novelsite Chapter 221 Helicopter Maintenance and Care
Chapter 221 Helicopter Maintenance and Care
Chapter 221 Helicopter Maintenance and Care
About an hour later —
The towering fire raised the surrounding temperature several times over, and Gavin had already taken Edward and Eugene to sit at least 120 meters away from the fire.
If you sit any closer, your face will be scorched red by the residual heat of the flames, which is not a pleasant experience.
As for the other guys, they've mostly left long ago.
Despite their loud shouting and drinking, they were quite enthusiastic.
But in reality, after a few bottles of wine, the exhaustion of a busy night would take its toll, and whether they could continue doing this kind of thing would be beyond their control.
As for now, far away, a Dodge Ram is slowly approaching the campfire from the grass trampled by heavy trucks and excavators.
Noticing the sound of the car, Edward and Eugene glanced in the direction it was coming from, while Eugene waved to the man inside.
"It's Thomas, with Doris, that brat Winnie, and your wife!"
After waving, Eugene put down his binoculars and spoke to Gavin, but Gavin did not reply.
Once the car stopped nearby, Gavin waved to the four people who got out.
Seeing Gavin waving, Winnie beat Nikita to it, skipping and jumping into Gavin's arms, sitting directly on his lap with her legs crossed.
Seeing this, Nikita pouted and leaned against Gavin, taking Winnie's arm.
Doris, carrying a thermal box, delivered several snacks to Gavin and the others.
Thomas then brought beer to Gavin's side, handing out beers to the three of them while speaking to Gavin.
"Boss, I need to talk to you about the work for the next few days."
"I guessed it, but let's not talk about it today. No matter how busy we are, we need to give the guys some time to adjust. Last night was really tough."
Gavin shook his head in response, saying that even his mental state had been affected a little by the passing night.
I feel dizzy when I speak.
Upon hearing Gavin's words, Thomas nodded in understanding and then spoke to Gavin.
"I know, boss, even if plowing and planting require time, it won't make a difference if we rush today."
"However, after tomorrow, we'll probably have to race against time to deal with the farmland. I think I'll need to call in some field crew members who are skilled with excavators to make up for that lost time!"
Upon hearing this, Eugene, who was standing to the side, was suddenly stunned, and then looked up at Thomas.
Thomas noticed Eugene's reaction, so he pouted and explained.
"Eugene, don't look at me like that. You're not eligible for requisition because you're simply not good with agricultural trailer tractors!"
"Although the camp currently has enough support staff, to be honest, there aren't many professional farm workers or skilled farmers among them."
"On the contrary, the field team has many professional cowboys like Steve, especially the newly joined 6666."
Of the eighteen men on the ranch, at least ten were skilled cowboys adept at operating excavators.
"But most of them chose fieldwork, boss. That's a problem, and I hope you've noticed it!"
"I'm not dissatisfied with their choice of field personnel, it's just that as the camp expands, there are too many field personnel, and the ratio of field personnel to logistics personnel is showing signs of becoming unbalanced!"
At this point, Thomas picked up his beer and clinked it against Gavin's, while giving Gavin an inquiring look.
Meeting Thomas's gaze, Gavin nodded knowingly, then leaned over and gestured the bottle toward Eugene and Edward.
After the two men clinked glasses with Gavin, Gavin took a sip of beer and, with the smell of alcohol on his breath, said to Thomas.
"There may be times when the field team needs to be streamlined, but definitely not now, Thomas. I hope you understand that."
"At least for now, I will not reduce the size of the field team, because I believe that in the next two years, field explorers will be much more efficient at collecting resources such as food than at farming."
"As for the size of the field team, believe me, we don't need to deliberately control it, because life will take care of it for us!"
"Thomas, you only see that the guys now prefer to join the field, but you're ignoring our future. In the future I see, there will be a shortage of field personnel."
"Because an adventurous lifestyle will lead to a continuous decrease in the number of field workers, and that decrease will further reduce the choices available to field workers."
"Don't assume that just because we haven't lost any field staff yet, it will definitely be the same in the future, my butler."
At this point, Gavin put down his bottle and slowly looked up at the sky.
Meanwhile, Edward shook the bottle of liquor and said to Thomas with a smile.
"The boss is right, Mr. Butler. Field work is just like the work of the guys in our army. Even in my SEAL Team Six, we suffer a lot of combat casualties every year."
"I have no idea what happened to our camp in the past; we haven't lost a single manpower member until now!"
"Look at my camp. Although we only have fewer than ten people, almost all of my men who dared to venture out to explore are dead!"
"Therefore, a high proportion of field staff is definitely a good thing, because only in this way can we maintain the overall size of the field staff as field staff continue to decrease."
"Besides combat casualties, there will definitely be some guys in the field who choose to retire. Whether they're scared or tired, we can't just refuse them, can we?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Edward gulped down a large mouthful of wine, then grabbed a handful of potato chips and started chewing them.
