As Lu Yuan had imagined, disaster struck again. Instead of a typhoon, they were hit by a flood.
On the tenth day of the month, a severe flash flood suddenly broke out in the northwest region. The river water rose several meters in an instant, spreading down from the northwestern mountains. The huge amount of water breached the dam and rushed down the river channel, spreading and sweeping inland.
Because the northwestern region has always been a very desolate area, the high-altitude environment makes it impossible to grow trees. As a result, the soil on the ground is not protected by trees, and floods carrying large amounts of mud, sand and gravel rush in.
This is probably the worst flood in recorded history. Red flood warnings were issued in all areas, and batches of soldiers were once again mobilized for flood control and rescue operations.
Soon, the authorities of Qingshui City once again mobilized the people of the city and surrounding areas, recruiting a large number of people to fight the flood and provide disaster relief in exchange for food rations.
Driven by the need for food, more and more people have joined the fight against the floods.
To prevent flooding of the low-lying city of Shimizu, people have been collecting soil from parks or wastelands, filling bags with it to fight off the yet-to-arrive floodwaters.
On this day, Lu Yuan and his group also met Director Tong again after a long time.
"Lu Yuan, you are the captain of the security team in our District 3. You should set a good example. The river water in Qingshui City is rising rapidly and could flood the city at any time. The government has also allocated a large amount of emergency reserve food. Quickly check how many people you can take with you!"
Standing opposite Director Tong, Lu Yuan immediately noticed a mobilization order on the cardboard. Lu Yuan had seen this paper before. Currently, it's not mandatory for everyone to go; they've just mobilized some people to persuade people in various regions. These organizers can receive a large reward as long as they bring people there. However, Director Tong didn't mention this, but instead appeared at this time, clearly wanting to make more money.
Lu Yuan looked at the other party with a cold smile.
"Director Tong, I'm so sorry, we really can't go. Look, we only have about thirty people left in our third district, and most of them are elderly, children, and women. These are basically all the people we can use. We can barely protect ourselves, let alone have anyone to participate in the city's flood relief efforts!"
Director Tong looked around at the people who had gathered and was somewhat surprised.
"Where are your people? Where did they all go? Weren't there supposed to be several hundred of you?"
"Heh, hundreds of people? Hundreds of people are gone, now there are only thirty or so of us left."
Director Tong smacked his lips as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't utter a word. He could only sigh and leave.
Watching the other person leave, Lu Yuan looked at the outer edge of the drainage ditch again.
"Professor Zhu, can our drainage ditch stop the mudslide?"
Professor Zhu adjusted his reading glasses and thought for a while.
"If we want to stop the mudslide, we need to reinforce the outer perimeter of our irrigation canal!"
The sandstorm outside was too intense, so Lu Yuan led everyone back to the factory.
Listening to the clanging and banging of the tiles outside, everyone stared at Professor Zhu's computer.
"Look, this is where our Zone 3 is located. It's on relatively high ground compared to the other five zones. If a flood comes, it can only come from this direction. So, we must reinforce the houses on the northwest side. It would be best to fill the houses with sandbags!"
Upon hearing this, everyone immediately felt that the workload was even greater than digging an irrigation ditch.
Lu Yuan frowned and said, "Do we have to fill all these houses with sandbags?"
Professor Wang walked over with a glass of water, looked at the diagram on the computer, thought for a moment, and then spoke.
"It shouldn't be that complicated. We just need to take some precautions in front and behind. When the flood comes, the houses at the front will be the first to be hit by the flood. And the flood that has been rushing for so long must have a high silt content. So here, here, and here are the places we should take precautions."
At this moment, Song Heng was deeply in love with Deng Yuanyuan and had even made long-term plans for the future. Upon hearing that there was work to be done, he immediately raised his hand and said, "Brother Lu! What do you say? Do you want to do it?"
Lu Yuan smiled. He understood the guy's little scheme perfectly well. Now he was in the same boat as them, sharing both glory and loss. Protecting them was protecting himself.
Lu Yuan immediately said, "Let's do it! Before the flood comes, let's get to it!"
So, Lu Yuan once again organized all the labor force to rush into the location Professor Wang had mentioned and began digging up the soil from the fields and filling it into the house.
In the midst of gale-force winds of level seven or eight, more than twenty people lined up in a long queue, passing bags of soil from one person to another before throwing them into the house.
In just three days, all the work was completed. The workload was considerable. To ensure everyone's strength, Lu Yuan specially took out his golden fruit for everyone. However, he did not take it out openly. Instead, he crushed the fruit and cooked it into porridge for everyone to eat.
Everyone who ate the fruit had an indescribable feeling, as if they had inexhaustible energy. They worked even harder and completed an impossible task in just three days, which made everyone involved feel somewhat incredulous.
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Three days later, after half a month of overcast skies, a heavy rain finally began to fall, with large raindrops pounding on the roof with a pattering sound.
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