At the junction of water and forests, dozens of dock workers held fire axes in their hands, scattered in a fir forest. The tall trunks shook slightly in the sound of "aggressive" cutting. The only few hacksaws, which originally belonged to the dock facility construction unit, became the most efficient tools.

With the loud shouts, the people around the trees decisively dodged, and the huge trees squeaked and the broken branches and leaves fell down one after another. A few logs that were simply cut off were tied together with ropes, and then they were slowly pulled away by several slightly modified dock forklifts in the distance.

The construction has been underway for three days, and a full ten days have passed since the disaster. The workers gradually became lazy from the initial craze. The main reason is that there are too many places in this so-called more suitable coastal plains along the coast that young engineers have not made accurate calculations.

There are not many more accurate field survey data, and the drawings are basically copied on the world city tourism map on a laptop carried by a geography teacher.

During the hundreds of years in history, Manhattan has been expanded several times, and even the banks of the Hudson River and the East River have been repeatedly filled and repaired. As for the future Fort Square, it is currently occupied by dense forests, so the Self-Rescue Committee has given up its intention to establish a settlement there from the very beginning.

Apart from the elderly, young, women and children, as well as the transportation of materials that must be occupied and the personnel responsible for the minimum level of safety, there were only more than 200 people involved in the construction of the new settlement. Although the staff was obviously insufficient, most of these people were former dock workers, and former migrant workers from various economically underdeveloped areas worked hard under the guidance of the construction planning team.

Dong Jiunan, who once took the lead in asking for wages, became the construction leader of settlement projects this time, and several people who graduated from civil engineering departments and had experience working in construction companies became engineers in the planning group.

In Dong Jiunan's view, salary and other things have become a thing of the past. Although the entire construction team inevitably brings all kinds of confusion and complaints, Dong Jiunan still tries to divert everyone's attention during construction in the way he can.

The work of landfilling the coastal water seeds consumed the most manpower. Even if all the trolleys and only a few intact dock trailers were used, the transportation volume of a large amount of gravel and soil was still insufficient.

The coastal water terrain area with a radius of more than 100 acres must be completed, and several drainage ditches leading to the river bank must be excavated to strengthen the water terrain seepage and drainage work.

It is expected that landfilling this small wetland swamp is at least a week, which is the progress supported by several repaired motor vehicles. The forests made up of tall North American trees surrounding this plain are even more troubled by everyone.

The small amount of cement steel bars and other building materials for the dock expansion project before the disaster became the most valuable raw materials that can be used directly at present, and more projects must rely on local materials, such as a large amount of logs to build houses, defense walls and the small dock abandoned by Europeans.

Among the tools of various dock construction units that were sorted out, there was no chain saw, and the fire axes and traditional hacksaws used could not provide higher work efficiency at all. In two days, less than 3 acres of forests were cut down. After drawing planning and calculation, the area of ​​forests that needed to be cut down was almost as high as 40 acres.

But difficulties are no longer something that people can worry about now. According to the estimates of a young geography teacher in a middle school, Manhattan will usher in cold weather at most in one month. If there is no real place to live, the surviving people will face a more severe natural test.

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In the corner of a narrow river bank plain, the simply built shacks became the temporary residence of survivors of the disaster. The simple shanty towns built with glass tiles and branches became the only place to live before the settlement was completed. Most modern urban women had to give up their usual delicate image and under the organization of older women, they were responsible for providing the most basic logistical support for the working workers.

Yang Wenwen jumped from the fishing boat to the pier that was still under repair, holding a large plastic packaging tightly in her hand, and walked towards the shack designated by the Self-Rescue Committee for herself and several young sisters she met temporarily without looking back.

"Hey! Look at what I found in the ruins!"

The fashion designer, who was responsible for assisting the material collection and transportation team to register and organize materials, shook the plastic packaging in his hand, and his slightly dusty face was filled with a happy and proud smile. The 27-year-old fashion expert was deliberately keeping it apart, and the swaying packaging made a few crisp glass collisions.

Several young women who were boiling water turned their heads, one of them was wearing a police uniform and the words "bailiff" were printed on his armband. The 32-year-old female bailiff Liu Lanxi encountered a great disaster while accompanying her retired police father on a trip.

"It should be a cosmetic?" Liu Lanxi wiped her short hair, walked to Yang Wenwen with a smile, and pointed to the large packaging in the other party's hand.

