Chapter 112 Tornado 2
The heat is extremely unbearable, and the period from 11 a.m. to 3 p.m. is the hottest time of the day.
Xia Xiaoman thought he was in good health, but during this period of time, even staying in a dark room would cause heatstroke. He also didn't know where those people whose homes were destroyed by the tornado should hide to spend the day safely.
She didn't really care about other people's lives or deaths, but in such hot weather, if a large number of people died, it might cause some epidemic.
After thinking about all sorts of things for a while, Xia Xiaoman waited until he felt better before he leaned against the wall and went back to the basement to turn on the fan.
The generator doesn't have much power left. If she doesn't install it tonight, she won't even be able to use the electric fan tomorrow.
Xia Xiaoman sighed, took some medicine to reduce the heat, and took a nap. When she woke up again, it was already past six in the afternoon.
The temperature outside is still frighteningly high. Even if you stay indoors, you can feel the rolling heat waves.
After eating something to replenish her energy, Xia Xiaoman continued to clean the room. When she walked to the bedroom window, she smelled a faint stench, which seemed to be the stench of a corpse.
Xia Xiaoman frowned. There might be a body near her home. Now the sun has not set yet, so she can only go out and find the body at night.
After thinking for two seconds, he took out the mask from the space and put it on. It's better to be hot than to be infected with the disease.
After installing curtains on the doors and windows of the house to block the sunlight and the outside view, Xia Xiaoman used the space to quickly tidy up the room. The important supplies were all in the space, and the supplies in the house were not very important and not many, so it was faster to tidy up.
Around eight o'clock, when the sun went down, the messy house was cleaned up. Xia Xiaoman turned on the flashlight and walked around the house, and indeed found a body.
The body was lying on its back, with its skull shattered and brains all over the floor. There were wounds of varying degrees on the limbs and body. It was obvious that the man had suffered a lot before his death.
Maybe after it fell to the ground, it was covered by the collapsed wall. The body was not dried by the high temperature, but decomposed in just one day. Xia Xiaoman poked it with a stick, and found that the body was soft and difficult to carry.
Just as I was worrying about how to deal with the body, Wang Shijin came over with four or five people, "Xia Xiaoman, what are you doing?"
Xia Xiaoman turned around and saw him, her eyes lit up, "You're just in time, come here quickly, there's a body here!"
Wang Shijin frowned, walked over and stared at the body for half a minute, "This person doesn't seem to be from our community. He might have been blown in by the tornado."
Xia Xiaoman: "No matter if he is from the community or not, please help me think of a way to get rid of this body."
"It's a small matter. I'll get a cart and take him away later." He paused and asked, "Were you injured yesterday? Do you need to go to the medical station?"
Xia Xiaoman shook her head, "No, I stayed in the basement all night yesterday and escaped the tornado safely."
Wang Shijin nodded, took out a small notebook and wrote: No casualties in Villa No. 12.
Xia Xiaoman glanced at the densely packed small characters on the notebook and asked, "Are there many casualties in the community?"
"Not many. According to statistics, there are 17 deaths in the community. Four of them just came back from outside. Before they could run back home, they were hit by things blown up by the strong wind. Nine people ignored the advice and went to the balcony to watch the tornado. As a result, they were blown down the stairs with the railing and died. The rest suffered from heat stroke."
Shuiyue Bay was not the center of the tornado, but the tornado just happened to pass by. But even so, it brought huge damage and losses to the community.
The supplies that many people had worked so hard to save were swept away by the tornado. Some older people were depressed when they saw themselves returning to the time before liberation. It was hot and humid during the day, and excitement made it easy for people to get heat stroke.
Wang Shijin recorded Xia Xiaoman's situation and left.
Xia Xiaoman cleaned up the collapsed wall, put the bricks that could still be used in the corner, and then went up to the attic to install the solar panels. Although there was a big hole in the attic, it was still no problem to install the solar panels.
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Around 10 o'clock in the evening, Wang Shijin finally arrived pushing a cart.
When Xia Xiaoman saw him coming, she took two shovels and a mask and said, "The smell is too strong, put on a mask!"
Wang Shijin wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "No, the weather is too hot and it's uncomfortable to wear a mask."
Upon hearing this, Xia Xiaoman put away her mask, took a piece of rag to cover the cart, and then she and Wang Shijin took a shovel and turned the body onto the cart.
“Where are these bodies going to be transported?”
Wang Shijin said, "The higher-ups sent people to dig a cremation pit in the western suburbs and transport the bodies to the streets. At 3 a.m., someone would drive around the streets to collect the bodies and send them to the western suburbs."
Too many people died in this tornado. The bodies had to be cremated one after another, and no one knew how long it would take to burn them all.
Current environmental conditions do not support the long-term storage of corpses, so all the corpses can only be thrown together and burned.
Of course, not everyone can understand and accept this practice of mass burning of bodies. It is tragic to think that a family member died without even a grave for his ashes.
But what can we do if we don’t accept it? Without a freezer, the body will either be baked into a mummy by the high temperature or become a pile of rotten meat.
Some people said that if they really can't do it, they can hold a cremation themselves and collect the remains themselves. The Fucheng government fully supports this situation. As long as you don't mind the trouble and the heat, you can cremate it however you like.
But most people don't have the time to hold a cremation.
The tornado destroyed their homes and blew away all the supplies they had stored. Instead of going looking for supplies now when supplies were everywhere, were they going to have to wait until all the supplies were picked up before looking for them?
The dead are not as important as the living. Natural disasters are constantly happening. Even if we collect the remains and build graves now, who knows if the graves will be destroyed by nature when the next natural disaster strikes?
Instead of worrying about meaningless things, it is better to hurry up and find supplies.
After confirming the number of casualties in the community, Shuiyuewan Property Management Department gave the community residents one hour to prepare. After one hour, those who were willing to go out to look for supplies could gather at the community square. Each group of 50 people would set a search area to look for supplies.
Xia Xiaoman did not go to the square. She did not want to go out and suffer. She had a basement. If anyone asked, she could say that all the supplies at home were stored in the basement, so this disaster did not cause much loss to her.
As for whether others believe it or not, that is not within her consideration.
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