Eugene picked up two hazelnuts and chewed them one by one, savoring their delicious taste.
Thomas hesitated for a few seconds, then looked up helplessly and gave a bitter smile.
"This is a really heavy topic, boss. I'm sorry, I forgot that fieldwork can kill people."
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"Yes, it was your mistake, Thomas, but I guess it's just because you're too tired."
Gavin patted Thomas's leg and said to Thomas with a smile.
"You should go and rest too. Don't think too much today. Let's get rid of the fatigue from last night first. Go on."
At this point, Gavin waved to Thomas.
Seeing this, Thomas nodded and then repeated to Gavin.
"But boss, I still need to assign some field crew to operate the excavators tomorrow. I hope Steve can bring the cowboys from Ranch 666 to help me get the farmland ready as quickly as possible!"
"The Baron and his men finished making the potato molds yesterday. The other seeds don't matter, but it's best to put the potato molds that have already been cut into the ground as soon as possible."
"What do you think, sir?"
Thomas waited silently for Gavin's reply, while Gavin simply nodded and waved.
"No problem, Thomas, go get some rest and a good night's sleep."
"Okay, we're off then, boss."
Thomas then got up and walked toward the Dodge Ram, and Doris followed him toward the car.
Watching them walk away, Gavin patted Winnie's bottom and laughed.
"You two go back too. The three of us will stay here and keep watch."
"Yes, I'll take Adriana and Diana to relieve the guards at home. We're off, darling."
Nikita hugged Gavinso and kissed him, then picked up the reluctant Winnie and drove off in the car.
Only Gavin and his two companions remained, sitting idly by the fire.
The fire snake licked the flesh and blood, spreading the aroma of roasted and smoked meat.
Eugene's posture gradually changed from sitting cross-legged to lying on the ground.
Soon after, his snoring became louder and louder.
Gavin's gaze fell on the air in the distance, which was becoming increasingly blurred due to the rising temperature.
After an unknown amount of time, Edward gave Eugene's butt a slap in annoyance before Gavin snapped out of his dazed state.
"Mazefakl————"
Eugene, who had been kicked awake, got up unhappily, hugged his sniper rifle, and rubbed his face.
Edward pointed into the distance and said.
"Stop fucking sleeping, sniper! How long have you been retired? Can't you control your brain? The shift changers are here. Don't let them see you sleeping like a log!"
After saying that, Edward stood up and stretched his shoulders and arms.
Gavin quickly glanced at his watch. Fuck, it was already 11:45!
He wondered if he had accidentally fallen asleep as well.
Or perhaps—a state between sleep and wakefulness?
In short, the task of guarding the campfire was finally over. Gavin and his two companions randomly picked a heavy truck and drove back to the stable, then walked back to the manor.
When he returned home, most of the workers on the plantation were fast asleep, with fewer than ten people still active in the house.
Sariel milked the cows as usual, and Gavin watched with genuine admiration.
If Gavin remembered correctly, Sariel had also helped with the cleaning last night; although he was chubby, he seemed overly energetic.
However, Gavin wasn't in the mood for greetings. He simply waved and went back to the manor, went into his bedroom, and skipped lunch. He took off his dirty clothes, took a shower, and went to sleep.
When I woke up, it was already around 10 p.m.
By the time Gavin got up again, it was already dark, and it was time for him to go to sleep.
It made him feel like he was jet-lagged.
Gavin stood guard for a shift, used it as a form of exercise, and after 2 a.m., he went back to sleep.
The day ended uneventfully, and it wasn't until he got out of bed again that Gavin finally felt the urge to get down to business.
After playing with Nikita, who had recovered from her fatigue, for a while, the two took a shower and then went to have breakfast together.
After the meal, it was time to get down to business. Fortunately, although everyone had rested for a day, the area around the manor was still filled with the smell of corpses and various bloodstains, so no one was relaxed at all because of the day's rest.
Logistics had its own tasks, which were all arranged by Thomas; Gavin didn't get involved.
He simply put on his gear, sat on the sofa, and waited for the field and office staff to gather one by one in the middle of the hall.
Around 8:15, looking at the large group of guys who had completely assembled, especially the dozen or so extra guys from 6666 Ranch, Gavin rubbed his temples and pointed.
"Guys, the office work is the same as usual today. As of today, our fence is still not fully repaired."
At this point, Gavin turned to look at Old Feng and asked.
"Feng, how long do you think it will take before the fence is completely repaired?"
"At least two days, boss, our farm is fucking huge!"
Old Feng felt a little wronged, after all, the farm was really too big!
The distance of the entire fence around the farm is equivalent to the distance of Shanghai being edged with gold!
Although the fence is not completely damaged, the damaged area is measured in thousands of meters, which is not something that can be fixed in a short time.
Seeing that Lao Feng had even mentioned "his mother" in his words, what could Gavin say? So he nodded, raised his hand, and tapped the sofa as he spoke.
