A deafening rumble broke into Gu Ji's ears.

The crowd looked through the window to see in the gloomy sky six large army-green airliners passing above their heads, none other than the Il-76 and C-17 heavy transport planes that had previously been provided by the Central Cabinet for the transport of boat-based troops in Assam.

Fatima pursed her lips with some excitement.

"Vidi, is this a support from the Central Cabinet?"

"Yes, it should be the boat force that has arrived!"

Gu Ji raised his wrist and glanced at the time, more than three hours had passed since he arrived in Kolkata, but for the Indian disaster response force, it was very fast to be able to assemble and rush to the target point in such a short time.

He looked down at the standing water on the ground.

After a day and a night of continuous heavy precipitation, some parts of the city have already accumulated more than a meter of water, and don't forget, this is India's third-largest international metropolis, not a remote and backward area like Gohati and Dispur, mainly because Kolkata is too low, and many places used to be wetlands.

Although the stagnant water will affect the speed of the car, it will greatly facilitate the movement of the boat troops.

Don't forget, in Assam, 400 boats managed to quickly transfer tens of thousands of trains.

"Fatima, you immediately ask Ranat to transfer all the disaster response forces to the North District, cooperate with passenger and river transportation, and maybe you can really complete the transfer plan before the dam bursts!"

"Okay, I'll get in touch right away!"

Fatima was pulling out her phone to report it, and the convoy of military vehicles was driving to the slums of the North District.

Although Gu Ji had also seen the slum in the movie, he was still shocked by the scene in front of him.

As far as the eye can see, the large number of rusty iron houses are stacked next to each other, spaced only six inches apart, in stark contrast to the high-rise buildings in the city center, most of which are divided into two floors, separated by rough wooden planks, and the ground floor and attic are less than 1.5 meters high, and occasionally one or two brick houses can be seen.

There are few sanitation facilities in the slums, most of the residents have no drainage system or toilets in their homes, and piles of garbage are scattered by torrential rains, floating on stagnant water, and clustered in a whole layer of colour, giving the already narrow and crowded streets a strong rancid smell.

The ghetto is only one-third the size of the North District, but it is home to nearly 4 million people, equivalent to a quarter of Kolkata's population.

What is this concept?

It's the size of an ordinary bedroom, crowded with 10 to 12 people, and you can hit people almost every step of the way.

But even so, there are still factories, schools, hospitals, small sparrows, and the largest number of temples, because for these poor Indians, the three gods of Hinduism are the only faith and hope in their miserable life.

"Let me go first!"

"Don't squeeze it! I'm running out of breath! ”

"Let my son get in the car first! Please, he can't walk alone! ”

"Honorable police chief, here is 100 rupees, please let me and me and my children get in the car first, I will definitely thank you for your help and sing your praises every day in front of the statue of Lord Shiva!"

……

At the intersection of the main street in the slum, tens of thousands of poor people are all congested here, vying for three transfer buses arranged by the government, which are theoretically only available to the old, weak, sick and disabled, while the young and middle-aged people all follow the route planned by the headquarters in the safety zone, moving on foot until there are empty cars on the road.

But there is at least a dozen kilometers to walk from the North District to the Central District, not to mention that the water on the ground has reached the thighs, which is very physically exhausting to walk, and as time goes by, the risk of flooding is greater, and everyone wants to reach the safety zone earlier.

That's why many young people are crowding the bus with them, and some people want to bribe the police.

"Mean woman, don't huddle with me, you go grab other vehicles!"

"What are you arguing about pushing me for!"

"Damn bitch! Get the hell out of me......"

In the middle of the quarrel, a couple suddenly moved their hands, and the man accidentally hit someone else, which caused a riot among the people, and the policeman in charge of maintaining order drew an electric baton and scolded, while squeezing towards the trouble.

But what he never expected was that just as he left the vicinity of the transfer bus, several sharp-eyed young men took the opportunity to rush into the car.

"Get in the car!"

"Let's go, let's go!"

"Ahh

Someone took the lead, the team was chaotic all of a sudden, like an ant nest that exploded the pot, all the people squeezed up, the bus couldn't withstand such a fierce scramble, and was pushed left and right by the crowd, and it took less than three seconds for the car to be crowded with people, and even the driver was pressed on the steering wheel.

