Dongfeng hesitated for a moment, turned around and adjusted the frequency of the walkie-talkie, trying to contact the minister.

"Minister, there are survivors outside the south gate who want to enter the trading market. Can we use ropes to hang them up?"

Sizzling——

A few seconds later.

Uncle San's voice came from the intercom.

"Xie Changshan said that the south gate is also blocked?"

"Yes, it was sealed just now."

"You want to use a hanging basket to bring people in from outside?"

"I think there are indeed old people and women among them, and they are a little bit intolerable."

"well....."

The third uncle let out a long sigh.

"In case they are infected, put them up in a hanging basket and come into direct face-to-face contact with you. The risk of infection is very high..."

"If they have hidden firearms and you pull them up, you won't have time to react."

"Furthermore, if this is started, if there are survivors coming later, will they be rescued or not?"

"You only consider the safety of this small group of people. Have you considered the safety of other brothers on the walls of the buffer city, the safety of the workers in the buffer city who have not yet been evacuated, and even the safety of hundreds of thousands of people in the trading market?

safety?”

"Now, we can't do anything that involves any risk!"

Dongfeng was silent for a long time, feeling extremely guilty.

He felt that he had not considered the problem carefully.

Which one is more important, he should have considered it a long time ago.

What's more, after the city is closed, no one will enter. This order has been issued long ago.

Now when I asked the question to the minister, his face was burning with pain.

"Yes, Minister, I understand."

The third uncle continued:

"However, we can give them a way to survive."

"What?" Dongfeng was a little surprised when he heard this.

If you don't let them in, how can you help them?

"I will send someone over later and give you a key and a walkie-talkie, as well as some basic supplies. You can pack them up and throw them over. The key is the key to the No. 1 sentry tower in the east of the trading market."

The third uncle paused for a few seconds and then continued:

"You can let them go to our sentry tower. Although there is no heating there, at least there is a place to protect it from the wind and snow, and it is also closed to prevent wall-climbing zombies."

"Watch Tower No. 1 is less than 5 kilometers away from the trading market. They can walk there quickly and can open the door below with the key."

"In addition, since I helped them, I also asked them to help keep an eye on the surrounding situation. Once a large number of zombies are discovered, or any abnormality is discovered, contact us immediately using the walkie-talkie."

Dongfeng's eyes widened after hearing what his third uncle said.

I screamed in my heart, I'm going to kill you!

You can still do this!

Now, more than a dozen guard towers around Oil City have all been withdrawn, and those guard towers are empty.

However, they put a lot of effort into building those sentry towers. They have withstood the test of wall-climbing zombies and can completely withstand the impact of wall-climbing zombies and ordinary zombies.

Although it is made of stacked containers, it is just a layer of iron and there is absolutely no brick wall or concrete to keep warm, but at least it is safer than staying in other places.

In addition, giving them the key to the sentry tower can also make full use of this group of people to act as their eyes and ears outside the Oil City.

In other words, you only need to pay a very small amount of food, a walkie-talkie, and a sentry tower that is not needed now, in exchange for sentinel tower observers surrounding the Oil City.

Saving them will also be beneficial to Oil City.

It's simply a genius idea.

Dongfeng admired the minister's wit from the bottom of his heart.

"Okay, Minister, then I will do as you say."

"Um."

The third uncle continued to add:

"By the way, if there are any survivors coming like this later, you can investigate and if you see any reliable ones, send them to the surrounding sentry towers. I will prepare the keys and supplies for you."

"Okay, thank you, Minister." Dongfeng said quickly.

"Thank me for what?"

"Uh... I'll thank you on their behalf."

The third uncle didn't speak for a long time, and after a while he answered:

"Dongfeng, our trading market has many problems now. With such a large population, you must guard the buffer city wall. Remember that there are more than 200,000 people behind you..."

"I understand!" Dongfeng's heart was heavy, and he felt the pressure coming up all at once.

...

After communicating with his third uncle, Dongfeng explained the chat with the minister to Liu Youguang and other subordinates.

He also told the group of survivors below that they could not come in.

Chang Yichang, who was under the wall, heard that the people in the trading market were still unwilling to let them in. He was so lost that he collapsed on the ground in despair.

It’s over!

It's such a cold day and it's snowing heavily.

Where else could they go?

It's already the end of the road.

They knew about the trading market very late, and they only knew about it half a month ago.

After learning about the trading market, I rushed here non-stop.

But on the road, wall-climbing zombies appeared. They hid here and there and killed many people. The remaining people went through a lot of hardships to get here.

Who would have thought that there would be no way in.

"But, I can give you another way, not far from here to the east..."

Hearing Dong Feng's butt, Chang Yichi immediately got up.

After listening carefully to Dongfeng's words, he thanked him excitedly:

"Thank you, no problem, no problem, we accept your arrangement, and we will definitely contact you once we find any abnormalities."

Although you can't enter the trading market, the place Dongfeng mentioned seems to be pretty good.

At least it blocks the wind and snow, and can resist the impact of wall-climbing zombies.

Now they have no other option, this seems to be the best way.

Twenty minutes later.

Ding Tai'a came up from under the wall with a package and a rope.

He handed it to Dongfeng with his own hand,

"The minister asked me to send it over. The walkie-talkie is fully charged, and there are also two fully charged batteries. Let them use it sparingly. Don't turn on the walkie-talkie when nothing happens. It should last a long time."

"The channel has been set on the walkie-talkie, so they should not adjust it randomly and just contact us according to this channel. The correspondent at the communications office will answer the call."

"There are two UV flashlights inside, give them to them too."

"In addition, there are 50 tortillas, which are given to them for free, but you must make it clear to them that if you find any abnormalities, you must tell us."

Dongfeng took the package, nodded and said, "Okay, please send it over."

Although Liu Tai'a is the deputy captain of the brigade, his status is higher than that of the captain.

Just because Liu Tai'a is from the combat department!

In fact, none of these items add up to more than 30 points, of which 50 tortillas only earn 12.5 points.

This is like spending dozens of points to buy their lives and act as the eyes and ears of Oil City.

But for them survivors, it is also the best outcome.

At the moment, they have no other choice.

Afraid of breaking the walkie-talkie and flashlight if they were thrown directly, Dongfeng and the others tied the package with a rope and put it down.

........
Chapter completed!