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Chapter 80 Thank you, Chief, there is something going on! (Monthly ticket 1000 plus more)

"What the hell!" After Xie Hushan ran over, he gave the same reaction as all the other guys who kept saying "what the hell".

There was a section of the dam that had just been filled with earth. Before Xie Hushan and his colleagues arrived to set up their shack, they saw a group of young men, all shirtless in late autumn, working in groups to tamp the earth down and make it solid.

These men should be from the local brigade. They started working before the battle officially started.

But at this time, all the men who were tamping had stopped and stood by with their arms folded, watching like Xie Hushan and the others.

Dozens of young girls with long braids were taking off their shoes and socks, rolling up their sleeves and trouser legs, revealing their arms and calves which were much whiter and thinner than the men's. They moved their hands and feet, and it seemed that they were going to take over the tamping work from the men.

In other words, apart from Wu Shuanzi's "WTF! So white!", other people's "WTF" were more out of shock that these women dared to compete with men in the matter of tamping.

There is a local saying in Zhongping: women are afraid of overturning the jar, and men are afraid of tamping.

This is a high-intensity and strenuous job that even grown men are afraid of doing.

The tamping work on the dam in front of us is done by a group of five, with four people doing the work and one person specifically responsible for shouting orders. A huge stone mill is tied to the middle of the four wooden bars with a thick rope. The four people have to follow the orders and movements of the shouter, bending over, standing up, exerting force, throwing the rope and other actions in a continuous manner. It is equivalent to throwing the stone mill weighing dozens or even hundreds of kilograms high up into the air, and letting it fall heavily to hit the ground.

"They're not really doing it...are they posing for the photo?" A male militiaman nearby muttered to himself in disbelief.

None of the men said a word. The girls' braids were wrapped around their necks, so how could they be posing?

The women over there were already ready. They were divided into groups of five, with four of them leaning over, with the wooden poles on their shoulders and thick ropes in their hands.

The woman in charge of shouting also leaned over and sang to her four companions in a clear, melodious voice that was different from the men's:
"We are comrades!"

"Hey-ah-ah-ah!" The four women carrying the wooden bars almost burst out a harmonious sound from their chests, and then exerted force at the same time, kicking the mud under their feet to create two deep pits!

Four weak bodies propped up the wooden bar and exerted force to throw the heavy stone mill off the ground!

"Bang!" The white stone fell heavily, as if the whole earth was shaking!

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!"

At this moment, the number of “Fuck!” shouted by the men around increased by hundreds more than before!

A group of men listened to the clear and long songs of the women and watched them carry rammers and tamp the ground firmly.

"It holds up half the sky!"

"Hey ya hey ya!"

"Boom!"

In the end, I could no longer hear the calls, only the dull sound of “Bang!” “Bang!” “Bang!” “Bang!” “Bang!” of the rammer hitting the ground again and again!

Finally, a young male militiaman who was about ten meters away from Xie Hushan and who was probably leading his team to start work for the first time couldn't help but speak loudly:
"Lesbians, where are you from?"

On the dam foundation, a woman in her twenties turned around, looked at the hundreds of men watching from the living area, and proudly responded:

"We are the Qushuiwu Flood Prevention Female Commando!"

"Brilliant!"

"Big sis! You guys are awesome!"

The men watching were convinced and began to praise her. Their words were vulgar, but not at all blasphemous.

"Hey, what did you want to tell me just now?" Xie Hushan stared blankly for a long time before walking to Li Hu and asked Li Hu, who was still staring at him.

Li Hu, holding a cigarette that had gone out because he hadn't smoked it for a long time, turned his head to look at Xie Hushan. After a few seconds, he shook the cigarette and said:

"I was thinking that if our two teams are not convinced, we should have a competition tomorrow to see who can grab a red labor flag first. But how the hell are we going to grab it? These women are fucking animals. Our two teams combined may not be able to beat them!"

"Yeah." Xie Hushan looked at the women who were still tamping, nodded in agreement, and then asked Li Hu:
"Is it still a competition?"

