"Shovel, hoe, trolley. What is this? There is actually a rake. A diesel engine, a water pump, twenty tents, two hundred pairs of labor protection gloves, three hundred pairs of rubber-soled shoes, two hundred thin blankets, two hundred buckets, five hundred old military uniforms, military moisture-proof underwear..."

After counting the supplies issued by his superiors, Saimet signed his name on the acceptance account. The transport convoy quickly rushed to the next village and quickly disappeared into the distance.

More than a hundred Mexican farmers gathered around Saimet. They were all ragged and thin, and had not eaten for a few days. Although their faces were clean, they all had dishes.

Everyone was sent by the convoy just now. Looking at the materials piled up on the roadside, they were eager to try and dared not move around.

Not far from the road, there is a abandoned village. This village will be the place for Saimet and his subordinates to produce and live. The area around the village belongs to them, with only a few more.

"Okay, don't worry, these things are ours." Saimet asked the villagers to line up and took out the roster to start distributing them.

Saimet was originally a veteran of the Mojie Formation. When the Diago regime sent a mixed-in-one First Division to clear the Yucatan Peninsula, the team he led was defeated by the enemy's "Jugers" troops. He had his own hand and had to retire.

After retirement, Sai Mait was worried that he would be abandoned by the guerrillas, but in fact he was too worried. Chairman Nieto, who led the guerrillas, soon became President Nieto, and his former backbone of the guerrillas, has now become a glorious grassroots village chief after a short period of training.

After occupying Mexico City, restoring agricultural production was the top priority of the Aurora Legion's work. The Legion's Ministry of Agriculture had an "obligation" to guide the agricultural production of the Nieto government in Mexico. There were large areas of farmland near Mexico City, which was very conducive to management.

Mexico's original agriculture was actually pretty good, with farmland, water conservancy facilities and agricultural machinery and equipment. However, more than two years of the end of the world caused great social chaos, sharp population decline, land abandonment, and the ineffective management and fierce exploitation of the Diago regime made agriculture unable to recover.

The current job of the Legion’s Ministry of Agriculture is to organize the agricultural reclamation group to carry out large-scale farm production. The 5,000-person agricultural reclamation group formed twenty at once, and the members were the existing idle Mexican labor force.

When Zhou Qingfeng was in Merida, he organized 500,000 Mexicans in the city to produce and save themselves. With the grassroots cadres and organizational systems that were trained before, the agricultural reclamation business in Mexico City was progressing smoothly.

Before joining the agricultural reclamation system, the farmers under Saimet had received more than ten days of basic military training. These people lined up in a crooked queue and went forward one by one to collect their own daily necessities.

Each person has an old six-five military uniform, with a hat, a very rustic one. The rubber-soled shoes are a little newer, not very complete in size, so they can be worn as much as possible. The supplies sent even include military underwear, which is also suitable for matching, with three per person, and you can wear them in a different way.

Basin, tea cup, rice bowl, spoon, soap, thin quilt, bucket, etc. Currently, the Legion rations these laborers, and everyone is treated the same.

Before receiving daily necessities, the farmers under Saimet were all like beggars. In fact, they were really beggars and had been wandering around the city.

The supply of goods was cut off in the end of the world. These refugee-like guys were organized and wore extremely ragged clothes. Many people even just didn't cover their bodies, and their nutritional conditions were even worse.

"Get some water in the village with a bucket, let's take a shower and change clothes." Saimet's simple order made the villagers of Mexicans cry with hundreds of people.

The end of the world for more than two years is too tormenting. Many people are not starved to death, but die of despair. Thinking about the inhuman life they have experienced in the past, any ordinary person has a lot of bitterness in his heart.

Buckets of water were brought over, and more than a hundred men took off their clothes and used soap to clean their bodies that were dirt all year round. They all had thin limbs, their ribs were exposed, and they burst into tears when they looked at them.

The dirt on his body turned into black water flowing, and many people were crying while cleaning. In the end, Semet, including him, couldn't help crying. His ragged clothes were thrown aside and lighted into a bonfire. The flames ignited and made people laugh happily.

The ragged clothes turned into ashes, just like bad luck leaving the body and dissipating with the wind.

As soon as Saimet reached out, a video watch showed the time. He shouted, "Okay, cook, get lunch right away. The others began to clean up the village, we will live here tonight."

After taking a bath, the survivors of the Nongken Realm all had a new mental outlook. Although they were still thin, their aura with shovels and hoes was so powerful that they were proud and proud.

The village is abandoned and no one is available. Most of the simple houses are broken, and even if they are not broken, they will definitely be dirty and messy. Walking into the village is similar to walking into the mass grave. There are corpses hidden in the weeds everywhere, and fragments of broken furniture are scattered among them.

More than a hundred people started working, burying what should be buried, burning what should be burning, repairing what should be repaired, and repairing what should be repaired. Due to physical strength problems, the cleaning progress was not fast, and some people even stopped to rest from time to time. However, the labor scene was in full swing, and everyone was full of expectations for their future life.

"This is our home in the future. The Legion will give us enough food. We must work hard to repay the respected Legion Commander."

"Without a legion, we will be nothing. We will die as worthless as the dead bones in this weed. Everything we have is given by the legion, so we must defend our homes to the death, to defend our current life, to defend our legion."

During the cleaning work, Saimet is also responsible for the ideological education of the company. The short-term training of grassroots cadres he received emphasizes "loyalty education" very much, requiring grassroots personnel to be consistent in their thoughts and unite. For those who have just been rescued, their current life is worthy of their gratitude.

Lunch is made of bread made from aged grains. The cooking class is not good yet. The toasted bread tastes average, but no one dislikes it. Canned lunch meat is very popular, although these canned meats are from decades ago.

During lunch, Sai Mait, the village chief, also turned on the radio he brought with him. The Legion currently has several radio channels, trying to use simple entertainment to soothe the hearts of the entire society as much as possible. For the society, their past lives were too hard.

On the radio, Utherman is still the most popular host. With better broadcasting equipment, she no longer sings, but instead broadcasts the news of the day in a relaxed tone. The news content is basically that the leaders of ccav are very busy, we are very happy, and abroad is very bad.
Chapter completed!