Chapter 845: The Prime Minister is Coming

National Highway No. 18 is still more than 30 kilometers away from the urban area of Yizhou City, and here it is completely surrounded by mountains, and the National Highway walks along the side of the mountain. This is the most dangerous section of the old national highway in the territory of Sishu Province.

At this moment, on the edge of the road at a slightly wider point, it has become a temporary construction site. On the side, along the national highway, on the side road that occupies the national highway, more than a dozen military tents have been erected. Here, it is the headquarters at the forefront of the Wenshu earthquake and earthquake relief, and it is also the highest-level headquarters. This is because Comrade Leng Yunfei, the "General" of the Government Affairs Yuan, and Comrade Nie Guowei, the deputy "General" of the Council, are here at this moment.

In the tent, the president's eye sockets were a little deep, and his eyes were red, which was obviously a feature of not having a good rest.

At this moment, inside the tent, in the middle, on the long marching table, there is a route map of the Yizhou section of the old national highway.

On the side, an officer with the rank of general reported to General Manager Leng: "Chief, according to the satellite remote control and remote sensing data, at present, all other parts of the old national highway have been dredged, and only the middle 10 kilometers are left, and according to the budget of the engineering troops, at least, it will take 10 hours. ”

Hearing the news, Leng Yunfei's face suddenly changed, and the general who reported immediately said: "Chief, the main difficulty is that the scope of the construction is too narrow. Construction machinery is difficult to get into. ”

Looking at General Shen Jiantao, commander of the Tianfu Military Region in front of him, Mr. Leng said in a deep voice: "Do everything possible to go in, the sooner you go in and make an appointment, the sooner you go in, the sooner you make an appointment, the sooner you go, the sooner you can save more lives." ”

As he spoke, Mr. Leng stood up, looked at Shen Jiantao, looked solemn, and said in a deep voice: "Ten hours is absolutely not possible, the working surface is too narrow, you will take a way, any means and any price, I only need a result, within three hours, open up the road, open up the lifeline to Yizhou City." It was the people who raised you, and now, the people have suffered a great disaster, and you can do it yourself. ”

Speaking of which, Shen Jiantao knew very well that this was an order to die. Immediately, he nodded and said: "Please rest assured that the Tianfu Military Region, up and down, will not hesitate to cut the price and make efforts to ensure that this lifeline will be opened within three hours." ”

After Shen Jiantao went out, next to him, Nie Guowei also greeted him and whispered: "General Manager, you go to sleep first."

From yesterday afternoon until now, you have not rested for almost forty hours......"

Mr. Leng waved his hand and sighed: "Old Lou, don't say it, I understand what you mean." Judging from the situation reported by Zhenbang, at present, Yizhou City is without electricity and water, there is a shortage of food and medicine, and there is a lack of large-scale engineering equipment and rescue forces, so I can't sleep. ”

From the time he learned the news to the present, Mr. Leng boarded the plane, and after arriving in Sishu, he didn't sleep. During the day and at night, Leng was always inspecting the various disaster areas. Talking with the local people to calm the emotions of the masses, in the evening, Mr. Leng convened a meeting of all parties to discuss and deploy the disaster relief work. It's been more than 40 hours, and even a young man can't stand it, let alone an old man who is close to old age.

At this moment, inside another tent, the commander of the Tianfu Military Region is convening a meeting of the military commanders of various units under the Military Region.

Shen Jiantao's face was more serious, he looked around at everyone, and said in a deep voice: "Comrades, just now, the general manager has given the final death order. We must open the traffic line within three hours. To this end, I issued a military order to the general manager, promising to complete the task within three hours. Here, I would like to stress once again -- I would like to tell you all about all of you, whether they are generals or soldiers. If you open the channel, it is a victory, and I will give you credit! ”

The voice fell, and next to him, the chief of staff of the military region, Lieutenant General Ye Jianjian, said, "Commander, the problem now is that the work surface cannot be carried out. We are also good women, and it is difficult to cook without rice. ”

Shen Jiantao waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "The operation area is narrow, this is not a reason, pass on my orders." If the working surface is not enough, smash the operation, ten kilometers of road, sectional construction along the way, construction machinery and equipment with strong off-road ability, rush in, take placement measures on the spot for the excavated earth and stone, and take resettlement measures along the slope protection on the side of the road, or, dump along the edge of the cliff, in short, no matter what method you use, what I want is just the result, three hours, remember, within three hours, open the road. ”

Three hours is a flash. When the pointer of time pointed to 8 o'clock in the evening, finally, on the old national highway, the soldiers of the engineering unit of the Tianfu Military Region, who were rushing to repair the highway on the side of Yizhou City, successfully joined the division. Deafening applause and cheers erupted.

