smell of dust.

Xu Qingwen, wearing a short-sleeved shirt, squatted beside a section of roadbed, clutching a shovel in his hand.

He searched the drainage ditch, where the bottom was piled with gravel and wet mud.

He planted the shovel in the soil, pried hard, and turned a fist-sized rock out of the ditch, then kicked it aside.

"This ditch was dug terribly!" Xu Qingwen straightened up.

He said to his supervisors:

"Tell them to dig deeper; digging so shallowly will definitely cause problems."

The first-level supervisor nodded in agreement:
"Okay, I'll tell them right away."

"Damn it!"

Xu Qingwen patted the dust off his hands, wiped the sweat from his face with the towel around his neck, and walked towards the adjacent railway section.

The section of road next to it was the one his good friend Sui Dahua was in charge of, and he would often go to Sui Dahua to chat and joke around.

next door.

Sui Dahua stood not far away, directing several workers to lift a steel rail onto the sleepers.

The workers are chanting as they lift the rails onto the ballast layer, bit by bit.

The steel rails gleamed with a cold, dark gray light in the sunlight.

The railway tracks have been erected, winding their way from the entrance of the valley into the distance, like a gray line stretching across the wasteland.

The workers chanted as they raised the rails, aligning them little by little with the fasteners on the sleepers.

"one two Three!"

"Hey!"

The first section of rail to fall made a dull thud.

"one two Three!"

"Hey!"

Immediately afterwards, the second rail was lifted up and connected to the first one.

Click!

The rail makes a crisp sound when it is lowered into place.

Sui Dahua walked over, squatted down to check if the fasteners were installed properly, and personally tightened them two turns with a wrench to confirm that the rails were stably fixed to the sleepers.

Just as Sui Dahua was about to get up, he heard Xu Qingwen's voice from behind.

"Old Sui, this job is really tough." Xu Qingwen walked over and touched the side of the rail with his hand.

"It's not easy, but we have to do it." Sui Dahua recognized Xu Qingwen's voice, stood up, and dusted off his hands. "The deadline is tight, and the materials have all arrived. We can't afford to delay."

As he spoke, he then instructed the supervisor standing nearby:
"Check everything carefully, all rails must be tightened! Keep a close eye on them."

"understand!"

After giving his instructions, he followed Xu Qingwen to a temporary tent to rest.

The two used their clothes to fan themselves, and after only a week, their faces were already red from the sun.

Xu Qingwen tore open his clothes and said with some pain in his groin:
"Damn it, the weather here is awful. It's scorching hot during the day and freezing cold at night. The temperature difference between day and night is too great."

Also, we were supposed to be stationed here next to the railway construction site, but Chief Engineer Shan said there weren't enough management personnel, so he brought us all to the railway repair site instead. I'm speechless.

Sui Dahua picked up a bottle of water he had brought with him from the ground and gulped down two big mouthfuls.

Looking at the blazing sun, he said:
"Who cares? Repairing the railway isn't too difficult, and the salary is still the same as before. Let's get to work."

Xu Qingwen looked at Sui Dahua, who had become several shades darker from the sun, and laughed:

"Old Sui, when you get back, your wife probably won't even recognize you anymore."

Sui Dahua glanced at Xu Qingwen, whose skin was tanned like a monkey's butt.

He complained:
"You're the same."

Another place.

The section of the No. 3 railway under repair.

Xiao Hu stood next to a newly built temporary unloading point, where two hundred trucks were gradually parking in the distance.

Most of the rails have been removed from the carriage, and workers are carefully lifting the rails off the train and stacking them on the roadside.

He held a list in his hand, checking the quantity and specifications of the batch of rails.

After he and Zuo Ruxue arrived at the Qinghai branch base, they divided the transport trucks under their command, along with vehicles from other branch bases, into nine convoys, each specifically responsible for transporting materials needed for different road repair sections.

The two of them were fully responsible for transporting the repair materials for the Qinghai-Tibet Railway.

Just as he was counting the items, a technician in charge of material allocation came over, holding a list in his hand, and unfolded it in front of Xiao Hu: "Captain Xiao, could you take a look? When will the cement arrive?"

Xiao Hu glanced at the form in his hand, then replied:
"They'll be coming from the Qinghai base tomorrow afternoon. Is this enough?"

"It's enough, but we'll need more for the later sections."

Xiao Hu thought for a moment, then made another note in his notebook:
“Then we’ll arrange another batch. I’ll follow up on the subsequent sections.”

The technician nodded, turned and walked toward the truck, directing the workers to neatly stack and bundle the rails.

Xiao Hu continued to look at the list, confirming the unloading progress and quantity of this batch of supplies.

The section of the No. 6 railway under repair is the coldest and has the most permafrost sections along the entire railway line.

He Chuan, a permafrost expert, squatted on the permafrost roadbed and spread out a grouting hole location diagram that had been revised several times.

Beside him was Lü Song, the person in charge of Section 6.

He Chuan was an expert sent by the headquarters to solve permafrost problems. Given this rare opportunity, Lü Song wanted to learn from him.

He Chuan gestured with his hand to indicate the distance on the drawing, then looked at the frozen ground beneath his feet, folded the drawing, and stuffed it into his pocket.

He stood up, walked to the edge of the roadbed, and tapped the newly laid insulation layer with his hand.

dong dong!

A dull thud came from beneath the insulation layer, as if there was still a considerable depth below waiting to be filled in inch by inch.

He Chuan frowned. "This place isn't right. It's not enough."

Seeing his actions, Lü Song asked:
"Engineer He, what did you say?"

He Chuan patiently explained:
"If the insulation layer and the underlying subbase are firmly bonded, the sound when tapped should be crisp and short, because the vibration can be quickly transmitted into the dense soil layer."

