"Forget it, let Zhang Xiaoqiang make the decision. He should have a solution. Our main task now is to take care of the 800,000 survivors and the 70,000 soldiers in the North Base."
Shi Yuanye did not want to think about it anymore. Currently, they had a large population and military strength, but they were powerless against the zombies that outnumbered them countless times. They did not have enough supplies, and they had to restore the development of the rear. No matter what they did, they were powerless. Only by taking in the 800,000 survivors and turning them into a productive force could they go further.
"Isn't Jin Xing doing a good job?
He has contacted almost all the higher-ups in the North Base, and the officers who are leading the troops have a good understanding of the situation. And that Lurker 13, he has contacted Yuan Heping, and Yuan Heping has also communicated with the other two division commanders. When the time is right, they will start the internal clean-up... "
Zhao Jun remembered that the previous plan was to use the construction of the fortifications as an excuse to create pressure on the North Base, and at the same time, use the name of recruiting laborers to indirectly support the survivors. He could not help but ask Shi Yuanye.
"How is the construction of the fortifications going?
Also, do we have enough food to support those people? "
"Minister Jin, go and take a look, the workers are making a scene... They think that the compensation is not appropriate, and want an explanation..."
Jin Xing was in his luxurious office, studying an exquisite jade bracelet. A young man with a thin face and glasses rushed in from the outside. As soon as the young man entered the room, he lowered his head and did not dare to move. There was no other reason, but the clothes he was wearing did not match the office. The office floor was covered with a gorgeous handmade cashmere carpet, and the walls were decorated with all kinds of ancient ink murals. There was also an antique shelf in the corner, filled with antique porcelain, jade, and gold ornaments.
These things might not be worth anything in the apocalypse, but behind Jin Xing's chair, there was a space of three to four square meters. There were boxes of canned food, bottles of alcohol, chocolates in iron bars, cured meat hanging from the roof beams, cigarette boxes on the ground, and rows of guns hanging on the wall. These things were all treasures that the survivors could not resist.
Jin Xing never understood the principle of not showing off one's wealth. Every time he went to a place, he would take out these things to prove his identity. When he talked with others, he would also use these things to provoke the greed in their hearts, using all kinds of means to achieve his goal.
The bespectacled young man looked extremely shabby compared to the jewels here. He was wearing a wrinkled and tattered suit, a leather shoe with a slit on his left foot, and a hiking shoe with holes on his right. His face was so thin that he looked like a skeleton with a layer of skin. Standing at the door, he looked like he could be blown away by a gust of wind.
The young man's report was definitely not good news. After Jin Xing heard it, he stopped looking at the bracelet in his hand and tilted his head to look at the helpless young man. "Song Weidong, right?
I'm treating you with 1.5 catties of rice every day so that you can help me manage those ingrates. I don't care how much trouble they cause, but your job is to ensure that they finish their work on time. Not even the slightest delay is allowed. Do you … understand?
If you don't think you're up to the task, I can find someone else. For example, I can find a guy who has done a lot of bad things, and give him all the rewards. "
Jin Xing said it casually, but Song Weidong was frightened. At this time, he finally confirmed that he had done something stupid. He was a top student of Tsinghua University's Civil Engineering Department, but in the eyes of others, he was only a foreman, not even a labor contractor. He was no different from the group of hard workers outside. The only difference was that the hard workers of the survivors received 1.5 catties of rice and one lunch a day, while he received 1.5 catties of rice and two meals a day.
In addition to supervising the quality of the project, he was also responsible for coordinating with the leaders of the survivors. He thought that he could reach the sky in one step, but he didn't expect that he was only a nominal representative. If he couldn't complete the task, he would be ruthlessly abandoned.
"No … No, I promise I will make them work honestly. Once we find those heartless fellows, not only will the workers not get paid, even their lunch will be deducted. That way, no one will work hard …"
Song Weidong's defense made Jin Xing sneer. He glanced at Song Weidong's pale face, gently put down the things in his hands, picked up the cigarette on the table and lit it up. He pointed at the door behind Song Weidong and said, "You go tell those guys that I'm not a charity organization. They can do whatever they want. If they make me angry, I'll kick them all out and replace them with another group of people. I don't believe that there won't be people willing to work for a full meal out of hundreds of thousands of people …"
Facing Venus's gaze, Song Weidong lowered his head even more, even though he didn't dare to raise it to begin with.
