Chapter 788: Volcanic Eruption. The Role of Music
Guozi said with some pride, "I suggested playing this, doesn't it sound great?"
"It sounds nice." Chu An gave a positive evaluation. The people in the hall were no longer impetuous, and their faces were less worried.
"When will the volcanic ash pass?" Gu Ye asked.
"It depends on the pollution situation." Guozi sighed, "It could be a day or a year."
A year is too long, and it is difficult for so many people to eat, drink, defecate and urinate in the shelter.
"Once the data collection is complete, the captain will know the details. I'll go find some stools, and you guys can take a break and wait for me."
After saying that, Guozi ran away and soon brought over three plastic stools.
On the way, someone asked to borrow money from him, but Guozi politely declined. The man curled his lips but didn't say anything, but he also looked at the other soldiers with a little displeasure.
The three of them sat side by side, leaning against the wall. Occasionally someone would go to the bathroom and watch the three of them.
"Why are you sitting here?" Guozi was puzzled.
"Ahem... that." Gu Ye laughed awkwardly, "If you want to go to the toilet, you don't have to rush to find it."
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In the inner city of Shengtang, senior government leaders have moved to the underground command headquarters in the government building.
Chu Bei, the old director and others were all there. Since the latest election results had not been announced, Chu Bei was still the base director.
People kept reporting to him about the situation in the underground shelters, and a total of 30 underground air-raid shelters in the southern area were activated this time.
"Report, the resettlement of personnel in the South District has been completed. 220,000 people have entered the underground shelters, and 10,000 people have been transferred to the North District."
"Report, the East District has been relocated. 20,000 people have entered the underground shelter, 300,000 people are on standby, and 5,000 people have been transferred to the North District."
"Report, the resettlement of personnel in the South District has been completed. 20,000 people have entered the underground shelter, 400,000 people are on standby, and 6,000 people have been transferred to the North District."
This is for the purpose of reporting in round numbers. In reality, the person in charge of each district has the actual number to the last digit in his or her hands.
Being able to accommodate 260,000 people in one day is already quite remarkable, and fortunately there are few people in the residential areas in the south.
During the heyday of the Tang Dynasty, 80% of the population of the inner city lived in the northern district. The further north you go, the higher the terrain and the more expensive the land becomes.
As for those who were able to move to the North District at such a critical moment, they all had their own abilities and backgrounds, and the government had to show some "favor".
Chu Bei praised them symbolically and urged the data center to calculate the scope of the disaster as soon as possible.
As data after data was sent back, and dozens of people made calculations and deductions, the volcanic ash coverage range was finally determined to be 172 kilometers, 5 kilometers short of the Central Square.
This is also the reason why there are many people on standby in both the East and West Districts. If you want to transfer them all, one day is simply not realistic. The inner city of Shengtang has a population of nearly 1.2 million, not counting the soldiers of the military, the second phase of construction and the personnel of the mining area.
The head of the data center happily reported to Chu Bei, "This is also thanks to the wind."
Many people think of four words in their minds: God bless the prosperous Tang Dynasty.
"What if the wind direction changes?" the old director suddenly asked.
The person in charge frowned, "In the future... in the next week, this possibility is very low. Shengtang Base is located at a high altitude, surrounded by the peaks of Mount Li and Mount Beishan, and there are no winter and summer winds, so..."
So this is a treasure land, but no one can guarantee that it is really safe.
Even if we ignore the problem of wind direction, it doesn't mean that there will be no problems beyond the Central Square. The entire Tang Dynasty will be affected to some extent. I'm afraid we will have to wear a breathing mask when we go out for a while.
"Were there any casualties?" Yu Yu didn't want to continue asking this question. Since human power could not change it, it would be better to talk about something that could be changed.
Secretary Xu quickly replied, "So far, no one has died, and the number of injured...is still being counted."
In the last half hour of the transfer, several stampedes of varying degrees occurred. No one died, but many were injured.
