Reborn in the red years, I am farming in space

Chapter 694 Who Wants To Escape?

The deserted plains in the early morning are completely silent.

At this time, the north wind no longer roared, but became softer.

It's just that the wind is no longer so violent, but the temperature on the wasteland has become lower, with a kind of piercing cold.

The night is like splashed ink, and you can't see your fingers.

Under the eaves of each miner's dormitory, there is a dim 40w incandescent light bulb hanging, swaying in the cold wind, as if it will die at any time.

Under the eaves of the new miners' dormitory at No. 8, there is also a shabby incandescent lamp hanging with snakeskin cords.

In the breeze, the light bulb, which was shaking from side to side, suddenly stopped shaking at this moment.

then,

A very strange scene appeared: I saw the light bulb turning slowly out of thin air.

There was a soft "click",
The bayonet light bulb was detached from the lamp socket and slowly landed under the wall outside the dormitory.

Then in the dark night, the door shook.

A figure in black clothes, black trousers and a black mask slipped out from the crack of the door without making a sound.

Then,

Among the lights in the distance, the light bulbs that could slightly illuminate the dormitory seemed to be cursed by some kind of magic: "Boom—", "Boom——".

Bulbs burst one after another.

It's just that it's early morning, the darkest, quietest, and coldest hour of the day.

Countless exhausted miners were sleeping soundly, not to mention this slight sound.

Even if a train passes by from a distance at this time, it may not wake up those exhausted miners.

Occasionally, one or two mine workers heard the sound of a light bulb bursting in the dimness.

He just turned over and continued to sleep.

Outside the house was dripping with ice and freezing cold.

In this world, I am afraid that few people have the enthusiasm and impulse to leave the warm bed and go to change the light bulb for the public.

Whatever it is. Anyway, it's not my own.

This is what most people really think.

The black shadow that blended perfectly with the night came silently to those barbed wire fences behind the fence.

Several Tibetan mastiffs seemed to have smelled the smell and heard the sound, and they were standing up straight with their ears and front paws, looking around suspiciously.

In the darkness, more than 10 pieces of fat beef, with a tempting aroma, slowly flew over from the air.
Then the beef slowly lowered its height and fell silently into the group of Tibetan mastiffs.

"woo"

A series of food-protecting growls came from the throats of the silly Tibetan mastiffs, and then they each picked up a piece of beef and gobbled it up.

After 2, 3 minutes,

All the Tibetan mastiffs who had eaten beef had heavy eyelids and weak bodies.

The veterinary drug "Dongmianling" is an injection.

It is the most effective to deal with those fattening pigs who like to jump in circles and escape, are alive and kicking every day, and only eat but not grow meat.

After these Tibetan mastiffs ate the high-tech and hard-working beef, each Tibetan mastiff couldn't bear the waves of drowsiness, and eventually fell asleep.

The black shadow slowly came to the side of the barbed wire, and his feet paused slightly on the ground.

The whole figure is like a night owl, quietly raised 2 or 3 meters, and lightly crossed the barbed wire and landed on the earth wall.

The night was dark and the wind was as cold as a knife.

The two guys on the night shift in the watchtower were already snoring like thunder with their arms around the wine bottle!

Tibetan mastiffs are ferocious and powerful.

But because of this,

Over time, the guards in the coal mine, even the person in charge of the coal mine, will form an inexplicable trust and psychological dependence on those Tibetan mastiffs that have never disappointed:
What is there to worry about?

With the 10 Tibetan mastiffs guarding the mine, what could go wrong?
Not to mention a few miners, even if a pack of wolves came, they couldn't deal with these Tibetan mastiffs!
So the guards on duty in the coal mine usually don't pay attention at all.

Unless they heard the roar of the Tibetan mastiff, these guards would lazily raise their eyes from behind the glass windows on the watchtower to see what was going on.

Anyway, if the Tibetan mastiff does not bark, the guards will not move. This is a habit they have developed over the years.

The black shadow quietly crossed the soil fence and landed on the silent wasteland without a sound.

The wilderness is dark and quiet, revealing a chilling fear in the silent place.

Only the pile of "hot fires" that are as high as two people can make people feel that there are still traces of human existence in this wasteland.
In many places in the Northwest.