Yizhou City.

At this moment, the power supply in Yizhou City has been completely cut off, and the power supply and transmission lines have been completely destroyed in the midst of this major earthquake. -- In the evening, the whole of Yizhou was plunged into -- darkness.

At this time, a full 12 hours have passed since the earthquake occurred, but at this moment, the general manager has entered the epicenter of the Wenshu earthquake.

Nie Zhenbang, who got the news, at this moment, led the surviving leading cadres of Yizhou City to wait at the Yizhou [Guang] field.

On the field, there was silence, and the masses of the people who had experienced a catastrophic catastrophe were either sitting on the ground or standing, and their eyes were looking at the general manager.

At this moment, except for the roaring of a dozen diesel generators, there is no other sound.

Looking at Nie Zhenbang, Mr. Leng stretched out his hand and said in a deep voice: "Comrade Nie Zhendu, thank you for your hard work." On behalf of the Central Committee, I would like to thank you for your efforts and for not being afraid of sacrifice. What happened to the resettlement of the affected people? ”

As soon as the words fell, Nie Zhenbang spoke: "General Manager, at present, the surviving people in the urban area of Yizhou City have been placed in the Yizhou City Citizen Field, the Yizhou Sports Center, and the playgrounds of several colleges and high schools. The mood of the masses is quite stable, but now, there are many problems, food. There is a shortage of drinking water, as well as a shortage of medicines, medical equipment and equipment, and medical personnel. This is the most fundamental problem, and many seriously injured people cannot be effectively treated due to medical restrictions.

Mr. Leng nodded, looked around at the people on the field, and said in a calm voice: "Comrades, the fathers and villagers of Yizhou City, I am Leng Yunfei, I have come to visit you, on behalf of the Central Committee of the Party and the Government Affairs Yuan, on behalf of President Shen, I would like to express my deep condolences and cordial condolences to the disaster that everyone has endured, and the house has collapsed. As long as people live, people live, there is hope, as long as we have all hearts. United, I believe that we will be able to tide over this terrible natural disaster. ”

Next, under the leadership of Nie Zhenbang, Mr. Leng came to the medical area again. Nie Zhenbang introduced: "At present, 80% of the houses in the urban area of Yizhou have been turned into rubble and ruins. Now, many people are injured. We have set up medical tents on the side of the stadium and on the side of the stadium. At present, the diesel generators that have been concentrated in the city are given priority to be supplied to medical units. The current difficulties are the serious shortage of engineering equipment and machinery for rescue work, as well as the lack of food and water. In the past two days, most of the people have not eaten much, and in a few days, I am worried that something will go wrong. ”

Listening to Nie Zhenbang's report, Mr. Leng's face sank suddenly. Turning his head, Mr. Leng said to Su Block, the secretary of the Provincial Party Committee of Sishu Province behind him: "Comrade Su Yuan, now, we must immediately organize manpower and transportation forces to transport the food, water and medicine that are urgently needed in the disaster area at present. Be sure to get the supplies as fast as possible. ”

Next, the pedestrians walked to the resettlement site of the victims of the Guangchang disaster, and in several tents made of colored striped cloth, the whole tent was full of half-grown children, the eldest was not more than twelve years old, and the youngest was still a child waiting to be fed.

―Pedestrians entered the tent, and several female police officers in police uniforms stood up, and Nie Zhenbang introduced: "President, these children were separated from their parents in the earthquake, or their parents and relatives have been killed in the earthquake. ”

Hearing this, Mr. Leng was already full of tears in his eyes, and he stepped forward, Mr. Leng had already squatted down at this moment, and his hands were wrapped around a child, a girl, and a boy, all of whom were about eight to ten years old.

These two children have already lost their loved ones, from the initial dazed and helpless, to now, these children are silent in grief.

Looking at the child, Mr. Leng stretched out his hand, gently wiped the child's tears, and said in a low voice: "Child, don't cry, the government will take care of you, your life, and your learning." You guys. Although there are no parents, there will be more people in this society who will care about you and help you. We all need to be strong. ”

stood up, but Mr. Leng still hugged the two children tightly, raised his head to the people around him, especially to Nie Zhenbang, and said: "You must do a good job in the psychological comfort work of the orphans in the disaster area, and have detailed plans and programs, for the children of separated parents, we must do everything possible to help them reunite, and for those who have relatives to take refuge, we must also do a good job of corresponding work, and for orphans, we must show 120 percent of our love, and we must ensure that the lives and studies of these children are not affected." ”