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Ling Feng's explanation made Liang Yue completely speechless about this man.

She didn't even know how to describe Ling Feng.

Because he has his own set of behavioral logic in doing things.

It was an emotion so pure that no matter what he did, he never felt wrong.

Even sacrificing others to achieve his own goals, Ling Feng also has a way to justify himself.

The point is, Ling Feng is not trying to quibble, he is thinking from the bottom of his heart that he is right.

Pure goodness or pure evil are both things that frighten people.

Liang Yue kept her mouth shut and stopped communicating with Ling Feng.

At night, the temperature plummets.

Ling Feng said to Liang Yue and the others: "Let's go back to rest at night! Now that the vision is getting worse, I don't worry that Zhang Yi will notice anything abnormal."

He took the special forces back and passed by the tunnel excavation site on the way to inspect the work.

There are more than 1000 surviving residents in Xujia Town, and nearly [-] laborers can be dispatched.

But authenticity is impossible for so many people to dig together at the same time.

Batches must be divided, and 20 people work in each batch.

Shifts are then made every half hour.

The digging at the beginning is the most tiring.

Because a certain depth below the surface is frozen into permafrost, it is very difficult to excavate only by manpower.

Ling Feng came over with the captains, and asked Academician Wu who was in charge of the project: "How is it going? Did the work go well on the first day?"

Academician Wu said: "Everything is proceeding according to the original plan. If there are no accidents, we will be able to open this 1500-meter-long tunnel in a month's time if we continue to excavate around the clock like this!"

"And—boom!"

Academician Wu made an explosive gesture and said with a smile, "We will use 2000 kilograms of explosives to send Zhang Yi's shelter up into the sky!"

Ling Feng nodded in satisfaction.

He looked at the construction site, which looked busy and bustling.

There are several soldiers with guns watching over them.

And not far away, the people waiting to hand over their shifts were already waiting with shovels and bamboo baskets in their hands.

Suddenly, Ling Feng frowned, he quickly walked up to a villager, and stopped him.

"You, look up and let me see!"

The villager had a scarf wrapped around his face, but was small in stature.

Hearing Ling Feng's order, he tore off the scarf, revealing an immature face.

Ling Feng's eyes widened all of a sudden, "How old are you?"

"I'm 13 years old."

The boy answered honestly.

Ling Feng was suddenly furious, and shouted at Xu Dongtang and Academician Wu who were nearby: "Didn't I say that children under the age of 16 should not be allowed to work!"

"Do you know that children are the future and hope of the nation!"

Xu Dongtang hurried forward and said, "Team Ling, we are all farmers, even though he is only 13 years old, he is no worse than an adult in the city in terms of strength."

However, Ling Feng said angrily: "If I say no, I won't! No matter how tight the project is, we must have a bottom line in doing things!"

He pointed at the boy, "Bring him back to me immediately! This is a battlefield, children cannot join!"

Xu Dongtang hurriedly pulled the child aside, "Yes, yes, I will take him back right away!"

The boy looked at Ling Feng with gratitude and admiration in his eyes.

Not far away, Liang Yue witnessed this scene and felt even more speechless.

She really didn't know how to evaluate Ling Feng.

Ding crab?

Liang Yue was speechless, but the two were indeed very similar.

Xu Dongtang ordered the child to be taken away.

Ling Feng said to him: "In order to speed up the progress of the project, our tunnel must not stop for 24 hours. Mayor Xu, I hope you will take the lead and let everyone work hard to overcome it."

Xu Dongtang was dumbfounded.

Ling Feng had never told him about this matter.

No, Ling Feng never considered the opinions of him and the villagers of Xujia Town.

Including coming to dig tunnels, now these people don't know what the role is.

Hearing that it will take 24 hours to rotate continuously, Xu Dongtang was frightened.

"Team Ling, isn't this workload too much?"

Ling Feng asked back, "Is it big? There are 40 people in two shifts per hour, and about 1000 people in one day. Is this reasonable?"

Xu Dongtang argued: "But in this kind of weather, even if you only work for half an hour a day, the body of ordinary people can't bear it!"

"What's more... if it really turns around, we don't know how long this project will take."

"Team Ling, what on earth are you going to do?"

Xu Dongtang plucked up the courage to ask.

Ling Feng didn't explain to Xu Dongtang, but just patted Xu Dongtang on the shoulder lightly.

"Old Xu, you just need to cooperate with our work well. Do you understand?"

"Everything we do is for the good of your Xu family town. If you don't get rid of the devil Zhang Yi, you will all die in the future!"

