GBP Chapter 324 This is a piece of junk from more than two years ago. I won’t be stupid enough to be a s
Chapter 324 This is a piece of junk from more than two years ago. I won’t be stupid enough to be a s
"Ah, no, please put me down, I don't want to die, who will save me?"
Hao Dalei's shrill screams were drowned out by the wind and sand. The whole person was blown into the sky by the nine-force gale, and fell heavily to the ground like a rag bag, completely losing consciousness.
Before he died, Hao Dalei regretted very much. It would have been great if he had not betrayed the Independent Regiment. He would have had food to eat, water to drink, and a place to hide from the wind and sand. But it was too late to regret now. He was blown into the sky and had lost the possibility of survival. He shed two tears of regret and was suffocated to death by the wind and sand.
This sandstorm lasted for three days before the wind gradually weakened, but the sky outside was still full of yellow sand, making it impossible to see.
Monk Wei looked at the sandstorm outside and said grimly, "College student, the sandstorm has been blowing for three days and has not weakened much. I estimate that it will blow for another two or three days. But we can't get out now. The eight water cellars we dug before are not connected to each other. Now we can only use one water cellar and 36 large iron barrels. Fortunately, we didn't have any fluke mentality on this matter, otherwise we might really have no water to drink now."
Lin Zhenhua's face looked extremely ugly. He had just looked at the weather forecast bottle and had not expected that the sandstorm weather would last so long. It had already affected the transportation work of the transport aircraft fleet. Fortunately, he had made preparations in advance and stockpiled a lot of supplies and drinking water, otherwise the consequences would be really disastrous.
"The original runway in the city has been buried by sand. Once the sandstorm stops, we must start cleaning it up. The transport plane formation has already turned back. I estimate that they will come again in three days. We must be prepared in advance."
"With so much sand falling into the city, the wells we dug before may have been completely buried. Fortunately, the seven water cellars have lids on them. As long as we dig them out, we can ensure that there will be no problem with the water supply. We will have a hard time in the next month. Fortunately, we have taken precautions before, so we don't have to worry about food, clothing, and daily necessities. We need to use our 26 tricycles to clear out the sand as soon as possible."
Everyone stayed in the sand-proof bunker for another three days. This time, the sandstorm finally stopped, and the foggy sky finally became clear. Everyone hurriedly walked out of the bunker, breathed a breath of fresh air, and the stuffiness in their hearts was finally swept away.
But the scene before them really surprised everyone. The ground of the city was nearly one meter higher than before, and was covered with a thin layer of sand. If they wanted to transport so much sand out of the layer, the workload would be very large indeed.
"Monk, you immediately take the first and second platoons to clear a passage out of the city. The third and fourth platoons take out the three-wheeled motorcycles we have hidden. The fifth platoon immediately sends out an emergency signal. The transport aircraft formation must not be allowed to land. The sixth platoon immediately rushes to the grassland outside the city and checks the situation there to see if the conditions for landing are met!" Lin Zhenhua gave orders in an orderly manner.
Monk Wei took out the wooden boards that had been prepared long ago, built a passage out of the city, took out the six motorcycles hidden outside the city one by one, and began to transport sand out.
Two hours later, the sixth platoon leader came to report that there was not much sand on the grassland outside the city, only a very thin layer, which fully met the conditions for landing, allowing Secretary Yun's team to land on the grass.
"Sixth Platoon Leader, arrange a squad of soldiers to guide the transport plane formation to land. According to the previous plan, they will arrive above the city at around 5 pm today. You must ensure that they land safely on the grass! The rest of the people will all be involved in transporting sand. We must clear a runway for the transport plane formation to land in the city within three days."
"We didn't expect that we had blocked all the openings of the layers before, so that the sand could not flow out, but it was actually a trap for ourselves. It seems that we have to think of a way to leave a few openings to let the sand flow down along the terrain."
Lin Zhenhua had not expected that the foundation of this ancient city would be built so high, and that the reserved drainage outlets could actually serve as sand drainers. However, after being completely blocked, it would bring him such a big trouble, which really caught Lin Zhenhua off guard.
Around five o'clock in the afternoon, the transport aircraft formation successfully landed on the grass, and 34 pilots also joined the ranks of clearing the quicksand. The transport aircraft formation was unable to transport the fuel they carried into the city and could only temporarily interrupt the transfer of fuel.
Everyone was busy until eight o'clock in the evening before they had dinner. While eating, Lin Zhenhua planned to integrate the current forces and clear out the sand in the city as soon as possible.
"Comrades, the amount of sand in the city is too large. It is very difficult to completely clean it up in a short period of time. We can't be stubborn and pull the sand out bit by bit. With more than 100 people, I estimate that we can't pull out all the sand in the city in a month. In order to solve the current sand crisis, I decided to open all the previous drainage outlets and use the machine guns in our hands to perform this task."
