"It's not scary if the gate is rusty. The most terrifying thing is that the head is rusty. You don't have to stand here. Go to the scene. Can the gate be opened just by standing here?" In the wind and rain, Liao Xiangting looked very bad in front of everyone.
, which does not give the Director of Water Affairs any face.
The director of the Water Bureau smiled awkwardly and walked away awkwardly wearing a raincoat.
The water level is still rising. Armed police, border defense, public security, and government officials, under the illumination of more than a thousand car lights, although it is still rainy and dark, the vendors who are still standing in the rain begin to slowly evacuate towards the shore, step by step.
As soon as I turned around and stopped one step at a time, I saw from a high place that the crowd in the middle of the river began to decrease.
However, the newly built flower shed, the machinery for rolling sesame oil, boxes and bags of clothes, boxes of fish and shrimp, recycled old bicycles, and rows of porcelain... were all soaked in the water.
Some of the people who came ashore had dull eyes and wiped away tears, while others were crying and their tears were pouring down like the heavy rain.
Yue Wen drove the Cheetah back and forth on the embankment. The cries and curses outside the car were heard, which was heartbreaking.
"The porcelain I just imported from Jingdezhen cost more than 200,000 yuan, and it turned into broken tiles after a flood." The river was full of frightened people. The porcelain was shattered by the collision, and no one knew who wanted it.
compensation.
As soon as the man finished shouting, everyone began to complain, "The oil pressing equipment I just imported from South Korea, four machines, were all soaked in water..."
"Who wants my clothes if they are flooded? No one will buy them on sale!"
…
When I was a child, I was harvesting summer grain in the yard. Heavy rain came and all the wheat that could not be snatched was soaked in water. The anxious and heartbroken expressions of my parents seemed like just yesterday. Yue Wen's car slowly stopped.
He looked at the river. Under the reflection of the car lights, the water level kept rising. He was so familiar with this place. He went there once a day and could tell where it was high and where it was low with his eyes closed!
"Secretary Chen," the sky gradually became brighter, and at least the person on the other side could see clearly who it was. Yue Wen saw Chen Jiangping and immediately got out of the car, "If we don't release the flood, everything in the river will be destroyed. Where is the Water Conservancy Bureau?
"
Chen Jiangping looked at Liao Xiangting and Tan Wenzheng. The two main district leaders were there, and it was not Furong Street's turn to issue orders yet.
Only then did Yue Wen see Liao Xiangting and others, who were soaked from head to toe, mingling among the crowd, no different from ordinary government officials.
Liao Xiangting frowned. Not far away, he smelled a strong smell of alcohol.
"At this time, you went to drink at noon?" Tan Wenzheng looked at Yue Wen seriously, "Don't you know that drinking at noon is not allowed?"
There is a ban in the district. Unless you are working for reception, you are not allowed to drink alcohol at noon. However, in the streets, where you directly deal with the people at close range, many things cannot be done if you don’t drink. If you don’t drink, the village secretary will think that
You don't give them face and look down on them, and a lot of work has to be done by the village.
"Jiang Ping, do you Furong Street cadres drink at noon?" Tan Wenzheng suddenly pointed the finger at Chen Jiangping again.
"No, he has a reception mission at noon." Chen Jiangping covered up for Yue Wen, but he was cursing in his heart, why are he doing such trivial things during disaster relief and rescue operations?
"Yue Wen, you are responsible for the management of Xinhe, right? It's raining so heavily, why don't you just lean on the river beach and go out to drink?" Tan Wenzheng saw Chen Jiangping about to explain, and immediately interrupted him, "I don't care whether you received the reception or not.
The task, the work you are responsible for, has caused irreparable losses and must be dealt with seriously."
Chen Jiangping looked at Yue Wen and immediately understood that Tan Wen wanted to use Yue Wen as the scapegoat for the flood. After all, it is easier to deal with a young cadre than a senior cadre, and it is easier to deal with a deputy than a full-time cadre.
easy.
The flood has caused serious losses. It is unjustifiable not to deal with people. If you deal with people, you can give an explanation to both the superiors and the subordinates.
Liao Xiangting looked at Tan Wenzheng and turned away without saying a word.
"I'm not the river chief, can I take care of it?" Yue Wen said anxiously, "I'm only responsible for construction, not drainage..."
