poor road [end times]

Li Jiang finally completed his first mission.

He then reminded: "Although the two of you should not be short of supplies or out of food, I still have to provide you with evidence-according to Mr. Shen's speculation, today is far from the coldest time. In the next few days, the temperature will drop to at least ten degrees below zero, and Beishi will completely enter the cold winter. You must pay attention to keeping warm and don't get sick."

Hearing this, Yang Yiqin was puzzled: "Mr. Shen...?"

Li Jiang explained: "Mr. Shen is our meteorologist."

Yang Yiqin was stunned.

He had never met this old Shen, but he knew that there were many capable people in the base, besides this meteorologist, old Shen, there were also scientists in the field of environment, electricity and weapons.It's just that the lives of some of them have nothing to do with them for the time being.

Now he has crossed paths with Mr. Shen, but the reasons are mixed.

Feng Lin who was on the side asked, "What is it that needs our help?"

"It's what you guessed before." Li Jiang said with a smile, "Since you already have experience in installing stoves, the base wants you to be volunteers to help other survivors arrange heating equipment... It is said that it is equipment, but it is actually A smoke pipe for a stove."

"Yes." Feng Lin replied without hesitation, "When?"

Li Jiang replied: "Let's talk about it after you have finished your breakfast. The base should also make preparations and compile a plan to maximize efficiency."

Yang Yiqin continued to ask: "Shall we come to you directly after we finish eating?"

"If you finish your work, just go to Uncle Yuan directly. He will arrange tasks for you. I guess we are probably a team." After finishing speaking, Li Jiang looked around the living room, "I can feel the heat in your room , that is, the living room is too big, and it takes a long time for the heat to permeate the whole room.”

"No way, but a large living room is also good, and it's cooler in summer." Yang Yiqin looked at the spacious living room, "However, the door leading to the backyard will seep in the cold air, so we are going to find a thick curtain to hang on the door and window of the living room Outside, keep out the wind and keep warm."

"Very good." Li Jiang smiled, "If other survivors can solve their predicament like you, we don't have to worry..."

Yang Yiqin could see clearly: "Each has its own difficulties."

After all, his and Feng Lin's situation is special and almost impossible to replicate.

Others are just fine.

"Who says it's not?" Li Jiang sighed, "That's what I said, mainly because I just came from a family on the second floor and saw their fourteen or fifteen-year-old child with a runny nose from the cold, which made me uncomfortable. .”

Yang Yiqin asked: "So, are we going to start making homemade stoves to cover all survivors?"

"Yes, the dormitory is counted as one stove per dormitory, and the community is counted as one stove per gate—the iron and copper pipes in the base are not enough for the time being, so we can only force everyone to sleep together first." Li Jiang nodded heavily, "Now the army is in Now that we have learned how to build it, we are going to let the furnace cover everyone in the base within two days."

Hearing this, Yang Yiqin was surprised: "In two days? That is, before the day after tomorrow, will we install stoves for every household?"

If it is just to build enough stoves, with limited tools and no hands, everyone can work together to do it.But I heard what Li Jiang said, this time limit includes the process of installing the stove.

That is to say, it is built and installed at the same time.

Li Jiang gave a negative answer: "You guessed wrong, to be precise - before midnight tomorrow."

"Before midnight tomorrow?"

"That's right. General Zheng said that at most the survivors can only sleep in the cold."

Hearing this, Yang Yiqin sighed softly.

His eyes were as clear and penetrating as ever, and the smile in his eyes was bright and clean: "I understand, I will help."

Feng Lin said, "Me too."

"Then I will trouble you all. I have other tasks to be busy, so I will leave first." Li Jiang smiled gratefully, "When you finish your work, go to the broadcasting room and find Uncle Yuan directly. Also, remember to wear Make it thicker, it's cold outside."

Yang Yiqin nodded: "Okay, goodbye."

The two watched Li Jiang leave again.

They ate the breakfast that Li Jiang sent, and took off the porridge that was slowly cooking on the stove, and put it on the ground, ready to eat it when they came back at night.Then cover the round iron cover of the stove again, and block the air outlet below - in this way, the briquettes in the stove will burn very slowly, so that coal resources will not be wasted, and the fire can be retained.

