Chapter 1215 The Disaster Is Serious

Chapter 1215: Serious Disaster

The two sides of the Gushui River are the lowest areas in Huanghai City. The provincial and municipal governments have done a good job. After receiving the typhoon warning, they mobilized the residents, shops and school personnel on both sides of the river to relocate.

Most of the people who could be rescued on both sides of the river were rescued, but this rainstorm was beyond imagination. No one expected that not only the flat ground of Linhe Road would surge with waves more than five meters high, but also the first floor of the building adjacent to the relocation area would be flooded.

Zhao Jianhui saw a building that was not within the relocation area. The window on the second floor was less than half a meter away from the water surface. The face pressed against the window had a panicked look. Seeing the rising river water, he was ready to run to the third floor at any time.

Just as she was staring at the river water, she suddenly saw Zhao Jianhui reaching out a hand in the water and knocking on the window. The woman opened the window and helped Zhao Jianhui pull up the man he was carrying. After jumping into the room, Zhao Jianhui was busy pressing his chest and knocking his abdomen to wake the man up. Only then did he realize that his leg that was entangled by the cable was broken, and Zhao Jianhui's hand was stained with sticky hot blood. As Zhao Jianhui touched him, the man screamed like a pig being slaughtered.

"Do you have a candle?" Zhao Jianhui turned around and asked the woman. The woman shook her head, looked at Zhao Jianhui like an idiot, and raised the flashlight in her hand. Zhao Jianhui smiled helplessly, and then asked again: "Another white wine?"

This time, the woman understood Zhao Jianhui's intention, walked out with a flashlight, and soon brought a bottle of white wine. Zhao Jianhui stretched out his hand to tear open the man's trouser leg, but saw that the muscles on the man's leg were bloody. Zhao Jianhui gritted his teeth and whispered: "You held it back..." Then he shook his hand and poured half a bottle of white wine down.

"Ah..." The man screamed and fainted again. Zhao Jianhui shook his head and said, "It's better to faint, otherwise it will hurt more next time." He didn't see him groping anywhere, but he saw his hand flashing on his body, and a very thin small blade like a steel wire appeared in his hand.

He poured white wine on the knife to disinfect it, and then Zhao Jianhui pulled the man's thigh over and cut the rotten meat on his leg piece by piece. The woman covered her mouth and dared not scream, but her big eyes secretly looked at Zhao Jianhui through the fingers of her other hand.

"Do you have clean cloth?" Until she heard Zhao Jianhui's voice, the woman nodded repeatedly, walked out and brought back a roll of gauze.

Only after bandaging him did Zhao Jianhui sigh slightly, hoping that the rain would stop as soon as possible, otherwise the man's leg might not be saved for a long time.

Next, Zhao Jianhui, like the woman, pressed his face against the glass from time to time, watching the rise and fall of the water outside the window.

The water level was still rising, but the speed of rising was very slow, and Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Looking back, he found that the woman had been standing behind him, neither speaking nor sitting down. Zhao Jianhui looked back at her and asked in a low voice: "Why are you the only one at home? Where are the others?"

"The child is at his grandmother's house, and the wife is a soldier. Now she is on the sea dike. I don't know what the situation is there." The woman said, her voice was extremely uneasy.

Zhao Jianhui nodded and said: "Don't worry, the typhoon has passed, and now the rain has increased, but the wind has been much weaker, there should be no major danger."

"Really? You know everything, you say my wife is really okay, right?" The woman asked with a little surprise.

"It's okay, don't worry." Zhao Jianhui said very affirmatively. The woman said "oh" and slowly retreated to sit on the edge of the bed. The man lying on the bed woke up at this time, and the pig-like scream scared the woman to jump up again.

"You woke up, what's your name?" Zhao Jianhui turned around and asked him.

"Hiss... Thank you, buddy, I would have died without you... My name is Dai Yang, what's your name? If you have any problems in the future, come to the Yellow Sea Fleet Family Quarters to find me." The man on the bed gasped in pain, groaning and said weakly.

