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Chapter Thirty-One, Flooded City

The floods caused by the strong typhoon "Fit" were beyond everyone's expectations and left people helpless. Early in the morning, District Mayor Gu gathered all the people on duty in the building into the conference room on the 12th floor to hold an emergency meeting.

He pointed out: “This flood disaster will last for hundreds of years.

Once encountered, it is formed by the dual effects of Changhu Reservoir flood discharge and seawater intrusion. It is estimated that it will take three to five days for the flood to completely recede. It also depends on the change of the typhoon's direction. We must be mentally prepared. The current work arrangements are as follows: Section 1

1. Use all flood control and disaster relief equipment

All assault boats were mobilized to organize personnel to rescue the besieged people. The Water Conservancy Bureau took the lead, and the fire brigade and armed police cooperated. Secondly, personnel were organized to purchase food and mineral water in supermarkets and distributed to the trapped people. The district government office was responsible for ensuring that

Allocate reasonably and pay attention to quantity; third,

The Electricity Bureau is responsible for restoring power supply as soon as possible, especially for hospitals, to ensure that hospitals need to rescue injured people. Fourthly, it is the responsibility of the Flood Control Headquarters to quickly grasp the disaster situation in various places and guide local disaster relief and self-rescue. Everyone acts separately.

The meeting is dismissed."

Fortunately, we have to prevent floods and resist typhoons every year. Everyone has sufficient experience and sufficient reserves of materials and equipment. With an order, all departments took action in an orderly manner.

Lao Zhengtou, the doorman of Zhaohui Plastic Mold Factory in Haigang City, struggled to carry the senior engineer to the bed, where he and the factory director Lu Tianyin lay misaligned. He definitely couldn't sleep tonight, and he couldn't sleep either. There were two people lying on the bed.

Life and death, Gao Gong still has a breath of life, but I don’t know if he can survive tonight.

The water was gradually rising, and it was impossible to stand on the ground. He took a corner stool and put it on the soles of his feet. He sat on the table next to the window. The rain knocked on the window, like setting off firecrackers.

The strong wind and water waves hit the door panel, making a "kaka" sound. If it weren't for the factory area,

The security room was probably flooded. He seemed to have dozed off. When he woke up, he saw that the candle was almost burnt out. He took out another candle from the drawer and lit it. I don’t know when this candle was put out, and only the remaining candle was left.

Three, he just lit one, and there are two more. He doesn’t dare to light them all, for fear of holding back.

It was not yet dawn. The candles were blown by the wind, and the weak light flickered in and out. The room looked a bit spooky. Although I am not afraid of death at my age, but in the dark, windy and rainy environment, it was really strange.

A person with a rash. Old man Zheng held the flashlight tightly, his eyes as wide as copper bells.

In the meantime, the senior engineer groaned. Old Man Zheng went over to check, but he fell asleep again.

Finally, we managed to get through the daylight, the rain had stopped, the wind was still blowing, but the cloudiness was much weaker.

"Quickly, save people." Old Man Zheng only had this thought in his mind. He turned over and jumped off the table, and there was a splash of water. Oh my God, the water was already knee-deep. The water splashed on the senior engineer's face, and the senior engineer woke up.

After a night's sleep, his energy improved. He wanted to sit up, but he was so weak that he shouted: "Old Man Zheng."

"High engineer? Are you still alive?" Old Man Zheng asked ecstatically.

"I can't die, I'm thirsty." Gao Gong gasped.

"Just wait, I'll pour you water." Old Man Zheng picked up the hot water bottle and looked at it. Fortunately, there was still some. The senior engineer drank a few sips and stopped breathing. It looked like the situation was not good. This old man was from a big city.

People are so delicate, but they don't have the resistance endurance of an old man from the countryside.

Old Man Zheng didn't dare to neglect. He said to the senior engineer: "Lie down and don't move. I'll find someone to take you to the hospital."

After such a torment, it was already daylight. Old Man Zheng opened the door and saw that the factory area was a vast ocean. All the houses in the factory area were blown down by the wind, and the walls were washed away by the water. Only the security room became an "isolated island", and they were besieged. Waiting for rescue in the "isolated island".