"Hmm! Correct!" The female costume designer proudly opened the packaging, took out a few bottles or jars, or plastic or glass, and lowered his voice again, "On the ship passing through the ruins, I found a lot of imported cosmetics, all of which were famous brands! Hehe, no one cares about me any way I take it..."

"Wow!" Except for Liu Lanxi, several young women next to him surrounded him, and they all snatched the unopened cosmetics and looked at them happily.

If these imported cosmetics were placed before the catastrophe, almost every single one would consume half a month's income of an urban white-collar woman, but now they have become garbage that can be obtained in the ruins like scavengers.

"Now these are not the most important things." Liu Lanxi pushed back a bottle of perfume handed over by the other party like an elder sister, and then looked carefully at the hot construction site in the distance and showed concern, "I really don't know when I will be busy until I can live in a house. Now there is insufficient staff, and even the elderly are helping."

"We are not idle either. For example, I have to follow the transportation team to record and check the materials; Yuan Xinyi has to be responsible for delivering water and food with a few sisters; aren't you, Sister Liu Lanxi, also responsible for the safety of the entire women's shed?"

After Yang Wenwen finished speaking, she pointed to Liu Lanxi's waist and knew that the other party had a pistol issued by the self-rescue committee there.

Is this pistol useful? Although I was once called the Flower of the Police Force and the City Women's Sanda Champion, in such a situation, how much effect can it play without the strong maintenance of the customs anti-smuggling team and the police?

Liu Lanxi glanced at a man dressed in a riot policeman who was standing guard not far away, and she felt a little upset.

"Is it Officer Liu Lanxi? I ​​am the liaison officer sent by the Self-Rescue Committee." At this time, Zhou Kemin from the Customs Anti-smuggling Team ran over sweating, with a few shy face on his young face. "Several workers in the logging area were injured because of inexperienced, and an accident occurred in the civil engineering team. The medical team was not in enough staff. Chief Zheng Quan wanted you to find a few women to help quickly, and it would be better for those who know medical care!"

"Okay, I'll mobilize everyone right away!" Liu Lanxi smiled at the big boy in front of her, then took a bottle of mineral water and handed it over, "Please tell Chief Zheng whether you can add more sentinels here during this evening."

"Ah? There is a shortage of people everywhere now. I have to work overtime at night. Even Chief Zheng is at the construction site." The big boy born in the 1990s who was drinking water was stunned and stared at the female bailiff in front of him, a little confused.

"Then... can you give me a few more guns..." Liu Lanxi blushed, and her tone became a little unnatural.

Zhou Kemin was stunned again, following the other party's eyes, looking around at the trench area specially divided for women and children, and slowly understood.

"Sister Liu, now most of the people are on guard around you. Don't worry, I'll come here tonight!" Zhou Kemin smiled embarrassedly, saying that he already understood.

Seeing Liu Lanxi talking to a customs anti-smuggling team member in such a big fanfare, several women, including Yang Wenwen, put down their cosmetics and looked in different directions with different hidden worries.

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Still in the dock area, seven or eight men gathered together and pointed at a hand-painted settlement planning map, most of whom were men in uniforms of armed police, police or customs anti-smuggling teams.

"Old Zheng, we may have to adjust our thinking. If we fully expand it, we may not be able to ensure the progress." Chen Liwen, former deputy captain of the Economic Investigation Brigade of Y City, frowned and pointed at the side of the drawings. "The swamp on the edge does not need to be so anxious to fill it. As long as you can create open spaces that can build the first batch of houses."

"Well, I agree with Captain Chen's opinion. Although those young men are very active in doing things and use the knowledge they have learned to plan, we still have to be realistic... I think we should concentrate manpower to do major tasks, so we will solve the problem of housing first!" Qi Jianjun, former deputy director of the Labor Supervision Brigade of the Yi Municipal Labor Bureau, also nodded frequently.

"Lao Zheng, the transportation of daily necessities can be temporarily slowed down, as long as it is enough at this stage. The transportation capacity of fishing boats is limited. I suggest giving priority to organizing and collecting those wharf building materials, and even the ruins bricks and tiles that can be used." Wang Tiechui, the head of the anti-smuggling ship in the customs, also put forward his own opinions.

The customs anti-smuggling captain, who served as the supreme leader of the Self-Rescue Committee, was also quietly looking at the drawings, thinking about something. Before he could make his final judgment, the two young men walked up to him.

