NDATB: I hoard trillions of supplies and act as commander-in-chief

CH. 271-280

    First there was a piece of cultivated loess.

    There are survivors scattered in the fields, loosening the soil and retting it.

    After two or three kilometers, there is a farmland.

    Real farmland, endless green as far as the eye can see.

    Green and vibrant.

    Everyone in the car was very excited.

    This is scenery they have not seen in three years.

    Every time I look at it, my whole soul seems to be redeemed.

    Everyone couldn't help but stand up.

    Faces pressed against the car window, wanting to see more carefully.

    A large white radish, half of the radish is exposed to the soil, with a foot or two of leaves at the end.

    Water spinach, each plant grows countless branches, swaying in the wind.

    Pepper tree, the tree is full of large and small green peppers.

    Broad beans, one meter tall, are still blooming.

    There are also potatoes, sweet potatoes...

    and further ahead is a harvested wheat field.

    The wheat fields were covered with plastic sheets.

    The golden wheat is spread on top to dry.

    There is another high wall ahead.

    Under the high wall, on the left and right sides are wooden houses.

    It's working time now, the residential area is very quiet, no one is home.

    The bus enters the passage.

    Just after driving out of the passage, there is endless farmland again.

    Someone exclaimed: "Look, there are trees, a lot of trees."

    Hearing the sound, everyone turned and looked back.

    Only then did I realize that there was a row of trees planted under the high wall.

    Or fruit trees.

    Although the bus was driving very fast, we still saw the fruits on the trees.

    It may be related to natural disasters. It's not fruitful, but it's a lot.

    "Oh my god, how many fruit trees are planted here?"

    "There isn't even a single living sapling in other bases. Where did the fruit trees come from in Hongchuan?"

    "There are at least hundreds of them, right?"

    The aunt who was driving the car laughed. Laughing: "Eighteen hundred trees."

    "The high wall outside is District 2. There are five thousand trees planted under the high wall."

    "The car was driving too fast before, and you didn't notice."

    Everyone was shocked.

    Aren’t there nearly seventy fruit trees planted under the two high walls?

    Oh my God!

    Simply incredible!

    A mountain with a strange shape, like the hand of a giant, comes into view.