"I hope you can bring me good news tomorrow night that the work is finished. Feng, go ahead and get busy."
As he spoke, Gavin waved goodbye to the office staff, then looked at the remaining field staff and continued.
"As for fieldwork, who can operate the farm's trailer excavator? Someone who's quite skilled at it!"
In an instant, about a dozen people, including Steve, raised their hands.
Most of them were from the 6666 Ranch, and Jonathan also raised his hand.
Seeing this, Gavin glanced at each of the guys who raised their hands, then pointed at Jonathan.
"Jonathan, you're out of the question. You and Otto have been working with me for the past two days, so let's get to know each other better."
"Steve, you take the other guys who are good at driving tractors and report to Thomas. We need to work on our farmland as quickly as possible to plant our potatoes!"
"That's our main food supply for the next six months, even a year. Hurry and treat this carefully. You may leave now!"
At this point, Gavin waved to Steve, who then exchanged a meaningful look with Gavin.
The 6666 ranch crew has arrived at the camp in a group, so it's definitely necessary to break up their team structure, pull away their opinion leaders, and let Steve demonstrate his leadership as the chief cowboy. That would be the most appropriate thing to do.
As expected, the men at 6666 Ranch didn't think much of it. Seeing Gavin give the order, they happily followed Steve away.
Although those cowboys had strong personalities, they were still afraid of death after all. And Gavin Farm had given them a big job the night before last, so they were really worried that Gavin would send them out to their deaths.
It's a good thing that they can go back to farming now. Although they're all tired of doing similar work, they're still quite satisfied because of the expectation of harvesting food and the temporary sense of security.
Jonathan was quite satisfied, because he didn't like farming; he only enjoyed excitement, and what could be more exciting than being by Gavin's side?
This arrangement is also Gavin's habit. Whenever Gavin thinks a newcomer has the potential to become an opinion leader, he likes to bring them along to get to know each other.
Now, after arranging the personnel Thomas needed, Gavin turned to the others and continued.
"Hogan, Tara, Barn, the three of you continue the salvage work on the lake. Are three people enough?"
"That's not enough, boss. I think we should add at least two more. Trawls are quite strenuous. Even if Tara has immense strength, we can't let her bear too much of it. That would be too hard."
As Hogan spoke, he gave Tara a gentle smile that made her grin back.
Others saw her as a dark, monstrous beast, but Father Hogan saw her as a rather sturdy, ordinary person, which was sometimes quite nice.
Upon hearing this, Gavin glanced at the field team and casually pointed to two people to assign to Hogan.
At this point, the teams on the lake have been arranged.
Gavin then looked at the remaining sixteen or seventeen men and asked.
"Besides the people I've already assigned, do any other people have their own work to do? If so, please tell me."
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As soon as Gavin finished speaking, Anthony clapped his hands and said.
"Boss, shouldn't I start setting up our remote outposts? I selected several outpost locations a few days ago, and it feels like we can start building simple watchtowers anytime soon."
"I think a simple watchtower equipped with guns, ammunition, and an emergency motorcycle, once built, can serve as an early warning system if someone is assigned to carry a walkie-talkie."
"The sentry posts don't need to be built particularly high. They just need to be able to observe the zombies' movements before they reach the manor. For example, with the zombie horde attack the day before yesterday afternoon, if we had sentry posts to give advance warning, we could have lured the zombies in another direction before they even reached the manor!"
At this point, Anthony crossed his arms and looked at Gavin, who nodded and smiled.
"You're right, so pick three people to do the work. Don't rush. Make the outpost as sturdy as possible. For now, a wooden structure will suffice. Provide them with motorcycles and make sure the outpost personnel can evacuate safely."
"Yes, boss."
At this point, Anthony selected three people to leave the manor.
As he left, Sean raised his hand and lazily said to Gavin.
"Boss, I need to take Paul and Nicholas to inspect our helicopter."
"Damn it, I don't know if you can understand this kind of work. Helicopter maintenance is a huge job. I'm afraid I'll waste an entire morning on it."
"And this afternoon, if I can handle the prosecutorial work, I'll take Edward and Steve back to Shepard Military Base in three helicopters to resupply them with ammunition."
"For the next few days, I'll probably be traveling back and forth to Shepard Air Force Base, constantly bringing back new Black Hawk helicopters, so I probably won't be able to do anything else during this time!"
At this point, Sean shrugged at Gavin, who nodded understandingly.
After setting aside all the aforementioned tasks, there weren't many field workers left. So Gavin simply took Jonathan and Otto, selected five more men, and the eight of them drove towards the power plant.
The power plant has been there for a long time; it's long overdue to allocate manpower to fix it.
Today, Gavin felt he shouldn't wait any longer.
With that, the fieldwork was completely assigned, and Gavin's two cars pulled up at the power plant entrance amidst the chatter of the crew.
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