629 Do as the Romans do 4
After three days, they entered the red zone again. There were still 6 people, and the speed was more than twice as fast. After the last experience, no one took those zombie remains that could be seen everywhere seriously anymore. Except for Hong Tao, he still raised the heat from time to time.
After glancing around, the group arrived at the pre-planned area almost at a trot.
Less than two kilometers away from the western boundary of the New Sixth District, there is a small area of low simple buildings, like temporary dormitories for construction companies. This kind of house is easier to dismantle, and bricks, windows, wires, water pipes and lamps can all be used.
It is also relatively easy to move, so we were selected as the first batch of houses to be demolished based on the principle of easier things first and harder things later.
The work of demolishing a house may seem easy, but in fact it requires a lot of skills. Those who are good at demolition can knock down a wall or remove a window without much effort, and still keep most of it intact. Those who can't demolish it can
People spend twice as much effort, but the result is often a pile of semi-remnants...
This is called specialization in a craft. Of course Hong Tao doesn't have this ability, but scalpers do, and he is still a professional. He worked his way up from a small laborer to a small foreman, and was not only good at building houses but also demolishing them.
Of course, some aspects of optical learning are relatively simple, and the results this night are pretty good. In addition to more than ten complete sets of doors and windows, there are also related door stacks, and the window stacks have also become bricks.
We worked until the rooster crows, and the demolition project was suspended. The bricks were picked out and piled up for later transportation. The doors, windows, broken bridges, and aluminum double-glazed glass were put back intact. Electric wires, switches, etc. were not heavy and did not take up space.
place, roll it up and take it away with you.
Before dawn, the six humanoid transporters returned safely to the New Sixth District. Looking at the loot that filled most of the shack, they were a little tired but in a good mood. After doing this a few times, although the small building could not be completely repaired,
But we can get a few rooms to live in first without any problem.
The weather is about to get colder, and living in a regular house is more comfortable than huddled in a temporary shack. Moreover, it is your own territory, and you don't have to look at anyone, let alone worry about someone sneaking in in the middle of the night and suddenly making trouble.
"Brother Mouse, how did we get so many things into the building?" As usual, Tiger stayed in the shed with Sheep to take care of the luggage. He was naturally happy to see such doors, windows and wires, but after a while he started to frown again.
Exhibited.
"Isn't there a tricycle that has been modified by Sheep? Don't load too much at one time, and remember to find some quilts for cushioning. It was all brought back by the brothers through hard work and sweat. If the glass is broken, it will be of no use."
Hong Tao was quite satisfied with his newly learned house demolition skills. He caressed the smooth metal window frame and was still immersed in the fantasy of how to decorate the house, and responded casually.
"No... I'm talking about how to transport it out inconspicuously! You can't hide such a big thing, can't it be dismantled?" Tiger simply stood in front of the window to block Hong Tao's sight, and then looked at
I turned to scalpers and wanted to get technical support.
"I will fight with anyone who dares to tear down my windows! Tiger, why have you forgotten the rules again? The alliance stipulates that you are not allowed to enter the red zone. There is no rule that refugees are not allowed to buy and sell building materials? What is there to hide? Windows
They were all bought in the market, is it possible that every transaction must be reported to the security team?"
This time, Hong Tao finally understood and started to teach again. In fact, he had no idea whether the security team would take care of this matter. But he could give it a try and find out the details of the rules and the law enforcement of the security team.
Bottom line.
If it works, we will continue to do the same thing and repair the small building without spending a penny. It doesn't matter if it doesn't work, the alliance will definitely not go to war just because of a few doors and windows, and the worst thing is confiscating it.
Besides, no one can prove that they have been to the red zone, so they can't arrest people first and collect evidence later. If that were the case, there would be no underground forces in the safe zone, let alone the murder case of Youlong Company.
Ignore it.
Facts have proved that Hong Tao was right again. When they pushed the tricycle to transport the doors and windows out of the New Sixth District, the security guard at the gate only asked to open the torn quilt and let them go after seeing clearly that there was no contraband.
Of course, their eyes also clearly conveyed a signal: Boy, you are very brave, it is best not to let me catch the pigtails, otherwise you will look good!
"Sir, I just picked up a wallet on the road. I don't know who lost it. You see, I have to work on a construction site and move goods. I really don't have time to find the owner. How about you two helping me?"
Hong Tao saw it and reacted immediately. He took out a hand-sewn wallet from his pocket and presented it with both hands. His face was full of the silly look of "I am a good boy, and I can't afford to lose money."
"...What's in there?" The two security guards in black looked at each other, a little unsure of each other's direction, and did not reach out to take it.
"Hey, you see, I was so busy that I didn't even think of opening it and taking a look... It's not mine anyway, so I wouldn't bother looking at it." Hong Tao blinked his little eyes with a look of astonishment on his face, as if he was hearing this for the first time.
He said that he could still open the wallet after picking it up, so he moved his hands forward.
"...Humph, your name is Chow Tai Fook, right? Logically speaking, we shouldn't care about this kind of nonsense, but you are quite interesting, so I will just say one more thing. Be careful, you have been targeted by many people, and finally
Don't be too ostentatious, lest you end up falling into our hands, and then it will be difficult to escape!"
One of the security guards took the wallet, slightly opened the slit and looked inside. A flash of red made the corners of his eyes tremble. After thinking for a moment, he threw the wallet to his companion and picked up the ID card on Hong Tao's chest to read.
He looked around, whispered a few words, and without waiting for a reply, he shouted loudly for the tricycle to leave the gate quickly to avoid blocking the road.
"If you could give me a few months' fucking salary, I think you'd be quite interesting..." Hong Tao acted as if he hadn't heard anything and hurriedly pushed the tricycle onto the road, secretly cursing as he walked south.
It seems that most of his previous guesses are accurate. The alliance has a very contradictory attitude towards refugees and underground forces. It wants to take advantage but does not want to put too much effort into it. It is trying to maintain a delicate balance.
Regardless of whether this is the right thing to do, Hong Tao doesn't think too much about which is more important, short-term effects or long-term stability. If he is not in his position, he is no longer the league's management, and he has no intention of going back to regroup. It's pointless to worry about these things.
use.
But this environment should be favorable to him. Exploiting policy loopholes has always been his strong point. With the training of Xinjiang Province in the past few years, killing and killing is no longer a problem. He has long been able to deal with exploitation from all sides.
Chapter completed!