Looking around, there was no place to climb up to call for help. The only way to attract attention was to climb up to the top of the security room. He went back to the room and took out a stool, taking a whistle and a small red flag with him. He stepped on the stool and climbed up to the roof, which was a cement platform. He He stood still and took a look. Oh my god, the whole city was submerged in the water. The buildings in front of him were like birds, floating quietly on the sea. He blew his whistle and waved a small flag to ask for help from the people in the building opposite. People waved He waved his hands to show that he was helpless. The water was deep and no one dared to take the risk.

At noon, an assault boat came in this direction. Old Man Zheng stood up, waved a small flag desperately, and shouted: "Help!"

The people on the assault boat discovered Old Man Zheng and turned the boat around. Old Man Zheng saw clearly that they were wearing olive green. They were the People's Liberation Army. The People's Liberation Army was coming and they were saved. After the typhoon stopped, the district organized young cadres to join the armed police. Join the flood fighting and rescue work, Dongfang Key signed up to participate.

"Comrades from the People's Liberation Army, come and save people."

When the assault boat arrived next to the security room, Dongfang Jian stood up and asked: "Uncle, are you injured?"

"It's not me, I'm in the house."

When the armed police comrades heard that there was someone in the house, they parked the assault boat at the door, jumped out and the two quickly rushed into the house. Dongfang Jian stayed on the boat to meet them. Everyone worked together to lift Lu Tianyin and Gao Gong onto the boat, and said to Old Man Zheng: "Uncle, please come down and we will take you to the hospital."

The armed police quickly sent them to the People's Hospital. The water level had reached the first floor of the hospital. The armed police comrades drove the assault boat directly into the lobby on the first floor and parked it on the stairs. Two armed police comrades jumped out of the boat and quickly lifted the two people off. Dongfang Keyian helped them. Take Old Man Zheng off the boat.

The emergency room had been evacuated to the second floor. The nurses saw them and put the two people on the gurney and pushed them into the emergency room. Dongfang Jian said to Old Man Zheng: "Uncle, please wait here. We have other tasks to leave first."

"Thank you, comrades of the People's Liberation Army."

Old Man Zheng was worried about the senior engineer and was afraid that the doctor would find him. So he came to the door of the emergency room and stood waiting. The chairs in the aisle were filled with injured people, and the sound of moans filled the entire aisle. It seemed that the typhoon had definitely caused some injuries. Quite a few.

The senior engineer was rescued, but the factory director Lu Tianyin passed away forever. He was worried about the situation in the factory last night and took the risk to come to the factory. When he rescued the senior engineer, he was hit in the head by a collapsing beam.

Three days later, the floodwaters receded, and the streets throughout the city were in terrible condition. There was mud and garbage everywhere. The neighborhood committee organized residents to help themselves, carry out epidemic prevention, and clean up.

When he got home, Dongfang Jian was so full of beard that Aunt Lin almost couldn't recognize him. She cried with joy, "Son, my parents have been worried to death. Where have you been these days?"

"It's at the district government building and flood control and rescue operations."

"You didn't even call us to tell us." Aunt Lin complained.

"Mom, I don't have time, and the phone is out of service. Please let me take a shower first. I haven't showered for four days and three nights, and my whole body stinks." There was no water or electricity in the building, so I had to wipe my face. Rinse your mouth and you're done.

While her son was washing up, Aunt Lin prepared a bowl of egg noodles for him. The vegetable market had not yet resumed business, and even vegetables were not available.

After Dongfang Jian came out of the bathroom, Aunt Lin shouted: "Son, come and eat noodles."

"Where's Dad?"

“Participated in community cleanup of the streets.”

Dongfang Jian picked up his chopsticks and ate hungrily. Aunt Lin said beside him: "Eat slowly, don't choke."

"Mom, it's so delicious." I get dry food every day, so it's great to have a bowl of hot noodle soup...

After finishing the noodles, Dongfang Jian put down his chopsticks and said, "Mom, let me have a good sleep." He was so exhausted these days that he didn't even have a place to sleep. When he got sleepy, he would lie down on a chair and take a nap.

The mission starts immediately.
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