Some of the refugees simply leaned on the windows, and some stepped on the tires and rolled onto the roofs of the cars.

When Gu Ji saw this scene, he hurriedly asked Marlowe to fire a warning shot again.

The riots gradually subsided when gunshots were heard.

"Listen to me, you must obey the notice and order of the municipal authorities, keep order, now that the boat support sent by Your Excellency from the central government has arrived, everyone will be safely delivered to the safe zone, but if we continue to make a mess, it will only be a waste of time, and we can't help if we want to!"

"Doctor! Doctor! Come and save people! ”

Just as Gu Ji was using the megaphone to maintain order, a cry for help came from the crowd on the west side.

Many people were attracted by the sound, and saw a middle-aged Indian uncle in a purple T-shirt, who was being carried by an anxious teenager, visible to the naked eye, the Indian uncle's back was tied with a finger-thick steel bar, and blood trickled out along the torn wound, dyeing the clothes dark purple, and was quickly diluted by the torrential rain.

Gu Ji glanced around, but he didn't see a single first responder wearing a white coat or a reflective rescue vest.

"Where did the paramedics go?"

"Mr. Commissioner, the medical staff have just been transferred to the hospital to transport critically ill patients, and now there is no one available!"

"Then there should be at least one left! Fatima, contact the command and continue to send additional medical personnel to the northern district! ”

Gu Ji glared, but the government office worker did not have any shame and apology, but rolled his eyes, as if he didn't care about the lives of these refugees at all.

Yes, the flood disaster is coming.

As a government official, instead of being given the opportunity to flee to safety, he risked his life to evacuate refugees in the most dangerous part of the north, and it is not uncommon for him to complain.

"Come two of me!"

Gu said a few words, and immediately opened the car door and jumped into the stagnant water from the roof of the car, "Be careful, there is too much garbage in the water, especially discarded syringe needles and glass products, which are likely to scratch the skin and cause infection!" ”

The environment in the slum is so poor that he is worried about whether the refugees will be cross-infected if they soak in the garbage water.

The three of them squeezed to the side of the purple-clothed uncle.

Gu Ji took a general look at the wound, and deduced that it should be that he slipped and fell on his own feet, was stuck in the back by the steel bars in the water, and may have injured his lungs, and now he is completely in a coma, his face is pale, and his lips are purple, which is a sign of excessive blood loss, "You have to give first aid immediately, come to a military vehicle, and send him to the nearest hospital!" ”

This kind of deep puncture wound can't be handled well by him for a while.

"Give me people! Be careful not to touch the rebar! ”

"Please, save my Abba!"

"Don't worry!"

While comforting the young man, Gu Ji stretched out one hand to close the purple-clothed uncle's arms around the back of his neck, and grabbed his knee with the other hand, and the two hands worked together to carry the wounded on his shoulders.

The Indian soldiers should have also been trained in relevant first-aid knowledge, and while he was carrying the purple-clothed uncle, the two immediately went around to the back, holding their heads, necks and legs with both hands, to ensure that the overall center of gravity was centered to prevent Gu Ji from falling due to loss of balance during the march.

I have to say.

Gu Ji's conscientious and responsible attitude has won the hearts of many refugees in the slums, and some of them choose to take the initiative to get off the bus.

As soon as the military vehicle pulled the unconscious purple-clothed uncle away, his ears followed the chrysalis on his hind feet, and he vaguely heard the low sound of water waves, and even the stagnant water under his feet swayed back and forth.

"Surely it could be a flood?"

"Oh my God! Run, everyone! ”

"Spread out! The flood is coming!! ”

"Don't mess around! This is not a flood, we have technicians who are watching the state of the Hooghly River dam, don't panic, Marlowe, take control of the scene right away! ”

Seeing that repeated persuasion was useless, Gu Ji narrowed the fierce light in his eyes and lifted him out of the army.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Marlowe commanded the army column to get out of the car to maintain order, the next moment, Fatima was so excited that she got up from the car and shook her arms desperately, "It's not a flood!" Verity! It's a boat force! ”

In the next second, with the roar of gasoline motors and the stirring of water, a large orange rubber rescue boat, in a triangular formation, was approaching the slum.

