At 8:30 a.m., Chen Yu led Lin Lele out of the castle and to the temporary supply warehouse at the foot of the mountain.
Lin Ping and the others had been waiting for a long time.
Upon seeing Chen Yu arrive, they hurriedly went to greet him.
"Commander!"
"Commander!"
Good morning, sir!
…………
One by one, the soldiers greeted Chen Yu.
Chen Yu nodded in response to each of them.
He accepted the title of "leader" without any qualms.
After all, he also held another position—the head of the Zhongyang City Cold Relief Militia Corps.
This position was granted to him by Feng Zhengyang, the commander of the Zhongyang Garrison Command; whether it was legitimate or not is another matter.
However, in the early stages of this apocalypse, it still has some use at times; having this title makes things much easier for him.
As for why Feng Zhengyang would give him such a title, it was certainly not because he appreciated him, nor was it because there was any shady business between the two.
Feng Zhengyang gave him this so-called "military rank" purely to appease him.
It was precisely because Feng Zhengyang couldn't understand Chen Yu's background, didn't know how much resources and capabilities this super-rich man possessed, and was even less clear about what role he could play in this sudden extreme cold disaster.
Therefore, before he could figure out everything about Chen Yu, Feng Zhengyang could only try to win him over temporarily. After all, it was just a title given to him verbally, which would not cause any loss to Feng Zhengyang or the Zhongyang Garrison. If he could make Chen Yu work for him, why not?
Chen Yu naturally knew what Feng Zhengyang was planning, but he didn't care at all. As long as Feng Zhengyang was happy, he was sure he wouldn't lose out.
"Commander, don't feel too burdened. After all, this is the best solution." Lin Ping advised Chen Yu, worried that he might not be able to overcome his reluctance to abandon some of the disaster victims.
"Yes, I understand." Chen Yu nodded. "Indeed, it seems that your proposed plan is the best option at the moment. Let's proceed as you've discussed!"
"Thank you for your understanding, sir!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Ping smiled with relief. He knew that although Chen Yu appeared calm on the outside, he was filled with a sense of responsibility for every life.
At this moment, Chen Yu's statement is undoubtedly the greatest affirmation and support for their work.
In fact, when Lin Ping himself made the decision to abandon some of the disaster victims, his heart was also breaking.
But there was no other way; reason told him that only in this way could more people survive.
Let future generations judge all the merits and demerits!
If humanity has a future.
"Go, open the door," Chen Yu ordered Lin Lele, handing her the warehouse key as he did so.
Lin Lele took the key and ran happily to the warehouse door. The keyhole opened through iris recognition.
Then, she inserted the complicated key into the lock.
As the key was inserted, Lin Lele huffed and puffed, using all her strength to push open the heavy iron door little by little.
Watching Lin Lele struggle to push the iron gate, Lin Ping and the other soldiers waited quietly behind her, without offering to help.
It wasn't that they lacked gentlemanly conduct, but rather that they knew this place was a vital warehouse for storing food and supplies, a lifeline in this extreme cold and natural disaster.
Without Chen Yu's permission, they would never dare to approach, and even if they asked to help, it would likely be misunderstood by Chen Yu.
Chen Yu felt a sense of relief as he watched Lin Lele obediently follow his orders to open the door without a single complaint.
It seems that his reprimand of Lin Lele was not entirely ineffective; at least in front of these subordinates, Lin Lele still gave him enough face.
Thinking of this, Chen Yu no longer stood idly by. He strode forward, placed one hand on the iron gate, and helped Lin Lele.
The iron gate was 30 centimeters thick and weighed tens of tons. Even with the help of a hydraulic system, it would still be quite a challenge for a petite girl like Lin Lele to open it by hand.
Once the warehouse doors opened, Chen Yu ordered Lin Ping and his group to go inside and drive out the several snowmobile pickup trucks loaded with grain. He himself drove the Mengjiang snowmobile and parked it steadily next to Lin Lele, gesturing for her to get in.
Lin Lele didn't get into the car immediately. Instead, she hesitated for a moment, glanced at the wide-open warehouse gate, and asked with a worried look, "Sir, aren't we going to close the warehouse gate?"
Chen Yu smiled faintly, took out a remote control from his pocket, and pressed a button lightly.
With a dull mechanical sound, the heavy iron door of the warehouse slowly closed and then locked automatically.
Seeing this, Lin Lele's eyes widened, her face flushed red, and she tried her best to suppress her anger. She opened the passenger door and sat down.
"Chen Yu, are you kidding me?" Lin Lele angrily questioned Chen Yu.
She has the common sense that if she can turn it off remotely, she can also turn it on remotely.
The warehouse door could have been opened automatically by remote control, but Chen Yu made her, a weak woman, push the door manually. Wasn't that just playing with her?
"Ahem! I just wanted to test whether I could successfully enter the warehouse if the remote control malfunctioned or was lost," Chen Yu coughed lightly, explaining.
"Hmph!" Lin Lele snorted coldly and turned her head to the side. Obviously, she felt that she was not so easily fooled and began to sulk.
Chen Yu rubbed his nose and gave an awkward smile.
Next, start the sled.
"Let's go!" he commanded the convoy of pickup trucks with a wave of his hand.
"Wait!" Just then, a crisp and urgent voice interrupted the convoy that was about to set off.
Chen Yu peeked out and saw that it was Feng Xinran.
"Hey! Officer Feng, long time no see! What have you been up to lately?" Chen Yu said with a smile.
Feng Xinran took a few deep breaths to calm herself down, then questioned Chen Yu with some dissatisfaction, "Chen Yu, you're going to do disaster relief today, why didn't you call me?"
"this……"
Chen Yu was about to argue when Feng Xinran, without saying a word, opened the back door and plopped down in.
"Alright, let's get going. It's so cold, don't keep the disaster victims waiting." Feng Xinran urged.
"Sigh~" Chen Yu sighed helplessly, stepped on the gas, and the sled slowly started moving.
He deliberately kept the matter of "disaster relief" from Feng Xinran's sight.
Feng Xinran is a very principled person. To put it nicely, she is upright; to put it bluntly, she is prone to being "stubborn."
However, this is understandable. If she didn't have this kind of personality, how could the daughter of a dignified garrison commander be willing to be a lowly police officer? Even in the face of natural disasters, she chose to stay outside and fight alongside the people instead of seeking shelter in the garrison.
Chen Yu didn't dislike this kind of personality, but his purpose for this "disaster relief" was not pure to begin with, and he didn't know if Feng Xinran's involvement would cause any unexpected problems with his plans.
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