[Group Wearing Song Dynasty] The Glory of the Sky

After the plane landed, the car had already driven in and parked.

Hu Fei followed Director Qian to the police station, which is now the temporary military headquarters, and tried to draw up a map of the surrounding area within today, marking all the key areas.

They circled around Jiangyin and looked at all the rivers and mountains.

In addition to Yangzhou, there are several small cities nearby, but they are obviously not as prosperous as the big city with three consecutive cities.

Indeed, as Sun Yuren said, it is estimated that there are more than 10 people there, and both food production and energy reserves are probably very sufficient.

And Liu Xi led his subordinates and his new follower Zhao Qingyu to the government building.

He needs to know the situation first hand.

Zhao Qingyu just felt that staying at home was not an option - there was no way to cook.

Although it would be dangerous to go out with Uncle Liu, he wouldn't starve to death.

"How do you say it?" The moment Liu Xi got into the car, he began to understand the situation with Sun Ci, the co-pilot.

"It has been broadcast three times—the town square, all primary and secondary schools, the new military headquarters, and several other densely populated areas." Sun Ci replied quickly: "I wrote the speech. Deputy Mayor Long has already read it—but when he read it later, he changed some places."

"Repeat it again." Liu Xi signaled the driver to drive faster, without paying attention to the red light on the road, turned his head and said: "Pick the key points."

The matter of the whole town crossing, obviously cannot be concealed.

They had a brief discussion before leaving the room, and every executive agreed.

It’s easy to make up a temporary excuse—plague, war, or even experimental observations. They bite this argument to death and close the environment, and they can deal with it in a short period of time.

But as long as one person finds out that the outside world has completely changed, the hearts of the people in the whole town will collapse like an ant's nest, and the mess will be even more difficult to clean up.

When Liu Xi set off to find his friend Lao Zhao, deputy mayor Long went to review the manuscript twice in person, and sat in front of the microphone in the town broadcasting hall.

They temporarily connected seven lines, and Director Wu arranged power supply for a short notice.

The old man coughed, and with the harsh beeping of the loudspeaker, he handed the phone to the secretary next to him.

He looked at the manuscript, took a deep breath, and said, "I am the deputy mayor of Jiangyin Town, Long Hui."

The crowd gathered in several places made a lot of discussions, and they obviously felt that something was wrong.

"I must explain to everyone that our town has been confirmed to have traveled to another era."

"Please listen clearly, it is the entire land of this town, and all the people in our town, who have come to an unknown era-we cannot confirm the dynasty and location, but it is definitely not any one that existed in the old history. section."

"This is also the reason why we closed the city. All residents are requested to cherish their property and life safety, and do not cross the cordon without authorization. Our administrative department and the police station will not be responsible for anything that happens outside the red line."

He had obviously begun to write off the manuscript, and simply put the two or three pages of manuscript aside, his eyes became more serious, and his tone was extremely serious.

"According to the situation we mobilized the forces of various departments in the morning, there is a war between the north and the south, and there is no country to turn to." The old man coughed a little uncomfortable, and Sun Ci stood beside him and patted him on the back lightly.

Mr. Long is an aborigine of the town, and he also watched the place develop step by step from a village to what it is now.

The whites of his eyes were a little cloudy, but his eyes were calm and solemn: "All men, whether voluntarily or involuntarily, should shoulder the responsibility of surrounding their homes."

"From today onwards, the re-division of labor and re-enrollment will all start, and the specific situation will be notified by the subordinates."

"Again."

"In the face of the mutation, what the government can do is to coordinate everyone's preparations for war as soon as possible."

"All sorrow and anger cannot be higher than what you should do most at present."

"That is, try your best to survive."

Liu Xun walked into the office building quickly, his camel coat flung out in an arc, he was silent for a few seconds before going upstairs, then turned his head to the security guard and Sun Ci and said, "Move my desk to the first floor later, I will I don't want to climb anymore."

"You don't need to take the computer, just move the important files."

Sun Ci was stunned for a moment, and then confirmed: "There are only the reception and security office on the first floor."

"Then use the security guard's place for me. They go to the mayor's office to rest." Liu Xi patted the shoulder of the little security guard next to him, and led Zhao Qingyu to the meeting room on the sixth floor.