"But the people we recruited all have construction experience. If it's someone else, the construction efficiency may be reduced by half …"
Hearing this, Jin Xing laughed out loud, shook his head, and sighed with his strange accent:
"Do you think we really need this line of defense?
What is the Yellow River natural barrier for? "
"Plop!"
Song Weidong, who was thin and weak, collapsed to the ground. Then, he jumped up like a rabbit and bowed deeply to Jin Xing. He then nodded and said, "I understand what you mean. I promise that the project will be carried out smoothly. I won't let these little things bother you anymore."
Jin Xing leaned on the back of the chair, clenched his teeth, and waved his hand outwards slightly. Seeing the gesture, Song Weidong let out a long sigh, his face wrinkled as if it was a smile, then he turned around and went out the door. Behind him, Jin Xing's face became extremely ugly.
He was clear about the cause of the workers' disturbance. According to their previous discussion, in addition to letting the workers eat, they would also be given some food. Whether they used it to meet their physiological needs or to feed their families, it could be regarded as indirect relief. At least it could let the precarious survivors breathe a sigh of relief.
But as the progress of the project accelerated, more and more supplies were hoarded here, and those workers were not satisfied. They became more and more greedy, hoping to get more supplies and use them to gain more benefits among the survivors.
Of course, this was only a small part of them. There were also some people who caused trouble because they felt that the pay was not equal. Some workers with children were allowed to get half a pound of extra food, which made those people jealous. Being instigated by others, they naturally caused trouble. Perhaps it was the grassland army's generosity that made them think that they could control the grassland army.
Jin Xing's face darkened, not because the progress of the project was disturbed, but because he hated these troublemakers. According to their plan, gathering the workers to build was a form of aid, but they didn't expect that a man who was not satisfied would be like a snake trying to swallow an elephant. A group of ungrateful people actually wanted to use things they didn't need to threaten them. Weren't they a group of ungrateful people?
Thinking of this, Jin Xing made up his mind. He found a piece of paper and wrote a title order in Chinese that was even worse than Mandarin, "The transportation capacity of the rear is limited, and the food supply is insufficient. I hereby order that the food for all workers will be halved, and those who are not satisfied will be expelled. Select healthy men as replacements …"
At this point, Jin Xing suddenly stopped writing. He knew that once this order was issued, those troublemakers would be deterred in the shortest time possible. When everyone was in danger, there would be no need to worry about more people causing trouble. But this would inevitably damage the foundation of the public's will, and it would leave hidden dangers for the future immigrants. Jin Xing was a military fool, but he was a genius in business. In this aspect, he could see it better than anyone else. That was why he said those words to Song Weidong …
Song Weidong walked out of the house and walked to the place where the workers gathered. Outside the house, an entire battalion of soldiers from the Blood Wolf Brigade was setting up defenses. All kinds of fortifications, machine gun nests, and vehicle-mounted recoilless cannons could be seen everywhere. Compared to the beggar-like soldiers of the Northern Coalition Army, these Mongolian soldiers were more valiant. They wore full combat uniforms, black and shiny guns, and had magazines all over their chests. There were grenades and bayonets hanging on their waists, and there were also smooth combat leather shoes. They were armed to the teeth.
Looking at these ruddy soldiers, Song Weidong felt sad for those troublemakers who thought they were proud of themselves. They couldn't even see the situation clearly. They wanted to threaten a powerful force just for a little profit. They really didn't know how to write the word 'death'.
As soon as Song Weidong arrived at the defensive area of the Blood Wolf Battalion, he saw an off-road military vehicle with mottled paint. Seeing several officers on the military vehicle, Song Weidong immediately lowered his head to the side of the mountain road. He muttered in his heart, "The three giants of the Northern Military Region are here. Is something big going to happen?"
Whatever the decision of the higher-ups was, it was not his turn to worry about. He quickened his pace and walked to the noisy construction site. Tens of thousands of men were sitting silently in the wide open space. Beside them, all kinds of tools were thrown on the ground.
More than a hundred men with slightly better complexions were gathered together to discuss something. They were the captains of the various construction teams. They received two catties of food as a reward every day and led dozens or hundreds of small teams to complete the tasks assigned to them. The trouble this time had something to do with their instigation.
Standing at the entrance of the construction site, Song Weidong looked around. He saw that all the blockhouses, fortifications, and trenches had only been built in a prototype and were thrown aside. He sighed in his heart and walked to the group of captains who were squatting together and discussing. They were looking at him with unkind eyes.