If there are gaps under the insulation layer, or if there is a thick layer of loose, uncompacted gravel or frozen soil under the subbase, the vibrations when tapped will be absorbed by those loose pores, resulting in a dull, muffled sound.

He tapped it twice more.

The dull sound continued to emanate from beneath the insulation layer.

"Did you hear that sound? It's a rather dull sound, which means there's still a section of frozen soil with varying hardness under the insulation layer. It's far from being truly stable, and we need to continue digging, grouting, and compacting it."

Lü Song suddenly realized, "Oh, I see. I understand now."

A senior supervisor ran from the end of the roadbed, a smile on his face, carrying a thermometer in his hand.

"Engineer He, Engineer Lü, the insulation layer is finished."

"The temperature rise of the permafrost layer has begun to slow down, and this section of the roadbed has stabilized."

He Chuan took the thermometer, glanced at the reading on the screen, and returned it.

"It's just a temporary rebound; it won't last!"

"This section of the insulation layer is substandard; it wasn't compacted enough!"

"Re-excavate the insulation layer, lay a layer of coarse sand first, then do the insulation, and make sure it's packed tightly!"

The first-level supervisor looked troubled:
"How should the grouting holes be treated?"

He Chuan said firmly, "I already said to dig again, lay the insulation layer first, then drill the grouting holes. The order cannot be messed up."

The supervisor looked at Lü Song, who glared at him.

"Listen to Expert He. You don't understand, so just do what he says."

"Don't be lazy, dig deeper, and make sure the grouting is thorough!"

Seeing that Lü Song had also spoken, the regulatory personnel nodded and said:

"Okay, I'll go and make the arrangements right away."

He Chuan continued his inspection, and Lü Song quickly followed.

Lü Song followed behind, saying admiringly:
"Engineer He, we're so grateful to have you here in this frozen soil area. Otherwise, if we hadn't done a good job with the insulation layer, we would have definitely run into a lot of trouble later."

He Chuan waved his hand, "It's our duty. Let's go check the next section of frozen soil."

"it is good."

The two walked along the railway tracks.

He Chuan would squat down from time to time and pinch a handful of the frozen soil under his feet.

The frozen soil clods felt hard and cold when clenched in my hand.

He let go and patted the remaining dirt off his palm.

He stood up and walked along the edge of the roadbed for a while, then squatted down at several locations that needed to be remarked. He picked up a short iron rod and marked the ground with it.

As Lü Song followed, he called his men over and instructed them that this marked spot needed to be remarked.

He Chuan's inspection was very meticulous; he would even squat down to press the surface layer and walk back and forth along the edge of the insulation layer.

They also peeled back a corner of the insulation layer, dug down a few centimeters with a shovel, and checked the condition of the underlying layer.

He would only replace the insulation layer after confirming that the coarse sand layer was thick enough and the insulation layer was laid evenly.

Suddenly, the sound of footsteps approached.

Tread-tap-

A technician ran up to Lü Song:
"Engineer Lü, Engineer He has checked and said that the insulation layer of the A roadbed is fine. Grouting can start first thing tomorrow morning."

Lu Song glanced at the section of roadbed in the distance that was waiting to be grouted, frowned, and said:

"Notify the machinery team to enter the site at six o'clock tomorrow morning and clean up the topsoil first."

"What about the grouting machine? Does it also need to be on site at six o'clock?"

"Let's go in together."

"it is good."

Just then, the sound of an engine came from afar.

Both of them looked up.

Then, Zuo Ruxue's convoy came around from the other side of the ditch.

The truck rolled over the newly paved gravel road, its cargo bed filled with steel rails and cement.

Zuo Ruxue jumped out of the car, dusted off her hands, and walked up to Lü Song:
"Mr. Lü, is there anything else that needs to be repaired here?"

Lü Song pointed to the section of roadbed in the distance that had not yet been insulated:
"We still need a batch of insulation materials over there, and the frozen soil section is also a bit of a problem. We urgently need cement."

“We still have cement, and the next batch is on its way.” Zuo Ruxue glanced back at the hundreds of parked trucks behind her. “Use this for now, and we’ll talk about it if you need more.”

Lü Song nodded: "Please help me get the insulation material delivered as soon as possible."

"Okay, I'll bring it over to you after this shipment is finished."

Zuo Ruxue turned and walked back towards the truck, her boots making a soft rustling sound on the gravel.

buzzing-

As soon as Zuo Ruxue got into the car, she heard the buzzing of a helicopter overhead.

She looked up and saw the helicopter marked with a large camphor tree.

Inside the helicopter.

Shan Zimo, chief engineer of the Qinghai-Tibet Railway, flew westward along the railway line in a helicopter.

Looking down through the porthole, he saw Zuo Ruxue and her convoy.

As the chief engineer of the Qinghai-Tibet Railway, he couldn't work on the front lines of every section; what he needed to control was the overall direction.

Discover problems on the construction site and find the people who can solve them.

Communication, coordination, and overall planning are what he needs to do.

Soon, the helicopter flew to the No. 8 repair section of the road.

number eight.

It was the construction section that Zhang Yunxiang was in charge of.

Shan Zimo said to the driver:
"Lower the helicopter."

By lowering their altitude and flying at low altitude, helicopters can get a clearer view of the ground.

A small section of the drainage ditch on the No. 8 roadbed had been dug, and a layer of gravel had been laid on the road surface. A road roller was rolling back and forth, leaving two dark track marks on the road surface.

After flying at low altitude and low speed for a while, Shan Zimo said again:

"Keep flying forward, there's no need to stop here."

"Ok."

The helicopter continued flying forward, passing over the construction section of Zheng Danian and Zhou Mancang.

Shan Zimo checked their construction progress and left satisfied.

(End of this chapter)