During the Chinese New Year, everyone has the habit of lighting a fire, in order to hope that the coming year will be smooth and prosperous, and in order to win a good fortune.

It’s just that other people’s burning fire piles, that is, on the night of the New Year’s Eve, a fire pile is piled up with hundreds of catties of coal, up to a thousand catties.

But Doujiapan Coal Mine is different: Brother Dun and the others are not short of money.

Not to mention the coal.

So there are 15 fire piles in this coal mine in a row!
They are planning to burn it continuously from the first day of the first lunar month to the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.

The black shadow came out of the soil fence, then avoided the huge pile of fires far away, and sneaked quietly to the back of the coal mine compound.

In the yard, there is a pile of semi-condensed gasoline and diesel.

These are diesel and gasoline because the weather is too cold and the state is between ice cubes and ice chips.

It was Luo Xuan who used paint buckets from the coal mine's oil storage to carry them outside one by one.

Then use low temperature to freeze the oil into this state.

It stands to reason that in the north, at least minus 30 diesel and gasoline are generally used.

In this way, in winter, it can be guaranteed that these diesel and gasoline can be used normally by trucks and automobiles.

But Doujiapan Coal Mine only uses diesel generators, so it needs to consume a lot of diesel.

However, in Doujiapan Coal Mine, in order to prevent the diesel oil from condensing, they built a greenhouse for storing diesel oil.

So they don't need to spend high prices to buy diesel with antifreeze.

As for Dunge, the person in charge of the coal mine, the gasoline used by his two jeeps is also stored with the diesel on weekdays.

In this cold wilderness,

Minus 20 gasoline with antifreeze added, which is not very well-crafted, will turn into a popsicle-like state if it is left outdoors for 10 minutes.

Luo Xuan raised his mind,

Transport a lump of cylindrical solid diesel and gasoline to the wilderness.

Using your mind to transport things in large quantities is really exhausting your mind and energy!

Wait until this batch of diesel and gasoline is shipped out.

Then Luo Xuan stepped into the space, rested for a while in the space, seized the time to use his thoughts, and then exited the space again.

The sound of silence in the wilderness.

Luo Xuan transported these diesel and gasoline, which were not in a very solid, semi-solid state, to the Mongolian enclosure.

Immediately afterwards, Luo Xuan crouched on the top of the yurt, listening carefully to the movement around him
The wind is the softest during this time period.

It is only because of the cold air at night that it has not been heated up and has not formed strong convection with the cold wind at high altitude.

The wind was soft, and everything was silent.

The tent was full of alcohol and snoring like thunder.

People in these coal mines, as long as they are not poor miners who can't afford alcohol and dare not drink.

Everyone else is good to drink.

And you have to drink to your heart's content, you have to drink people down.

In their words: This is called no ball during the day, nothing to do with the ball at night.

Apart from drinking and guessing games, it is really difficult to have other entertainment programs to pass the long years.

Maybe some people think that since they have nothing to do and life is so boring, they should hug their mother-in-law!
In fact, those real people, those men who have been married for a long time, would rather get together to drink and brag than to provoke their own wives.

——Just like the cattle in the production team, who would be willing to plow the land?
Luo Xuan lightly climbed to the top of the yurt, and looked into the tent carefully through the air hole in the middle.

The vent hole in the middle of this largest yurt is called "Tao Nao".

It is equivalent to the skylight in the Mainland.

Through Tao Brain,

Luo Xuan saw that Brother Dun, the person in charge of the Doujiapan coal mine, was hugging a woman who was about the same weight as him, lying on his back, snoring loudly.

On the carpet next to Dunge.

Perhaps it was because of drinking too much and being hot all over, the forehead also snored like thunder.

And that Buck who competed against Luo Xuan this afternoon and was defeated in a complete mess, had already vomited a big puddle in front of him.

Like a dead pig spitting foam.

In the whole tent, the smell is very touching: the fishy smell of chilled beef and mutton, the unique aroma of mara wine mixed with the faint smell of wine.

Plus their vomit, the smoky smell of half a catty of spices on women
There is also the smoky smell cultivated by not taking a bath for a long time; there is also the milk and meat foam stained on some carpets for a long time, and the rotten stench
Those flavors mixed together, slowly rising with the heat from the stove in the yurt.