It was already seven o'clock in the morning.

The wind and snow outside did not show signs of stopping at all, and the goose-feathered snow was falling profusely, blurring the trees and courtyard in front of us.In just a few hours, the snow in the backyard increased by a few centimeters, and it was as thick as snow-white square bricks.

If it wasn't for the fact that there were two steps between the living room and the yard, forming a drop of thirty or forty centimeters, the door of the living room might have been buried.

But that's the moment to rejoice.

With the heavy snow falling like this, it was only a matter of time before the snow covered the door frame.Moreover, the temperature inside the house is higher than that outside the house, and the snow that has not passed the door frame will gradually melt, and finally condense into ice under the erosion of cold wind and cold air.

At that time, the opening and closing of the living room glass door will become very difficult.After a long time, it will suffer a certain degree of damage.

Thinking of this, Yang Yiqin decided to install the door curtain first, and then talk about going out.He found a blanket from the warehouse, took out needles, thread and cotton, and began to sew the door curtain on the spot.

Feng Lin followed behind him step by step, looking at the needle and thread in his hand suspiciously.

Yang Yiqin asked him with a smile, "Want to try?"

"Okay." Feng Lin nodded, "I'll sew the other half of the door curtain."

Yang Yiqin handed him one of the needles and threads, and then explained in detail: "Sew these two thin blankets together, and then stuff a little cotton in."

Feng Lin looked serious, and sewed the door curtain step by step according to the steps, his movements were extremely unfamiliar.

Yang Yiqin's sewing skills are average, but much better than Feng Lin's, and the stitches can be called neat.The reason for this is that there is an old grandmother who is good at needlework in the village of my hometown. When he was a child, he was playful and curious. He would often watch his grandmother sew tiger-toed shoes, and it took him a long time to watch.

If you read a lot, you only need to explore for a while, and you can get started.

After sewing, they worked together to hang the door curtain.

It took them only about 10 minutes to do all this.Finally, they put all the tools on the table into their tool bags, each of them picked up a heavy backpack, and prepared to go to the prison to perform this temporary mission.

Just looking at the blizzard in the backyard is still not intuitive enough, the blizzard outside is bigger than they imagined.

The two walked out of the community side by side, looking up at the white sky.

The wasteland is also covered with white snow, and the green grass that has not had time to completely wither is buried at once, and there is no trace of its existence.When the heavy snow stops and the ice melts, they will completely lose their vitality and wait for the spring of the coming year.

Yang Yiqin and Feng Lin didn't hold an umbrella. Wearing combat boots exchanged from the base, they stepped into the snow layer several centimeters thick and walked towards the prison step by step.

"Squeak-"

"Squeak-"

The sound of the soles of the shoes stepping on the snow came to the ears.

Looking back at the road they walked, Yang Yiqin was not surprised to see that the footprints of the two were covered by a thin layer of ice and snow in a blink of an eye. The farther away from their footprints, the faster they would disappear in the wind and snow, as if Cover up the traces of their presence.

In the community in the vast snow, every building looks a little unreal.

Yang Yiqin withdrew his gaze and continued walking forward.

Someone had sprinkled snowmelt salt on the passage from the community to the prison. Apart from being a little wet, the road was not difficult to walk.When they arrived at the prison area, they found that the main movement lines of the prison had also been sprinkled with salt, and the soldiers had cleared the way they could pass.

On the playground, you can see many soldiers walking in the snow. They are carrying coal resources and stoves to the carts one after another.

The two didn't stop, and walked quickly all the way to the broadcasting room.

As soon as the thickly dressed old Yuan saw them, he immediately greeted them and said, "You guys are here, come in quickly! It's snowing outside!"

Yang Yiqin and Feng Lin entered the broadcasting room as promised.

After they came in, they understood why it was said that there was a lot of "snow" outside instead of "wind" outside, because the temperature in the broadcasting room was almost the same as that outside, and even a little colder than outside.