"It looks like it's here to save us!"

"What Mr. Commissioner said is true! Everyone must listen to him and keep order! ”

"That's right! Everything trust the government! ”

With hope, coupled with a large number of armed soldiers, the crowd returned to calm.

It wasn't until the boat troops stopped at the entrance of the main street in the slum that Gu Ji suddenly heard a familiar shout.

"Vidi! Vidi isn't here! ”

"I'm here! Pradan! ”

It turned out that this boat force was the same one that had been in charge of supporting Assam.

In fact, this is also the best solution.

Because West Bengal already borders Assam, the distance is very close, and the disaster response force commanded by Pradhan is all ready-made in terms of materials, equipment, and rescue technology, which eliminates the time for preparation and running-in, which can maximize the role of the troops, and the cost is also the lowest.

Pradan was still the same, with curly gray-white hair, a beard, and an orange reflective rescue suit.

It turned out that in the past few days since he left, because the rain had stopped for many days, and the water in the town was also declining, the role of the boat force was getting lower and lower.

Therefore, Pradhan left only 100 boats to search and rescue along the river, and all the remaining troops were transferred to Calcutta to assist in support according to the orders of the Ministry of the Interior of the Central Cabinet.

In the team, many rescuers secretly greeted Gu Ji excitedly.

They were the members of the 14th detachment that Gu Ji was responsible for commanding before.

"I'll introduce you to another helper!"

Gu Ji responded to them briefly, and even if he took Pradhan to meet with Marlowe, both of them belonged to the big boss who valued hard work and went straight, and after some introduction, he learned that they were originally comrades-in-arms of the 57th Mountain Division of the Army, and they soon became friends.

With the help of the military and disaster response forces.

The transfer was immediately much easier.

In the previous original plan, Gu Jiduo arranged the "halfway ride rule", that is, after transporting the old, weak, sick and disabled, the boat troops would return the same way, and then pick up the young and middle-aged people who rushed to the safety zone on foot.

Because the speed of the boat in the water is much faster than that of large passengers and vehicles traveling against the stagnant water.

So there are more back-and-forths.

This undoubtedly added a few points to the hope of the refugees to be rescued, and in order to increase their enthusiasm, Gu Ji set up that every time they turned back, they would give priority to the people at the front of the line.

In this way, in order to rush to the safety zone as soon as possible, everyone will redouble their efforts to hurry, and as the team advances, the distance of the boat and boat troops to return is getting shorter and more frequent, and finally the plan of all transfers is reached.

Both Marlowe and Pradhan agree that this solution is highly feasible and can also make the most of the boat's agility and maneuverability.

For the next hour or so.

Passengers from the central and southern regions, as well as military transport vehicles, have all rushed to the northern region, and millions of refugees are being transferred to the safe zone little by little under the three-channel transportation of vehicles, boats, and boats.

At Matan Park in Zhongcheng District, the originally empty park had already been crowded with people, and around the park, firefighters tied the woods and firefighting sandbags together to build a temporary flood control levee more than two meters high.

"Mr. Vidi, there is no place in Midtown anymore, Matan Park, Writers' Building, and many office buildings, all of which are crowded with people, and have reached the upper limit of what can be accommodated!"

"What about the southern districts?"

"It's the same, there are too many people in the North District, and there are too few buildings on the high ground, you know......"

"Find a way to move the people of the southern district to the suburbs, and then the central district to the southern district, so that more places may be vacated!"

On the phone, Gu Ji once again received a report from Chief Secretary Ranat that the space of the security zone had reached the upper limit.

But now there are still hundreds of thousands of people left on the road, and if they just give up and can't complete the task, it will be a bit too cruel for these refugees who persevered until the end.

Buzz~Buzz~

"Wait, I've got a call from here."

Gu Ji was pondering whether there was a better solution, when suddenly the mobile phone vibrate, he took it away and saw that it was a technician from the Faraka Dam, and he immediately hung up and connected it.

"Mr. Vidi, the Faraka Dam has burst!"

(End of chapter)