Yu looked at the old director and said that the Public Security Bureau would be responsible for organizing the people to enter the underground shelter.
The old director didn't care about his gaze, but he still lost face, so he asked Zheng Tianguang to compile a list of the injured as soon as possible and arrange for treatment.
He had already taken into consideration that people might get injured, so he borrowed doctors from Shengtang Hospital and sent a few to each resettlement site, allowing them to go in first at the beginning of the transfer.
"Ahem... Director Qu, since people are injured, you have to write a report and report it to the higher authorities." Yu Li said.
He actually disagreed with activating the air-raid shelter. Since the North District would not be affected, wouldn't it be enough to move everyone to the North District? It would also reflect the government's love for the people.
The old chief was thinking about the public security issue. With more than 200,000 people pouring into the North District, there was no guarantee that there wouldn't be more serious injuries. He would rather these people scold him in the air-raid shelter than let the security guards deal with endless disputes.
Of course, Yu Pei had thought of this. Even if everyone went to the north, public security issues would not be his responsibility.
When Pei Yu saw that the old director didn't respond, he felt even more unhappy. Just as he was about to say a few more words, Tang Zhen came over with the support of Zhuo Hao.
The company commander was watching from a distance all the time. When Mou Ci left, he entrusted the safety of several old leaders to him. There must not be any mistakes.
Pei Yu was a little afraid of Tang Zhen, so he stopped talking when he saw him coming.
Tang Zhen just wanted to call Mou Ci. He was a little worried when he heard that they were stranded in the outer city. Now there was no signal on their cell phones, so they could only use a landline.
There were four of them, placed side by side next to the conference table where the reserve and the old director were meeting.
Tang Zhen ignored these people. His body had not recovered yet and he didn't want to get involved.
There was a staff member next to the landline who dialed the number for the commander. They first called the underground shelter in the government hall, but were told that the person was near the entrance or exit. The staff member hung up and dialed again. This time they were sure that Mou Ci was there, but they had to wait a while before they could get back to him.
Han Dagu came over with two stools, one for Commander Tang and one for himself. Zhuo Hao was a little embarrassed. "Then you stay with the commander. I'll go see Chief of Staff Jiang."
Chief of Staff Jiang has not recovered since his last illness.
"Why are you all looking at me?" Tang Zhen sat down and found that Yu Bao and others were looking at him. He just came here to make a phone call.
Yu Pei withdrew his gaze, called Xu Nuo over, and told him a few things to comfort the people. Then he started looking for Yao Qian. He was told that Yao Qian could not participate in the work now, so he could only let Qi Lu keep a close eye on the Sun family's mask field. As long as the volcano stabilized, he would immediately produce breathing masks to prevent volcanic ash.
The old director also told his men to keep an eye on the people on the list. As long as the names of people entering the air-raid shelter were entered into the system, the credit score would automatically divide them into five levels, with a special list generated for the level with the highest risk factor.
Ring, ring, ring——
The landline rang, and Tang Zhen picked it up himself without the help of the staff. Mou Ci's voice came from the other end, who first reported on the overall evacuation situation, and finally said that there were no casualties and that 126 people from outside the city were being received.
"Okay..." Tang Zhen was finally relieved, "I heard that Chu girl is with you?"
After he asked this question, several ears pricked up nearby. Chu An's name was completely well-known in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, but most people were curious and had no idea what she had done.
"Well, she rescued 22 civilians at the last moment." Mou Ci was not stingy in praising Chu An, and besides, that was the fact.
"Good boy, good boy. If you have any needs, just tell me. I..." He wanted to say that he would do everything he could to satisfy him, but now that he didn't have many of his own people around him, he changed his words and said, "I will ask the director of the storage base and the old director to try their best to satisfy you."
reserve,"......"
Old Director: My pleasure.
When Mou Ci was reporting, Guozi and Gu Ye each carried a large bag and distributed bread and water to the soldiers.
This time when he came to the outer city, Mou Ci only brought a few of his men, and the others were soldiers guarding the outer city.
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