In the end, they all gather at the top of the yurt, where the brain spreads out.

Luo Xuan who was lying on his stomach almost made Xun vomit on the spot!
In this area enclosed by a one-person-high wooden fence.

A total of 5 yurts, large and small, are scattered.

In the most important yurt in the middle, these guys are very hangover, and they are all sleeping soundly.

Luo Xuan in the dark night, like a roc, silently floated down from the tallest yurt to the top of the next yurt.

Then pass through Tao Nao in the middle again and carefully observe the situation inside the yurt
After repeating this several times, Luo Xuan began to think about it.

Then Luo Xuan floated out of the fence, and moved the solid gasoline and diesel fuel that were placed outside to within the range of the fence.

Then use your mind to evenly place these things in the fence.

Use your mind to smash them into fist-sized ice slags, and surround all the yurts.
After finishing all this work, Luo Xuan jumped onto one of the medium-sized yurts again.

Then, along the long wooden citron in the middle of the yurt, it slipped down without a sound.

This yurt is obviously the core of the Doujiapan Coal Mine: the place in charge of finance and bills.

In the whole yurt, there was only one old man about 50 years old sleeping alone in it.

Luo Xuan slapped him unconscious.

Then wrap him tightly with a thick quilt, and then tie him up with the belts and ropes in the yurt.

then,

Luo Xuan pushed aside the curtain of the yurt, carried this guy away from the yurt, and even picked a wilderness that was downwind.

Just so big, throw him to the ground!
The reason why I want to put this guy in a downwind place away from the yurt is to prevent him from waking up suddenly in the middle.

Although the wind on the wilderness is not wild at this time.

But if he wanted to shout for help from below, his voice would not be far away.

I have never personally experienced the wind on the plateau, so I don't know how fierce it is: even if a person walks on the wilderness with bare hands and his legs don't need to use force, the wind can blow him so hard that he can't stop.

But if that person walks against the wind, no matter how hard he tries, he won't be able to walk a few steps, and he'll just get tired and get down!

The man didn't have much clothes on, even if he woke up suddenly in the middle.

Even if he is lucky and can break free from the shackles of the quilt on his body, this person will not dare to run under the temperature of more than minus 30 degrees.

——In just a few minutes, he will turn into a human-shaped popsicle due to the rapid loss of body temperature.

Get it all done.

Luo Xuan returned to the coal mine again, and began to rummage through the yurt in charge of finance.

I saw a desk and several small file cabinets in this small yurt.

There is also a safe that is almost as tall as a person.

Luo Xuan didn't bother to try to see if he could open the safe. Instead, he directly used his thoughts to move the safe, which weighed about 300 kilograms.

Ge Shengsheng moved into his own space, and then found out the ax and machete placed in the space.

Directly to this safe, came a barbaric demolition!

In fact, this kind of civilian safe, that is, the steel outer skin is slightly stronger, and the middle is filled with cement.

When I opened the safe, I saw that there were more than 10 bundles of cash inside.

Some coal mine shareholders' certificates, various incomplete approval procedures, and some evidence of mutual collusion between Brother Dun and those powerful figures.

Luo Xuan was not in the mood to read these.

Leaving out of the space, in the drawer of the huge desk, Luo Xuan found a stack of envelopes with his name written on it.

The Doujiapan Coal Mine pays the mine management personnel, including those miners who go down the mine, monthly salaries.

The amount is calculated in advance, and then the financial staff will put the corresponding cash into the envelope one by one.

When the time comes, the person who comes to receive the salary only needs to sign the salary slip and take away the envelope with his name on it.

As for some of the miners who need to send money home?

Doujiapan Coal Mine will charge them a high handling fee, and then send people to the post office in Qili to help remit the money.

[The flag is equivalent to a county. ]
For the sake of safety, Luo Xuan took the stack of envelopes and entered the space again.

Then from the stack of envelopes specially prepared for the miners, a sum of money was stuffed into each envelope
Lose the world, never lose money to the miners!
They bid farewell to their wives and children, stayed away from their homeland, and risked their lives to dig coal in the well.

Who would dare to treat others badly with this kind of money.

That would really be struck by lightning!
(End of this chapter)