The construction site was bustling with activity, the roaring sounds of machinery echoing back and forth, weaving into a symphony of fervent construction.
In the distance, over a dozen yellow excavators were waving their iron arms, leveling the foundation scoop by scoop.
By the roadside, a series of temporary blue work sheds were joined together, with steel bars, cement, and scaffolding neatly stacked at the entrance, evidently well-prepared for long-term construction.
The abandoned old buildings left from the past era have now been completely demolished, even the theater that the checkpoint painstakingly renovated failed to be preserved, leaving only a pile of broken ruins.
Driving a bit further ahead, Cheng Ye was taken aback to find that the large training ground had also been torn to pieces, with the training equipment that was once displayed within now standing solitary inside the barricades by the roadside, casting a nostalgic sense of change.