Li Hu shook his head decisively: "Let's have a competition. Even if we beat your team, we will definitely not be able to win the red flag. When we build houses in Lijiazhai, we tamp the foundation five times and then take a break. These women only straighten their backs after eight tamps. What can we compare with others..."

"Fuck!"

"Fuck!"

There was another string of shocked curse words, but this time, there were fewer people shouting, and there was a malicious smirk in their tone.

When they looked again, they found that it was a woman who had torn the buttons of her coat open when she was lifting the load to her body, revealing the bellyband she was wearing underneath and a large area of ​​white flesh between her chest and neck.

I thought the woman would cover her face and walk away in shame, but I didn't expect her to take off her coat openly, put it on with the back facing forward to cover her bellyband, and asked her companion to help tie the coat with two thin ropes, and then continued to do it.

That kind of silent contempt makes many men feel embarrassed about what they just said.

Only a few young men with bad mouths were left, thinking they had taken advantage of the situation, with smirks on their faces, or shouting or whistling! For example, Wu Shuanzi was still clicking his tongue: "So white!"

Xie Hushan walked over and kicked a few of the people in his team who had just whistled for being hooligans, saying:

"Fuck you! Why didn't you whistle when your mom was feeding you? Shut up! You're pretending to be a hooligan! You don't deserve it!"

Li Hu also came to his senses and shouted to his men, "Whoever has a dirty mouth, strip him naked and throw him down! Let them give everyone a fuck to liven up the fun!"

Seeing that the two men were scolding their militiamen, the leaders of other brigades also began to tell their men to shut up.

Zhang Wenzhen, who was standing nearby, watched Xie Hushan subdue and discipline the militia without saying a word. He just smiled and turned away.

The next day, the headquarters of the Douzhuang Reservoir construction site held a mobilization meeting for all personnel. Including more than 3,000 active-duty soldiers, the total number of people involved in the labor reached more than 14,000. The living shacks alone stretched for two kilometers.

Because the people in Zhongping had no experience in water conservancy projects, they were assigned to unskilled earth-moving work. The specific work was to use a two-wheeled cart to fill 500 kilograms of soil from the low-lying riverbed area and pull it onto the dam.

Each brigade has its own designated location and specific route for transporting earth, and there are also special timekeepers to record how much earth the brigade transports in a single day to calculate work points.

Different routes require different amounts of earth to be transported. For example, each person in the Zhongping Brigade needs to transport six cubic meters of earth every day in order to get a work point card from the timekeeper. A work point card with a stamp means that after the three hundred people in Zhongping return home, each of them will get ten work points in the production team.

If the minimum requirements are not met for two consecutive days, the commune cadres and brigade cadres will be called in to have a talk with the people working, asking them where the problem is and whose problem it is. It is usually determined that the person is deliberately being lazy or has resistance, and the person will be replaced on the spot. The commune will take the person away, and the commune cadres will take over the vacant position until the new militia takes over.

One cubic meter of uncompacted loess weighs about one ton, and one truck weighs 500 kilograms. It takes at least four trucks to transport one cubic meter, which means 24 trucks a day.

It doesn't sound like much, but there were no excavators on site, so people had to use shovels to load the trucks. After a full truck was filled, it had to be pulled nearly two miles to transport the soil, and then the empty truck had to be returned, over and over again.

A round trip is three or four miles. If one cart travels three or four miles, ten carts would be thirty or forty miles. If there are more than twenty carts, it is equivalent to pulling a cart weighing 500 kilograms and walking seventy or eighty miles every day like an animal.

A pair of cloth shoes will be worn out in just three to five days. No matter how cold it is, there is no need to wear a shirt and you will always be shirtless.

The ground on the route they pulled the carts was never dry, always as muddy as after rain, wet with the sweat of countless militiamen and laborers.

However, except Xie Hushan who felt that the work was too hard, the other companions worked happily and were quite happy every day.