One is Su Zining, who is coordinating personnel in the construction area, and the other is Yan Xiaosong, who is responsible for sorting out materials through the ruins.

"Captain Zheng, I think people should be organized to explore the larger area around now." Su Zining nodded slightly to his former boss Qi Jianjun and took out the map on his body.

The map was drawn by the middle school geography teacher who was familiar with North American climate and named An Shaoqing in two days based on a World City Tourism Manual.

"The entire Manhattan Island is nearly 60 square kilometers, and now most of it is primeval forests and swamps. Traces of wild wolves have been found nearby before. For safety, be careful." As he said that, he extended his finger to the other side of the East River on the map, the Brooklyn area of ​​Long Island in the southeast of Manhattan Island. "Historically, the entire east and west banks of the lower Hudson River were the traditional sphere of influence of the Delava Indians, especially in the west of Long Island, where their large villages were."

As soon as these words were said, the faces of several men in uniform changed slightly.

"The Indians and indigenous people are not as warlike as we imagine. As long as we take the initiative to show goodwill and even get their help, this is extremely important for us to gain a stable foothold before winter."

Yan Xiaosong, who was on the other hand, also added with a smile, and did not seem to mind visiting the nominal owner of this land.

"Well, young people have very active thinking, which is very desirable." Qi Jianjun quickly expressed his agreement, while watching Su Zining and the others nodding frequently.

"Who goes to contact us? What should I do if I encounter danger? How many people are needed?" Zheng Quan first thought of the unfavorable possibility, which is related to his status as a demobilized soldier and his customs profession.

"The biggest obstacle should be language." Su Zining thought for a while and said the only thing he hadn't considered clearly.

"I know a person." Chen Liwen, who was on the side, quickly took over, "The little tour guide of the tour group yesterday was still telling me to be careful of Indians, saying that he had led a North American tour group and learned some Indian language!"

"Well, you can try..." Zheng Quan's eyes finally lit up. He took a hard shot on the map and stood up straight. "Old Qi, talk to the young people responsible for settlement planning and adjust our construction plan. Captain Xiao Chen, discuss with Xiao Su and Xiao Yan. When we finish the most important thing, we will draw out some staff, prepare some necessary supplies, and take you to the other side by boat!"

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After returning to the shack area, Yan Xiaosong kept looking at Su Zining with a strange smile.

"Why... I found your eyes a little lewd." Su Zining threw out a sentence without any good intentions, then sat in the shack, took out a pack of convenience food and started to tear it up. "I heard that you found a laptop from the ruins yesterday. Is there any spiritual food in it?"

"Su Zining, you are good at hiding topics." Yan Xiaosong also took a vacuum-packed chicken feet food and looked at the southeastern Long Island while eating. "Why did you suddenly remember to take the initiative to look for Indians?"

"It's not the first time I've just said it today." Su Zining thought for a while and refused to comment.

"Are you afraid of Qi Jianjun?" Yan Xiaosong spit out the bones of chicken feet, thinking, "You are trying to win over you and use you? Actually, you are trying to say that you are planning to get yourself out by doing something?"

"I have this ability? Holding your thighs is not a chance for everyone..." Su Zining turned his head and quietly looked at the young man who had known him for a short time but had met his friend's conditions in many aspects. "Maybe I'm too sensitive."

"You mean Zheng Quan and the others?" Yan Xiaosong narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled mysteriously, "So I said you are good at hiding topics. In fact, you are worried that this small group now is the people in the customs, armed police and police systems who control everything..."

"They are members of the anti-smuggling operations before the catastrophe, a natural fit group, and the most trustworthy one at present." Su Zining nodded and smiled helplessly, "I remember a psychologist said that in a strange environment, the easiest way to get together is the first group with the same initial intentions."

"Well, you can see that, for example, the more than 100 people who traveled through time are basically living in a shack area now." Yan Xiaosong suddenly realized and was quite interested in Su Zining's theory. "There are also the dock workers, Dong Jiunan and others, and then Zheng Quan and others, now they are basically in the same group attitude."

"Well...you said Qi Jianjun could enter the corner of these three groups?" Su Zining spread his hands and looked innocent, "I don't want to follow him around and then get flirted with him."

"If you don't travel through time... you will definitely be promoted."

Looking at his friend's expression, Yan Xiaosong couldn't help but say something. This sentence also made Su Zining slightly stunned.
Chapter completed!