The sound was so loud that it almost made Jiang Si and the others look over.
Hu Meili was holding her child at the innermost part of the storage room. She couldn't see what was going on outside and could only ask anxiously.
"What happened? What's making such a noise?"
There were too many people in the auditorium, and Jiang Si couldn't see clearly for a while.
I just vaguely heard everyone talking about how the air vent on the east side of the auditorium seemed to be falling apart.
"It fell apart?" Xu Mingjuan looked in the direction of the crowd in disbelief.
Ever since the typhoon warning was issued, the battalion defense staff had installed triple protection on all doors and windows in the auditorium in accordance with the division headquarters' requirements.
The materials were obtained from their logistics department.
The wooden boards used for reinforcement this time are all double-thick, and the nails and screws selected are also the largest size.
If this can't withstand the first wave of impact.
Then behind...
Jiang Si didn't say anything, but there was a hint of worry in her eyes.
If it's just the air vent that's causing the problem it's fine.
After all, the size of the air vent is there, so it is relatively easy to deal with.
But if there was a problem with the windows on the south side, that would be really scary.
You have to know that the windows in this era were all single-layer ordinary glass, and the window frames on the outside were all made of wood.
In this kind of severe convective weather, those racks will be deformed and fall off in less than an hour!
At that time, rainwater will flow back through the breach.
Strong winds can also create vortices inside the auditorium, causing the building to vibrate violently.
The consequences of this wind-induced vibration can include blowing up the ceiling at the very least and even collapsing the load-bearing walls of the auditorium at the worst.
Thinking about the knowledge that people in later generations would learn, Jiang Si's face couldn't help but become solemn.
Maybe it was because she was rarely so serious, even the usually careless little second child noticed that something was wrong.
"Aunt Jiang, are you scared?"
After thinking for a moment, he asked again, "Will the typhoon blow the roof off?"
Jiang Si came back to her senses and patted his head, "Don't worry, it won't happen."
"Really?" The second child pursed his lips.
If he really can't, why do all the adults have such sad faces?
And the aunties and aunties in the family compound, why are they crying so sadly?
This question...
Jiang Si had no way to explain, but her tone of voice when she answered him was unprecedentedly firm.
"Don't worry, it won't collapse."
As soon as she said this, a very strange idea suddenly popped up in Jiang Si's mind.
Why do you say it's weird?
Just now, she suddenly had an urge to try and see if she could collect all the wind, rain and dust into the space.
It stands to reason that if physical objects can be stored remotely, these should be able to be stored as well, right?
The only trouble was that the auditorium was packed with people.
She is pregnant now, let alone the auditorium.
Even if he stood up and moved around, Uncle San and Uncle Zhong would subconsciously glance over.
"Why--"
Jiang Si couldn't help but sigh.
Little Lao Er didn't know that she had such a thing.
Just think she was scared.
In fact, he was afraid to death just now, and he glanced at the soldiers in the auditorium.
He suddenly wasn't so scared anymore.
So he comforted Jiang Si like a grown-up, "Don't be afraid, Auntie. Look, there are so many PLA soldiers here!"
"The book says that as long as they are around, all difficulties are nothing but paper tigers!"
"The book also says that they are the cutest people!"
"No matter what the situation, they will always be at the forefront. This is the bloodiness in the bones of the people's soldiers, and it is also their belief!"
"So as long as they are here, we will be fine!"
"Yes, you are right."
Jiang Si didn't expect that she would be comforted by a child who was less than eight years old.
Hu Meili didn't expect that such powerful words would come from her youngest son.
"Sure, second brother!"
It was a rare occasion that my son spat out a piece of tooth from his mouth. As a mother, I definitely couldn't spoil his fun at this time.
Not only did she praise the little second child highly, Hu Meili also said that she would stew a big pig's trotter for him when she got home.
In addition, Hu Meili also expressed her gratitude by waving her hand for the comic strips that her son had been thinking about.
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