"We just need to let the sand flow out of the drain like water. We should be able to clean up the remaining sand in three days. By then, we can complete the cleaning of the runway within the layer without any problems."
No one stood up to refute Lin Zhenhua's method. Today, they had already spent a whole day just to clear a passage out of the city. You have to know that this is only a distance of less than 300 meters. If they want to clean up the entire city, it will take more than a month.
Everyone had a good sleep at night. They were very tired after a day's work, but when they woke up the next day, they were full of energy. After breakfast, Lin Zhenhua immediately arranged for the soldiers to leave the city, carrying two machine guns and two heavy machine guns. Under Lin Zhenhua's personal command, they began to use the penetrating power of bullets and shells to open several overflow outlets.
"Monk, you guys must be careful when operating, and don't shoot back and forth. I have specially arranged people to help you hold the line. You must shoot according to the targets I set. We will open 36 sand-draining holes in total. These holes will be specially left in the future. They can be paved with cement when the time comes. They can be blocked when not in use, and opened when needed. This will prevent poisonous snakes and beasts from entering the city through the sand-draining holes."
After making some arrangements, at Lin Zhenhua's command, the sounds of machine guns and artillery fire rang out, and it took only one morning to clear the 36 sand outlets. A large amount of sand flowed out of the sand outlets and entered the drainage ditches that had been dug in advance.
The entire sand removal work lasted for a day and a night before most of the sand in the city was drained out. However, there was still a large amount of sand near the center of the city. At this time, the sand could only be pulled to the sand removal port manually. 26 three-wheeled motorcycles came in handy this time.
Everyone was busy for two consecutive days before they cleared all the sand. The runway was now completely exposed and was not eroded by wind and sand. It fully met the conditions for takeoff and landing, which made Lin Zhenhua finally breathe a sigh of relief.
"Monk, tomorrow you will take people to transport the fuel from the transport plane to the oil storage depot as soon as possible. The sooner we finish the work, the sooner we can rest. We have been busy for nearly four days in a row, and we are really exhausted. After we finish the storage of the fuel, we will take a good rest for a day. I will take people to the transaction location the day after tomorrow. I estimate that Chen Minggeng should have returned. We have brought a lot of medicines these times, and now we have them in hand, which is just right for a one-time transaction with the other party."
"Chen Minggeng's son Chen Yuandong is a little too cunning. He is not as trustworthy as his father Chen Minggeng. If there is no other way, I really don't intend to give the drugs to him to pay off the debt."
However, there are some things that Lin Zhenhua simply cannot change. In order to purchase ammunition for the independent regiment, Chen Minggeng is too busy to spare the time, so he can only let his second son Chen Yuandong take care of the matter to ensure a continuous supply of materials to the base in order to reap huge profits.
Two days later, Lin Zhenhua arrived at the transaction location early and met Chen Minggeng, who looked exhausted. After exchanging a few pleasantries, the two went straight to the point.
"College student, I have contacted the arms dealer. He has agreed to provide you with 150 million rounds of bullets, but he has a batch of guns that he needs to sell. If you want to buy his bullets, you must buy his guns. He has nearly 300 million rounds of bullets, more than 5000 Mauser rifles, and more than 300 heavy machine guns. These are original products from more than 20 years ago. At that time, the weapons were on sale, and he stockpiled a large number of them. He wanted to sell them at a high price, but ended up with a part of them stuck in his hands. But he couldn't find a way to sell them, and he was robbed by a gangster once. In addition, there were some problems with the source of his weapons, so he couldn't sell them at a good price."
Lin Zhenhua knew that the arms dealer was definitely not telling the truth. Weapons are very popular these days. He might have a problem with the origin of these weapons, otherwise they would have been sold out with great fanfare. How could they be left in the hands of this arms dealer?
Lin Zhenhua didn't waste any words and said directly: "What is the price the other party wants? This is a piece of junk from more than 20 years ago. It is impossible to sell it at the original price. I guess the current condition of these guns is not as good as he said. I am afraid they need to be repaired before they can be used!"
Chen Minggeng knew that his words just now did not fool Lin Zhenhua, so he made a straightforward offer: "College student, what I can guarantee you is that 150 million rounds of bullets were produced in the last five years, and the quality is guaranteed. As for the remaining 150 million rounds, I really can't guarantee it to you. The other party gave a price directly, and I also took a small commission from it. This batch of weapons and ammunition could have been worth 15 or yuan. The other party's asking price this time is not fierce, only yuan, and you will not lose out if you buy it!"
Lin Zhenhua pondered for a moment before reluctantly agreeing, "Then it'll be 150,000 yuan, but I need to use medicine to offset it, and I don't have that much cash!"