Chapter 111, Storm
Ossena was soaked to the skin.
She had been running for a long time in the wind and rain. Even though she was wearing a rain cover, her frail body looked like it could be blown away at any time.
More than once, her subordinates wanted her to return to the house, but she refused.
"You have time to persuade me here, why not do something else?"
She said it and she did it.
Logically speaking, after the work arrangements for all the food distribution points have been completed and the issue of the attack on the grain transport convoy has been resolved, all that remains is to follow the plan and execute it step by step, and there shouldn't be any major problems.
At most, we need to worry about public security.
In the past few days, many residents of the outer city of Fuxing City have fallen into hunger because of war and turmoil.
Although they are not unruly people or rioters, we cannot expect these people who have basically wandered in the wasteland to be very disciplined. Many of them have blood on their hands.
It is only normal for public security problems to arise during the long queue for food collection.
She anticipated this and made some rules. The soldiers with live ammunition would strictly warn the people in line and ask them to abide by the rules. Those who did not abide by the rules would not only be suppressed by the soldiers, but also lose the qualification to receive food.
Coupled with her tireless propaganda, food supply is sufficient, and the probability of scramble and security problems will be greatly reduced.
At the beginning, everything went exactly as she had imagined.
Until the storm hit.
When this storm first arrived, Ossena already felt something was wrong.
Waiting in line in the wind and rain is a test for the people's health and mentality, as well as for the people under Ossena and the soldiers who maintain law and order.
When is it not good to have wind and rain? Why must it be this time!
There is no choice but to grit my teeth and continue.
This storm messed up a lot of things, causing a sudden increase in the workload of her subordinates. There were also many emergencies, which were reported to her one by one, requiring her to come up with ideas and even handle them personally.
Many things cannot be accomplished by simply sitting in an office, listening to reports, and making a decision.
She ran around in the rain to many food distribution points, facing one thing after another on the front line.
It was very busy, very tiring and very hard work, but her will was strong enough.
This is the first and most important day to build a bridge of trust between the Governor and the people of Renaissance City. She must do her best in her position.
No matter how strong the storm is, it cannot hinder her determination to carry out everything smoothly.
Until the two-hour evacuation order was conveyed to her.
This made her feel disillusioned.
She had worked so hard without complaining, but this news made her body shaky.
She couldn't help feeling a little confused.
What was the significance of all the previous efforts, even the sacrifices of the soldiers guarding the transportation channels?
She stood there, looking blankly at the people who were also queuing in the wind and rain.
There were parents with young children. The couple bent over to provide a small space for the child to protect him from the wind and rain, but the little boy, who looked only four or five years old, was still soaked.
There was a lame man who came alone. When he was walking forward, his foot slipped and he fell into the water that was deep enough to cover his feet. He couldn't get up for a long time and could only get up with the help of others.
Everyone in the storm looks so hard-working and helpless.
With only two hours at most, are we going to give up on them?
Ossena felt she couldn't do it.
But after a moment, she said to herself:
“You have to do it.”
She couldn't see the whole story, but she wasn't stupid. She could guess that the key reason for evacuation was the increasingly severe storm. She even thought that this storm could kill everyone.
If he had a choice, the Governor would definitely not make such a decision. He did so only because he had no choice.
What she has to do is to keep as many people alive as possible.
This has the same meaning as distributing food before, but it is more difficult.
Whether it is the specific things to do or the resolution to make.
She wiped the rain off her face, but it was no use, more cold rain hit her face.
She waved her hand and asked her subordinate to come over. Facing the sound of strong wind and heavy rain, she said loudly in his ear: "Notify all food distribution points! Request each point to set aside a team and arrange for all those who have received food to gather outside the city!"
"Tell them that this storm is a conspiracy of the cult! Leaving the city is for their safety!"
"Use all the speakers you can!"
"Select volunteers from those who have received food, and notify everyone they know as soon as possible! Leave the city! Leave some reliable refugees behind to help us maintain law and order!"
"You must immediately mobilize a team of soldiers and set up a temporary camp outside the city, somewhere that is not windy or rainy! Drive all the vehicles that can be driven, and bring the food from the distribution center over there!"
Then she connected with Lambert's signal and asked him to transport as much food as possible from the inner city to the temporary camp.
After doing this, she heard a rumbling sound.
She thought it was thunder at first, but then the ground began to shake, and it didn't sound like thunder anymore.
When I came out to look, I saw an orange-red light passing through the sky and hitting the ground in seven directions around the city.
Then, a similar muffled thunder sound was heard again.
After a short while, another seven orange-red lights fell from the sky.
Is this orbital bombardment?
What kind of problem is it that requires the use of orbital bombardment?
Ossena shuddered.
Although it was only at the seven edges of the city, about 10 to 20 kilometers away from the city center, with such terrible power, if there were people and houses around, I'm afraid...
She shook her head and decided not to think too much about those things.
What is happening right now is more important.
The food distribution point here is already in chaos.
The order to evacuate has been issued.
Ossena knew clearly that the power she controlled now was not enough to guarantee the evacuation order in such a storm.
She also wanted to organize the poor people into teams, and ensure that each evacuation team had at least one squad of soldiers to maintain order and guide them to the evacuation point outside the city.
But that simply didn’t happen.
If she is given time and a stable environment, she may be able to do it. But now, it is too difficult to arrange as many people as possible to leave the city in a stormy environment within two hours.
The wind and rain were so loud, with thunder mixed in, that even if she shouted at the top of her lungs, her voice wouldn't carry far.
Since the goal is to evacuate as many people as possible, she would rather abandon some order and have a lot of chaos in the process, and she must spread the news as widely and far as possible.
Let the people find a way out on their own. These locals may be able to organize people faster than we can.
Her higher priority job was to ensure that the evacuation routes were open as much as possible during this process, so that a large number of people would not be stuck on the road out of the city, resulting in no one being able to get out. She also needed to establish a receiving point outside the city to ensure the supply of materials, so that a large number of people would not die in the storm after leaving the city, but instead starve to death in the wilderness.
There are things to do one after another, and I am afraid that I have not thought of or missed something; each thing is very important, but very difficult due to the limitations of the environment and conditions; time is very tight, and in two hours, how much can I get done even if I try my best?
But the same thing applies: you have to fight hard.
(End of this chapter)
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