"Feng Zhi, before it snows, take the second squad and pave the road leading from the platoon here in advance."
"When working in the rain, you should pay attention to the balance between work and rest. Doctor Chu will have ginger soup and medicine ready."
"Don't worry, Platoon Leader."
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Harbin.
Urgent footsteps sounded in the corridor.
Director Wei, who hadn't slept for two days and two nights, forced himself to twist his neck and look towards the door.
Deputy Director Lao Gao walked in with a storm.
"Old Wei, good news! The rain has begun to subside in various places. Since last night, there have been no more breaches anywhere."
Director Wei did not smile. He asked his secretary to pour water for Lao Gao first.
"I just got a call from Beijing." Director Wei's worried look made Lao Gao's heart skip a beat. "Weather experts predict that this winter will be very difficult, and there's a high possibility of a snowstorm."
The smile on Lao Gao's face immediately disappeared.
"Looks like we still have a long way to go."
Director Wei, who is already in his sixties, shook his head. "How can we say this? Experts predict that the real test will come in the spring of next year!"
Lao Gao sat up straight in shock.
“Is there going to be a flood?”
Director Wei made a bitter gesture.
"Sixty-five percent chance."
As the two looked at each other in silence, Lao Gao's secretary hurried in with a telegram.
"Director, this is a telegram from the capital. The provincial leaders want you to handle it immediately."
Lao Gao took the telegram and glanced at it, his brows furrowed even more.
Director Wei took the telegram and looked at it, and he also felt that this matter was quite tricky.
It turns out that winter has already arrived in Heilongjiang Province by the end of October every year, and major forestry farms will begin to harvest wood and send it to all parts of the country.
However, due to abnormal climate this year and continuous heavy rain, logging work in major forest farms could not be carried out.
The impact of this incident is not small.
Once the wood supply from the Northeast stops, many planned construction projects across the country will be forced to stop or adjust their schedules.
It can be said that one move can affect the whole body.
For example, if they are delayed for half a month here and all industries have to adjust along the way, the iron soldiers laying railways in the western wilderness will have to stay in the wilderness for more than a month.
Not to mention the loss of construction time and materials, the number of Iron Dao soldiers who died as a result will also increase a lot.
Director Wei stood up and paced around the office.
"Mining in the rain is very difficult and dangerous, but the educated youth from forest farms across the country are very enthusiastic. Some forest farms have already completed part of the first phase of mining tasks in the rain."
He smiled bitterly.
"But...the losses are also enormous."
Lao Gao rubbed his eyebrows.
"This is not the crux of the matter. The key is that the heavy rain has washed away the roads in the forest farms. They are so muddy that loaders, trucks and even tractors cannot get in or out!"
"There's no way that wood can be delivered to the train stations!"
"For example, at the Amur Forest Farm, cars and horse-drawn carriages from several branch farms were stuck at the exits. They even organized educated youth workers to carry the logs. It took them ten days of exhausting work to get a few logs out! And they ended up falling ill."
Director Wei stopped.
"I think we should have everyone in the office work overtime and call all the 600-plus forest farms, big and small, to inquire about the difficulties they're facing in exporting wood."
"Let's prioritize solving a few problems that are easier to solve."
"No matter how much wood there is, this first batch must be cleared within a week!"
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