Yang Yiqin asked: "Uncle Yuan, why don't you burn a stove here?"

"Give it to those who need it most first." Lao Yuan rubbed his hands and continued, "But Xiao Li is going to the latte basin. You can directly light the brazier in a while. Anyway, the doors and windows of the broadcasting room will not be closed, so don't worry. Carbon dioxide poisoning."

While chatting, Yang Yiqin and Feng Lin put the tools in their hands on the table.

Lao Yuan stretched out his hand and pulled it, then asked with a smile, "Bring your own tools?"

"Partly, I'm used to making complete preparations." Yang Yiqin said, "I can't always look for it when I need it."

"Yes, yes." The old man stroked his beard in approval, and then handed them a piece of A4 paper, "You will cooperate with Li Jiang's team to install the existing stoves for the people on the list. After the task is over, come back Find me, and I'll give you the second batch of furnaces and lists."

Yang Yiqin took the A4 paper, looked at the building numbers on the list, and found that except for a few specially marked cells, the rest were residents of the community.The residents of the community are basically installed according to the building, and each household is installed for the survivors.

Aware of his doubts, the old Yuan explained: "First install the stoves for the survivors, and after the stoves in our own cottage are made, we will install them for the troops in the cell. After all, the physical fitness of the survivors is where the base is afraid." They couldn't hold on, and several people had already caught a cold during the investigation this morning."

Yang Yiqin nodded: "I understand."

Feng Lin looked around and asked, "Where is the stove?"

"Li Jiang is going to pick up your share, wait a moment." Lao Yuan said, "It is not only the stove, but also coal, which needs to be divided carefully."

After a while, Li Jiang braved the wind and snow and ran into the broadcasting room.

"Are you here?" He looked at Yang Feng and the other two, "Just in time, we are about to start action."

"Row."

Yang Yiqin and Feng Lin put on their backpacks again and followed behind Li Jiang.

They have a team of ten people, each in groups of two, literally "sending warmth" to the survivors.

Before the end of the world, heating a room in the north was a relatively simple matter, and it couldn't keep up with the troubles.Now, however, they not only have to build the stove and the smoke duct from scratch, but also teach every survivor how to use the stove, so that people who have never used it before will not use it improperly and cause accidents.

Thinking about it this way, a family sharing a stove, and letting several people supervise and remind each other can also minimize the probability of accidents.

They started from the cell, knocked on the door of each cell, explained the reason to the survivors inside, and received an unprecedented warm welcome.When Yang Yiqin and Feng Lin started working, several people surrounded them, handing them tools and observing their installation process.

After the installation was over, when I gave a few people a popular science on how to use the stove, someone asked: "If it's so simple, can I join you? I have done carpentry before, and my hands-on skills are pretty good. I also want to help a little bit."

"I think it's okay." Yang Yiqin nodded, "We also explored it ourselves. If you have woodworking experience, uncle, you should be better than us."

"Then I'll go directly to Lao Yuan?"

"Uncle Yuan must be very happy."

At this time, Li Jiang, who was installing the prison cell next to him, came over.While clapping the rust on his hands, he asked curiously, "How did I hear that someone was looking for Uncle Yuan?"

The uncle who just spoke raised his hand: "I asked, I have been a carpenter before, and I want to see if I can help a little."

"That's a good relationship!" Li Jiang's eyes lit up, "If you have this skill, you should have told us earlier, there must be something you can do!"

Yang Yiqin bent his eyes: "You can't say that."

Feng Lin added: "People with experience and skills are popular everywhere."

They have been constantly developing new abilities, cooking, blacksmithing, planting, cutting, sewing... almost all of them are learned from scratch, just to adapt to this difficult and ever-changing environment in the last days.

Therefore, for people with skills, they always respect them.

"Yes." Li Jiang chuckled, "Compared to you, I probably only have the advantage of being younger."

The man showed a self-ashamed expression: "Don't praise me, you are... Hey, thank you for your hard work. You are about the same age as my son, but you have to do so many things for the base."

For a long time, young people in their 20s abound in the teams that search for food and rescue people and guard the base.

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