Therefore, the submarine expanded the search in all directions with the submarine ruins as the center.

After a few hours, a tank obstacle was detected more than ten nautical miles away.

The team members went down to clean it up and found that it was indeed a storage tank, but the volume was much smaller than an oil tank, but it could also hold 2,000 cubic meters.

After the team members cleaned it up, Jiang Ning went into the sea and easily collected it.

Put it on the transport ship, and everyone worked together and took great efforts to prepare it.

Jiang Ning smelled this smell, and there were even 100 liters in the space - kerosene.

Kerosene, commonly known as foreign oil, kerosene.

It is distilled from petroleum, and because of its lower boiling point, it is the first to be distilled out.

It is not surprising that refineries have kerosene.

It can not only provide lighting, but also is a rare fuel.

Huang Mao poured some out, shredded the cloth to make a wick, and it really ignited.

Looking at the burning kerosene, everyone was excited, "If we take it back, will Fengcheng be lit up by thousands of lights?"

Unlike now, except for a few places that rely on solar power, the rest of the place is pitch black.

With light, it is not so chaotic at night.

The team members were like chicken blood, and they searched again in the nearby waters.

Two hours later, they found a half-buried oil tank on the seabed.

Jiang Ning guessed correctly that this place had experienced a disaster not long ago, which razed and scattered the ruins.

This makes the collection more difficult and will delay a lot of time.

The two submarines moved separately, expanding the search area.

More and more oil tanks and kerosene tanks were found, and the team members' frowns gradually relaxed.

When Jiang Ning went to the sea to perform a ritual, he stored 2 oil tanks and 10 kerosene tanks in his own space for future use.

The special salvage team was busy in the sea for several days and finally filled the large transport ship with 9 oil tanks, 30 kerosene tanks, and scrap copper and iron from the smelter found on the seabed.

They turned into compression masters and piled it up.

Halfway home, the bright and gentle sea turned ruthless, and suddenly dark clouds and strong winds blew.

The waves became higher and higher, swallowing everything in an instant.

Xu Kaitai was calm and steady, commanding the nuclear submarines to dive continuously to avoid the wind and waves.

A group of energetic team members, each holding a wooden basin and vomiting non-stop, their faces as pale as wax.

But after the storm, thinking of the cargo on the transport ship, everyone smiled again.

They calculated how much kerosene they could get, so that they could have hot pot to their heart's content, and boil water for a bath, and drink as much water as they could.

No need to worry about firewood anymore!

The future is promising, and while they are looking forward to it, they can't help but think of their life as sea drifters in the past few years.

The past is too painful to look back on.

We have to look forward, there is sunshine and rain, birds singing and flowers blooming ahead.

The transport ship returned to Fengcheng safely. This time, not only the soldiers at the bay sentry post used binoculars to observe, but even the survivors working nearby were craning their necks, looking forward to what the special team had found this time.

When they learned that there was kerosene, many people cheered.

Fuel for daily life was the most scarce. They could only pull up dry grass and pick up wood, but all the nearby had been pulled out.

Most of the time, they could only drink cold water, eat raw vegetables, and chew on sweet potatoes or potatoes. Over time, their health became worse and worse. Last

time, oil was found, and the desalination system was successfully installed. The municipal center set up a boiling water supply point, which could supply 10 liters per family per day.

Not only could they drink hot water, but occasionally they could even indulge themselves in warm water.

Life was really getting more and more promising.

Before getting off the ship, the team members had discussed with each other that the seabed ruins had been leveled, the oil tanks had been washed away, and it was estimated that many had been destroyed. No one knew how much they would find next time.

They wanted to keep the oil and kerosene they had divided equally this time.

Following Sister Ning, not only did they become rich, but they also rose quickly in the military.

They were still young, and who knows what day they would be promoted to the level of allocating military vehicles. What would they do if they ran out of oil?

If a person has no dreams, what is the difference between him and a salted fish?

But they were a little embarrassed. "Sister Ning, Captain Huo and Captain Xu, how are you going to deal with the materials allocated this time?"

Jiang Ning could see it, and of course she wanted to stand with them. "I don't know if I can find it next time. I plan to keep it first. If I can find it again, it won't be too late to exchange it."

They were relieved. "Okay, we'll keep it too." In

addition, the days of waiting for unloading were too boring, and they wanted to find something to do.

Jiang Ning smiled and said, "Come to the farm to work, stretch your muscles, and provide working meals."

"No problem, thank you Sister Ning."

Jiang Ning and Huo Yishen got off the boat first, and the others waited for the handover.

The last time I came back, Fengcheng was covered with snow, but this time it was sunny.

When I arrived at the dock, I always felt that something was missing.

Looking at the familiar sentry, Jiang Ning suddenly realized, where is the Third Young Master Rong?

She was a little uncomfortable that he didn't come to flatter her this time.

In response to her question, the sentry replied: "Sergeant Rong has been transferred to the military department."

Oh, he actually squeezed into the military department? He's quite capable!

Jiang Ning drove Huo Yishen to report to the military department and went home.

She came back early, Gu Tinglin and Shu Xueqing were still at work, and the four cats barked at her fiercely.

So fierce.

"Woof woof woof!"

"Ah...woof!"

There was no way, Jiang Ning had been away for more than a month, and the babies had a bad memory. It was not

until they smelled the familiar smell that the four cats came over with their tails wagging.

Jiang Ning fed them legs, and then played with the baby.

He went into the house to take a shower, put on loose clothes, turned on the air conditioner, and sat down to drink juice.

When Huo Yishen came back, the two of them finished lunch and went to the farm. The four fat chickens followed them stubbornly, twisting their butts. "Woof!"

Along the way, the four glutinous rice balls made countless people drool.

But no one really dared to do anything. This was reserved by the military. If someone really wanted to kill them, they would probably be shot or driven out of the base.

The base was getting better and better. Who would be willing to leave? Going out would mean waiting to die.

They were crazy about eating meat, so they gritted their teeth and waited. They heard that the first batch of eggs laid by the farm's breeder chickens had hatched, and Mayor He had promised that when the farm expanded to a certain scale, eggs or live chickens would be sold to the outside world.

The base would get better and better. In the future, everyone could afford to raise chickens and eat eggs.

In just over a month, the farm added more workers, and the poultry began to lay eggs and hatch.

When Jiang Ning came over, Rong Tingting was about to announce the benefits of the farm. Each worker could get two chicks and could take them home to raise or keep them in the farm.

For those kept in the farm, when the poultry is ready to be released, the poultry will be selected based on the workers' performance.

"The best performing employees can take the fattest and largest poultry home. If you are lazy or irresponsible, don't even think about getting poultry. You may even lose your job."

Rong Tingting said with a carrot stick, "Go out and find out if the treatment at the farm is the best. Those who are just slacking off and drooling over the poultry every day, I advise you to leave early. There are a lot of people out there looking for work."

After the murder, the workers were dismissed and those who had to work went back to work.

She came up to him quickly, "Sister Aning."