The first is to be able to eat enough. Breakfast is steamed corn bread with corn and sweet potato porridge and pickled vegetables. At noon and in the evening, it is steamed corn bread with a large bowl of stew, either stewed radish with tofu or stewed cabbage with vermicelli. Although there is no meat, there is oil and a lot of salt.

Moreover, we arrange a regular meal of cabbage and vermicelli stewed with meat every week to satisfy everyone's appetite, ensuring that everyone can see a few slices of greasy meat in their bowl.

For young people who live in the countryside and rarely see meat all year round, it's like celebrating the New Year in just one week.

Moreover, Xie Hushan felt that the county leaders were really bad. They probably did nothing but figure out how to motivate these young men.

Who can make thousands of young men burst out with the greatest strength? What can make them show their strongest side?
It must be a young and beautiful girl.

Therefore, every day there are young female comrades organized by different brigades, communes and even government agencies coming to the construction site to support and express condolences.

For example, Wu Shuanzi was about to lie down due to exhaustion several times, but every time he slowed down, a young female comrade would rush forward to wipe his sweat, ask about his health, and ask with concern:
"Comrade, I'll pour you a glass of water. You can sit down and rest for a while."

But just as he sat down by the side of the road, drank a sip of water and wanted to chat with the girl, people of his age drove past him in their bikes, looking at him with disdain in their eyes.

Which young man can stand this? No matter how tired he is, he cannot be looked down upon by his peers in front of a woman, right?
What's more, the county also arranged several art propaganda teams to set up several stages at the construction site, and perform art programs for everyone in the evening when everyone was finishing work.

Any team that wins the daily red flag can order any show they want, and even shake hands with the actors and enjoy the privilege of watching in the front row.

Whether it's "The White-Haired Girl", "The Red Lantern", "The Red Detachment of Women", or even singing and dancing, or quick-talk crosstalk, as long as the number one winner wants to see it, they will perform whatever show they are asked to perform.

Xie Hushan actually saw with his own eyes more than a hundred young men from another production brigade who were working on the earthwork project. They pulled the carts as hard as they could just to shake hands with the female comrades from the propaganda team and have them sing a song for them. They got two scorecards in a single day and did two days' work in one day.

Then they were arranged by the county to become the targets of all the male militiamen. Not only did they shake hands with the beautiful female comrades from the propaganda team and ask them to order programs, but they also had photos taken with them by reporters from the county newspaper, had extra meals, and were notified by the construction site radio station. Even the soldiers sent people to learn from their militia comrades, among other honorary activities.

And they were awarded the exclusive honorary title of "Bingyang County Douzhuang Reservoir Project Mountain Moving Commando" by the General Command.

With this series of honors, all of them are young and energetic guys. Who can resist?
The militiamen from other brigades naturally regarded the other side as a target to be surpassed, and tried their best to snatch the red flag from the other side, so the red flag symbolizing the first place was flying almost every day.

Xie Hushan was relatively calm. He was not tempted by the beauty trap arranged by the leaders. He led everyone to complete a certain amount of work every day and then went home. He did not fall behind, but he also never did more work.

After work, he would go around to other brigades, inquire about how much the work points of each production team were worth, and look for the cheapest laborers for his own brick kiln.

But he probably couldn't hold out for long, because no less than fifty militiamen from the Zhongping Brigade had come to him and asked him when he was going to lead everyone in a big effort to bring back the red flag.

They also want to experience what it feels like to be reported to the entire construction site, to shake hands and take photos with beautiful female comrades, and to have their own soldiers learn from them.

"Commander Xie, we have to do something to make a name for ourselves! We have been here for almost a month, it's time for us to show our faces!" Ma Saner said to Xie Hushan who was helping him push the cart up the hill while pulling the cart up the hill.

Xie Hushan glanced at him and said, "You haven't even finished your work yet, how can you compare with others? Hurry up, this is your last load, finish your work quickly, go back, wash up and wait for dinner."

"Commander Xie! Something's wrong!" Han Hongbing suddenly ran over from behind and said to Xie Hushan in a low voice:
"Hurry over and take a look. Our people have dug up something dirty in the riverbed!"

(End of this chapter)