"Stop talking." Chen Jiangping became anxious and kicked him. He looked at Liao Xiangting and said, "I'll tell you later."
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Around 2:50 pm.
"Secretary Liao," Cai Yongjin hurried over, followed by the director of the Water Conservancy Bureau, "the floods are now rising, and at one time they exceeded the gate dam by 0.6 meters. There are 14 villages along the banks of the Xin River, with a population of nearly 80,000, and the people are still there.
No transfer..."
Liao Xiangting and Tan Wenzheng immediately realized the seriousness of the problem. The vendors in the river had suffered serious losses, but if both sides of the river were affected by the disaster, post-disaster resettlement, reconstruction and other issues would follow...
"Due to repeated erosion by water flow, small areas of landslides occur from time to time on the riverbanks near the three streets upstream, and some gaps are getting bigger and bigger. The nearest residence is only about 20 meters away from the gap..." the director of the Water Conservancy Bureau added.
"Where are other places?" Tan Wenzheng asked.
"The three streets along the river are all similar, but," the director of the Water Conservancy Bureau looked at Chen Jiangping, "the Furong section of the river is very strong, but one part has collapsed. The quality of the project in Furong Street can't be said."
"Well, I've also looked at the section we're in, and it's very solid." Cai Yongjin said.
Liao Xiangting looked at Chen Jiangping, who explained, "That section is being repaired, and it was delayed because I went to the market..."
Liao Xiangting interrupted him and ordered, "Is the rescue team coming up? The rescue supplies must be in place immediately..." He looked at the water affairs director again, "Old Feng, is the gate open? You can't just block it, you have to release the flood water.
Get down!"
The water affairs director looked embarrassed, "The water flow is too fast, we can't get close..."
"I don't listen to reasons, I just look at the results," Liao Xiangting waved his hand, "If it floods the village, you don't have to do it anymore!"
The words were serious, and the Water Affairs Director's face was murky than the water in the Xin River. He hurried over without saying a word, and cursed while making the phone call, "Liu Jun, how did you become the section chief? Gate
If you don't open it again, you don't have to do it anymore. I won't listen to the reasons... I will just look at the results..."
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Around 3pm.
A rescue team quickly formed from the Water Bureau and other units rushed to the scene, and sandbags and other rescue supplies were also transported up in time. When the new flood peak arrived upstream, the water flow at the scene became more and more turbulent, and hundreds of sandbags dropped by the rescue personnel were quickly swept away.
The two main leaders were really anxious, and the water affairs director was completely afraid to show his face.
"Go to the gate." Liao Xiangting got into the car with a livid face.
Cai Yongjin winked, and Wang Xiaoshu, who was already standing beside him, also got into the car, "Secretary Liao, can you ask the garrison in Pingzhou to use artillery to blast them away?"
Liao Xiangting looked out the window, and a group of cadres followed him, "We can't coordinate. We have to go through the municipal party committee and government. Besides, it's too late for the army's artillery to come over!"
"Let me contact you," Liao Xiangting thought for a while, "Two-pronged approach, let the civil explosive company prepare explosives, if not, carry out blasting!"
The car was driving on the muddy road, but when they arrived at the gate, everyone gasped. Due to the lack of rain for many years, the gate had not been used for many years, and the heavy gate could no longer be raised.
The water in front of the gate has been rising continuously, and it is slowly submerging the gate. The water flow is fast and filled with turbid foam. No one dares to step forward.
"Secretary Liao, here we come, here we come," the water affairs director rushed over from behind wearing a raincoat, "the civilian explosion experts are here!"
"Hurry up." Seeing that the director of water affairs was about to explain that this was a typical rhythm of being disciplined, Cai Yongjin quickly stopped him and said, "Organize blasting immediately!"
3:40 pm.
Everyone retreated far away. A few people from the civil explosive company did not dare to go into the water, so they tried to get an "explosive bamboo pole", successfully put it into the gate, and detonated it with a bang, but only caused a slight explosion.
of water mist.
"Think of another way." Liao Xiangting's face was livid.
4:40 pm.
The blasting experts once again found a bamboo pole, redesigned the charge, and detonated it again. The ground shook and water mist splashed, but they still could not shake the solid gate.