Take the Red Police to Marvel

Chapter 20



A week is neither long nor short. For people in peaceful areas, this is an ordinary week. They get up every morning to work and go home in the evening for seven consecutive days.

But for the people in the war reconstruction area, every day here is suffering. They dare not sleep soundly in the middle of the night, for fear that someone will suddenly take them with a gun and repair the trenches.

Such a day is very scary, but soon they will not have to bear this kind of pain.

Drip!

"Old man, I'm back!"

Raymond returned to the first ruined village according to the map. There are some old people and children in this small village, which need to be taken care of first.

The sound of car horns and shouts quickly attracted people's attention, and soon, the old man ran out of that corner without knowing it.

The old man was vigilant at first, but when he saw the equipment of the peacekeeping infantry, he immediately let go of his vigilance and beckoned the people behind to come over.

Noticing that the old man's condition is not very good, Raymond walked over to support him in three steps and asked, "Old man, what's the matter with you?"

"I'm fine. It was so cold a few days ago that I had a fever. Thanks to the medicine you left at that time, I saved my life."

After hearing that it was not an external injury, Raymond was obviously relieved. He was really afraid that deserters would come here and kill a few people. That would be really sad.

"Don't worry, our camp has already been built, and we will pick you up today."

Seeing the people walking out one after another, Raymond couldn't help but sigh. These people can really be described as old, weak, sick and disabled.

"Everyone, follow me this way and get in the car."

Following Blaze from the village to the dirt road outside, the old man knew why the convoy did not enter the village this time.

Different from the few trucks before, there are more than a dozen trucks this time, and the armored vehicles are still at both ends of the convoy. know what.

Although I don't know what these things are for, the peacekeepers outside with shields and shotguns gave everyone a strong sense of security.

The body of the Hound personnel carrier is still a bit high. Raymond carried a child into the car with a simple smile on his face, and silently recorded the number of people in his heart. When everyone got on the car, Raymond confirmed it again.

"Report to the captain, the number of people has been counted, a total of 34 people."

"Well, let's go to the next village."

Glancing at the word 27 marked next to the village on the map, Raymond nodded and got on the car. There was no doubt that the number of people was not the same as before.

It is normal for some homeless people to enter the village to ask for help, so there is no need to delve into it.

The vehicle started slowly, and the old man's body shook slightly due to the bumps. He hesitated for a moment looking at the peacekeeping infantry sitting outside with shotguns, and finally got up the courage to ask, "Well, can I ask some questions? ?”

"Of course, you can ask."

The remote-controlled tank guards from the outside world should not encounter any encounters. Thinking this way, the peacekeeper raised his hand and put away his black bulletproof mask, revealing his young face.

"Um, how many people are there in that camp, and what is it like?"

When the question was asked, although the other people in the car pretended not to care, their ears were all pricked up.

The peacekeeping infantry smiled and explained, "I don't know exactly how many people are in the camp, because people from other places keep gathering there. But don't worry, there are definitely enough empty rooms. As for the specific appearance... ...It's hard for me to describe it, you'll know it when you get there."

Afterwards, the old man asked several more questions, which were basically closely related to survival. The infantryman told him all the information he knew and could say, and it was considered to be a peace of mind for the other people in the car.

The condition of the rest of the cars is pretty much the same, and everyone is worried about the place where they will live in the future. Although this worry is a bit superfluous, it is understandable.

The distance of more than ten kilometers cannot be said to be far, but the road conditions here are not very good, so it took about half an hour to reach the temporary camp.

When we arrived at the temporary camp, there were already many people queuing up to register and prepare to move in. The house here is obviously a temporary structure. The structure of the house looks a bit simple, but it is not simple.

These houses are the color steel houses widely used in construction sites and temporary camps in later generations. The prefabricated parts of this kind of houses are easy to make, and the cost is low, and the thermal insulation performance and wind resistance performance are not bad, so they are very suitable for temporary camps.

Now this is also a design and technology that transcends the times, because the world's first color-coated steel plate production unit was born in 1955, and it was not popularized to the world until the 20s.

Now that World War II has just ended, color steel houses appeared in the small country of Sokovia ten years earlier.

A color steel house has 18 rooms. There are some basic furniture and electric lights in the room. After registering the name and relationship, the staff will arrange the residents into the room on a family basis.

If there is no family, they will be assigned to the house in groups of four according to the normal distribution method.

"Old man, how do you feel?"

With the help of the infantry, the children have been placed in a special children's shelter, where teachers and doctors sent by the Sokovia government are taking care of the children and treating patients.

"It's a good place, much better than I thought before."

Seeing the peaceful scene in front of him, the old man was finally relieved, and Raymond was also relieved to see the old man relaxed. At this time, he was still quite afraid that someone would cause trouble, and it was best if nothing happened.

"Since this is the case, my mission is complete. If you have something to do, you can find the patrol team. I will go first."

He still has other tasks to carry out without delaying too much time. The peacekeeping infantry is responsible for bringing people there, and more specifically, he will be handed over to other people.

Raymond left, and the old man looked at his disappearing figure and subconsciously touched the head of the child next to him, "We are safe, and we will not live too hard in the future."

"The days to come will get better and better, please follow me now."

The voice from the side made everyone look over, and a woman with a camera came over accompanied by a patrolman.

"In order to prevent possible epidemics and consider your physical safety, you need to undergo a physical examination before allocating housing. After the physical examination, someone will take you to the bathhouse to take a bath and distribute daily necessities and warm clothes."

The position of patrolmen is similar to that of patrol police. They are not system units but qualified candidates recruited from civilians. They have no other weapons except rubber batons and handcuffs around their waists.

This is determined by their job content. The patrollers will be responsible for familiarizing the new residents with life here and providing them with some help.

In addition to this settlement, there are four other settlements of a similar scale under construction. In time, a large city will be established and a prosperous city will be realized in future generations.


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