Wasteland Farming, Manual for Raising Human Cubs

Chapter 87 Cleaning
After resting until four in the morning, all members of the 528th formation immediately started a new round of digging work.

Last night, the excavator that had overturned was finally delivered, and as soon as work started today, the speed increased significantly.

At daybreak, a deep ditch of exaggerated depth, like a crack left after a major earthquake, appeared in the wasteland southeast of Jiangcheng.

It wasn't until this morning that everyone knew why the excavation work had suddenly started ahead of schedule.

"The S-level mutant mushroom in Jiangcheng disappeared?"

"How did you disappear?"

"Could a mushroom know that our army is coming for it and just grow legs and run away?"

During the short ten-minute break, everyone was talking and discussing heatedly, and they all felt it was incredible.

Some people suspected that this was just a trap set by mushrooms for humans, and they loudly reminded everyone to be careful, saying that everything in front of them might be an illusion.

But everyone saw with their own eyes the resurrection of the White Walkers in Jiangcheng.

So, the mutant parasol mushroom is really gone.

It is precisely because of the disappearance of the parasol mushrooms that the trench team must dig out the burial place of the White Walkers as quickly as possible in the shortest time.

The thought of an army of tens of millions of White Walkers made everyone's scalp tingle.

In order to avoid becoming food for the White Walker army, the excavation team tried their best and completed the trenching task assigned to them in three days.

During these three days, Zhao Xiaoxiu dragged the hovercraft and continued to wander around the trench with the knife that Mo Shigui seemed to have forgotten to take back.

But because of the temptation of delicious food on the first day, other teams deliberately left low-level mutants to deal with them themselves, so Zhao Xiaoxiu's harvest was much less than that of the first day.

However, she still often picks up those alien species that have mutated from C-level to B-level.

Because this transitional mutant will be automatically judged as Class B by the detector, the current evolved warriors have not evolved to the point where they can separate the two.

Zhao Xiaoxiu also discovered that he was the only one who possessed the ability to peel off food.

Perhaps in the future, when humans evolve to a certain level, they will also develop such abilities.

By then, humans may be able to put the old recipes back on the table.

During the three days of digging the pit, everyone worked very hard.

Because of her hard work and strong appetite, the food Zhao Xiaoxiu picked up was very popular in the camp.

She only picks the good ones, as long as they are edible and taste good.

The low-level mutants that other teams dealt with themselves tasted far inferior to the ones she found.

Mo Shigui was like a shrewd businessman. He sold the delicious ingredients in his own team at the best price. The supply was still in short supply, and other teams would scramble for them every day.

If it weren't for the pressure from the leaders above, they would have fought countless times a day just for a bite to eat.

Whenever everyone quarreled over a piece of meat or a green leaf, Zhao Xiaoxiu would sit on the small wooden stool specially made for her by her teammates, with a skewer of meat in one hand and fresh vegetable soup in the other, eating while watching the increasing balance on her father's points card.

3000 new Hope Base points added, with a current total balance of 24210 points.

"Ah~" Zhao Xiaoxiu finished the soup in the bowl in one gulp and sighed with satisfaction, "It smells so good!"

But the days of happily picking up food are over.

On the fourth day, all members of the main force went out and divided into ten groups, taking turns to surround the huge trench and begin a large-scale sweep of the White Walkers.

High-temperature flamethrowers were lined up neatly. The warriors were fully armed and carried small flamethrowers on their shoulders. The high-temperature flames, which were enough to burn stones into powder, were all directed at the White Walkers who were attracted by the special sound waves.

During those days, terrifying howls echoed throughout the city.

The air was filled with the sickening and cloying smell of burnt meat. Zhao Xiaoxiu was left in the camp while Zhao Gang went to the front line. He would come back every three hours, rest for three hours, and then continue to fight.

For five whole days, Zhao Xiaoxiu watched her father transform from a human form to a ghost that had crawled out of an incinerator, his body charred black.

Because of the breathing mask, only the nose and mouth were clean, and the rest was covered by flying ash in the air.

Zhao Gang is a very patient man, but this time he was overwhelmed by the huge number of White Walkers.

On the sixth night of the cleanup mission, during a break, Zhao Gang, who was black all over because he had no water to take a bath, pitifully asked his cub in a low voice:
"Dad, can you be more powerful?"

Zhao Xiaoxiu was silent for three seconds, then asked in surprise: "Dad, can you breathe fire?"

As we all know, being burned to ashes is the only way for the White Walkers to die.

Zhao Gang: "I can't breathe fire."

Zhao Xiaoxiu: “.”

Then just continue to burn the White Walkers honestly.

It has been burning for six days now, the trenches are almost filled up, so they should be almost all killed, right?
The result is no.

In order to avoid destroying the entire city, the instructions issued by the superiors specifically emphasized that large-scale weapons should not be used.

Therefore, the only way to deal with the large number of White Walkers in Jiangcheng is to "burn and bury on the spot".

But perhaps the higher-ups were aware of the soldiers' gradually collapsing mental state, and on the eighth day of the burning, the order to burn the soldiers was finally terminated.

The reason for the suspension was also very realistic - the fuel was used up.

The excavators filled the trenches filled with the corpses of the White Walkers, and the large army carried out the final step of the city cleanup plan.

This is the step that everyone is looking forward to the most. While clearing out the remaining White Walkers and mutants in the city, the soldiers can also pick up some loose ends.

The authorities generally turn a blind eye to this kind of bargain hunting. As long as the people don’t pick up things that shouldn’t be picked up, the authorities won’t care.

After eight days of collapse, Zhao Gang finally felt hopeful. On the night before entering the city, he took out a pen and paper and discussed with his children what supplies the family was short of, and wrote a long list of supplies.

When we enter the city, if we meet him, we will take him home directly.

After being busy for eleven consecutive days, the members of the 528th formation were finally able to have a good and peaceful sleep.

After a good night's sleep and sufficient rest, the 528th Squadron, taking the clearing area map distributed by their superiors, set off for Jiangcheng under the leadership of Mo Shigui.

After entering the city, each formation acted separately.

The armored vehicles led the way, followed by trucks, and finally, with difficulty, they drove onto the suburban road, crushing the weeds and gravel on the ground.

The cleanup area of ​​Team 528 is the Jiangcheng building materials factory. They have three days to make sure that there is not a single mutant in the factory.

As soon as he entered the factory, Zhao Gang's expression became visibly relaxed.

After spending so many days together, everyone realized that Zhao Gang was very accurate in predicting danger.

Seeing Zhao Gang's expression, Aji and others smiled at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that there are no dangerous mutants in this building materials factory area.

The car drove into the factory area without stopping, and first found an abandoned small factory building on the second floor as a camp.

After tidying up the camp for a while, Mo Shigui gathered everyone together and assigned task areas. Then he waved his hand and the cleaning officially began!
The team members immediately rushed out like wild horses, roaring.

Mo Shigui's mouth twitched fiercely, and he strode out of the small factory. He looked up and saw the piles of steel on the wasteland. He couldn't help laughing.

(End of this chapter)