... The meeting place also needs to be changed.

For a long time, he was able to paralyze on the stairs with his physique.

As soon as the door to the meeting was opened, everyone was really present this time.

All forty core members arrived, except for Hu Fei and Qian Ju, everyone else was basically there.

When Liu Xi saw Mr. Long, he saluted subconsciously, and the other party nodded slightly to express his acceptance.

Long Hui was originally a professor in the communication department of the university next door, and when he was almost seventy, he was specially hired back to Jiangyin Town as the deputy mayor.

His health was not very good, and he didn't participate much in government affairs when he came here. He belonged to a senior consultant.

"This is... the only person in our town who can fly a plane." Liu Xi realized that everyone was looking at the young man, and introduced: "A student in the junior class of Aluneth University in the Euro Country, who has just graduated This time, I came back to visit relatives on vacation."

Liu Xun paused, as if he was making a decision: "For the time being, he is my third secretary."

Zhao Qingyu froze for a moment, feeling quite betrayed.

He observed the other two secretaries just now...it seems that they are all working hard.

"Don't talk nonsense." Liu Xi found him a stool, motioned him to sit here first, and walked back to his original position quickly: "Wu Gong, you report the situation first."

Wu Gong's eyes moved back from Zhao Qingyu's body, and he coughed lightly and stood up.

"The total conscription is about 8000 people."

"The rest of the labor force in the prime of life consists of about [-] men and women."

This number is expected. "

"What about energy?"

Wu Gong raised his eyes, pulled out a roll of map from the side in the next second, and stretched it out for everyone present to see.

This is the old map of Jiangyin Town, which is now clearly marked.

There are four gas stations in Jiangyin Town, including two secondary stations and two primary stations.

The total capacity of the first-level station is 220 cubic meters, the total capacity of the second-level station is 120 cubic meters, and a total of 680 cubic meters of oil can be used.

In addition, the drinking water and food reserves are recorded in tons, and the measurement results have not yet been released.

The batteries, electric boards, etc. are still being collected and disassembled, and they also need to wait.

Liu Xi listened to the report in silence, thinking that the situation was neither bad nor good.

Everything has to be used to the maximum.

"Zhao Qingyu, isn't it?" Old Man Long who was sitting on the left suddenly said, "I heard that you flew around with them just now?"

Zhao Qingyu was still in a daze, but when he heard the grandfather tell him to stand up immediately, he felt like being picked up by the class teacher to answer the question.

"Yes, it is!"

"What did you see?"

Zhao Qingyu looked at the old man with a long beard, took a deep breath for a moment, and said, "Nearby is the alluvial plain, the terrain is flat, the middle is high and the sides are low, and there are many rivers running through it."

Long Hui's eyes showed slight approval, and he said again: "What else?"

"There are not too many forests nearby, most of them are paddy fields. Yangzhou City is densely populated, and the nearby fortifications are solid, but the main checkpoints are all set up in the north to prevent foreign invasion, and the defense in the south is slightly weaker."

The old man stroked his beard, and let everyone look at Zhao Qingyu again - the child's face turned red from being watched. "anything else?"

Zhao Qingyu glanced at Liu Xi as if asking for help, and said again: "It's not suitable for fire attacks or using large explosives...I think...you can use a high-pressure water gun."

He lowered his head and stared at the white Luyushi tabletop, and said again: "According to observation, it was about 1000 years ago outside, and attacking and defending were nothing more than shooting arrows and throwing stones."

"The city walls can be blasted with explosives for demolition, and the defenders... can be dispersed with smoke bombs or water guns."

Minimizing the damage is something he subconsciously chooses in his heart.

To resist the offensive from the north and the south, population is a must.

If a large-scale bombing will only fill this new city with hatred, things will become more and more troublesome.

When Liu Xi heard this, he couldn't help but patted his hairy head again.

A girl in the distance burst out laughing.

Long Hui sat where he was, and said slowly: "Is there any more?"

Before she finished speaking, Zhao Qingyu's stomach grumbled in full view.

Only then did he realize belatedly that he hadn't had a drop of water for nearly twelve hours from two o'clock in the morning to now.

"Also... I'm a little hungry."

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