"Be smart, don't think I'm hurting you!"

After Ling Feng finished speaking, he turned around and left without giving Xu Dongtang any chance to bargain.

In other words, in his eyes, Xu Dongtang has no right to bargain.

"Let's go back and rest! We will continue to come here tomorrow!"

Ling Feng smiled and said to Liang Yue and the others.

As the main force of the frontal feint attack, they launch a supernatural attack, which consumes a lot.

Liang Yue saw through Ling Feng at this moment, so she didn't say anything, and followed him across the river back to Xujia Town.

After returning, someone immediately ordered the women in Xujia Town to prepare food for them.

Not long after, a table of food was served in front of Ling Feng and the others.

The main foods are steamed buns and grilled fish. After all, these two foods are the most stocked nowadays.

Ling Feng ate with big mouthfuls, and he could bite off more than half of the handmade steamed buns with one mouth.

For the next period of time, life became unpretentious and boring.

Ling Feng led a few strangers, feigning attacks around the shelter every day as usual.

Then on the other side, all the villagers in Xujia Town became coolies, digging tunnels hard.

Because Fatty Xu is a stranger, he will be brought back to the Xishan base in the future, so no one asked him to participate in the work.

But after losing the communication equipment, he also completely disconnected from Zhang Yi.

Time to the third day.

The tunnel was successfully excavated to more than 100 meters. At this time, the difficulty of the working environment was reflected.

The deeper you go, the thinner the oxygen.

There is no oxygen supply equipment, and the most primitive method can only be used to transport air into it through rubber tubes.

Similar to the most primitive diving equipment, the air is pumped into the tunnel by artificial shaking.

However, this method is obviously far less effective than modern equipment.

Coupled with the cold temperature and high labor, someone finally fell down first.

There were shouts in the tunnel, and everyone panicked and carried him out.

There was a military doctor in the special forces team, and after checking it out, he shook his head.

"Acute myocardial infarction, can't be saved."

The person who died was Xu Youzhi, a 52-year-old construction worker.

Older people are most likely to cause myocardial infarction and cerebral infarction in a low temperature state.

This disease is not impossible to treat, but it needs to be sent to a place with a good medical environment quickly for bypass surgery.

Xishan Base has such medical conditions.

But there's no need to go through such trouble for an ordinary villager.

So Xu Youzhi was directly sentenced to death.

The villagers of Xujia Town looked at Xu Youzhi's still warm body, feeling sad and angry.

Xu Youzhi wasn't dead yet, but he was already dead.

And he took his life to work at the Xishan base.

A young man yelled at the surrounding special forces members: "It's inhumane for you to do this! You're using us like cattle and horses, I quit!"

As he spoke, he dropped the shovel in his hand angrily.

Seeing this, the surrounding villagers of Xujia Town also dropped their tools one after another, clamoring to give them an explanation.

And Shen Hong, the supervisor, frowned, and said coldly: "The order of the organization must not be violated! Everything we do is to avenge you."

"Now that we have come to this point, anyone who dares to retreat is tantamount to a deserter!"

The word "deserter" was bitten a little hard by Shen Hong.

He shook his assault rifle, aiming the muzzle at the villagers vaguely.

This simple action is like pouring a basin of cold water on their heads, cooling down the hot blood in everyone's bones.

Xu Dongtang sighed: "Bring him back! Replace him!"

With sorrow in their eyes, the villagers could only carry away Xu Youzhi's body and prepare to take it back to Xujia Town for burial.

However, when one person dies, the follow-up things become uncontrollable.

As the tunnels get deeper and deeper, the conditions and intensity of the work are also changing rapidly.

The second, the third, the fourth...

More and more villagers in Xujia Town died in the process of digging tunnels.

Some people were working hard, and suddenly they fell to the ground.

There are also people who come home after a day's work and lie in bed and never wake up.

The human body is inherently fragile.

They have already tried their best to survive in the extremely cold low temperature.

Now being forced to work in a harsh environment is like the last straw that broke the camel's back and made them lose their lives.

At the back, several corpses are carried out of the tunnel every day.

The mood of the villagers in Xujia Town also became irritable as the number of corpses increased.

Although they didn't dare to directly clash with the gun-wielding special forces, there were constant verbal conflicts and petty actions in private.

After Ling Feng learned of this situation, he was unusually calm.

Because everything is within their expectations.

"Just pick a few leaders and beat them to death. Some people won't know how to be afraid if they don't see blood."

"In addition, we only ask for the progress of the project, and let their own village and town chiefs manage it."

"They are the best at managing their own people, better than us."