"Dai Yang? The surname is Dai, haha, who is Dai Bing to you?" Zhao Jianhui thought about it. The commander of the Yellow Sea Fleet is surnamed Dai. Could this guy be someone related to Dai Bing?

Who knew that Dai Yang's words confirmed Zhao Jianhui's guess: "Do you know my father?"

"Haha, I know him. I met him once in Beijing." Zhao Jianhui smiled and thought it was really a coincidence. He had tried his best and almost risked his life to save the son of Dai Bing. Zhao Jianhui had met Dai Bing once at a family dinner hosted by his father-in-law after he married Long Lingyun, so he was not an outsider.

"Ouch...you, you met my father in Beijing? Then, who are you?" Dai Yang raised his head in surprise, and a sharp pain came from his leg. He couldn't help but groan.

"When you meet your father, tell him about the young man you met at General Long's house, and he will know." Zhao Jianhui said with a smile, and put his face against the glass and looked out. The water level outside the window showed signs of falling again, which made Zhao Jianhui completely relieved.

Just as he was about to turn around, he saw a beam of light flashing outside, and a rubber boat was heading this way amid the wind and waves. A person on the bow of the boat held a spotlight in his hand and kept shining the water on the water. Amidst the sound of wind and rain, a voice came faintly: "Zhao Jianhui, where did you die, you bastard? If you don't die, just promise..."

Damn, who is cursing me? Zhao Jianhui grabbed the flashlight the woman placed beside the bed and shined it outside. When the people on the rubber boat saw the light, they also shined the spotlight on the window. The light in Zhao Jianhui's hand flashed twice, then stayed on for five seconds, then flashed again, and turned off the flashlight.

The spotlight in the opponent's hand also flashed once, then flashed three times in a row, then turned off the light, and then turned it on again and flashed twice. Zhao Jianhui couldn't help shouting in surprise: "Chen Zhili? Where did this kid get a kayak?" As he spoke, he turned on the flashlight, and the light beam drew a circle, and the other party's light also reacted. Bobbing up and down, getting closer and closer.

Unexpectedly, the original contact code for the army was used again today.

Chen Zhili's kayak quickly approached the window. Zhao Jianhui opened the window and asked, "How did you find it? Where did you get this rubber kayak?"

"Damn, you're not dead yet? Seeing you sinking into the waves almost made a few of us anxious to death. We took such a big risk to come out to find you. After waiting for a while, you have to treat us. "Chen Zhili was also anxious. He had never dared to speak in front of Zhao Jianhui before, but this time he said it smoothly.

As he spoke, he was about to climb into the window. Zhao Jianhui stopped him and said, "What are you doing in here? I have a seriously ill patient here, and I am taking him to the hospital in a rubber boat."

Under the light, she saw that the person driving the rubber boat at the stern of the boat was a soldier in military uniform. The woman asked: "Brother, do you know Zhang Huiping from the third battalion?"

Zhao Jianhui kept shaking his head secretly as he walked to the bed. He knew that this woman was also concerned about her husband's safety. When she saw a soldier, she wanted to inquire about her husband. But with so many people serving as soldiers in Huanghai, how could it happen that she would ask someone who knew her husband?

However, this time Zhao Jianhui really thought wrong. After listening to the woman's words, the soldier immediately responded: "Zhang Huiping? Commander of the third battalion? I am from the second battalion. We are not stationed in the same place as them. But I just heard the news from the third battalion on the radio. It seemed that something happened to one company of the third battalion. The commander of the third battalion was crying very sadly.

The third battalion commander was crying very sadly? That means there's nothing wrong with the third battalion commander. The woman felt relieved. Zhao Jianhui carried Dai Yang's body to the window, and the woman quickly came behind to help support Dai Yang's injured leg. Dai Yang was in so much pain that he couldn't help but scream.

Outside the window, Chen Zhili and the soldier took Dai Yang out, and then Zhao Jianhui said goodbye to the woman. Observing the gradually lowering water of the ancient water, Zhao Jianhui raised his hand, waved to the woman and said, "Don't worry, your husband will be fine..."

The machine roared, the rubber boat drove along the street, and the swaying lampposts flashed by. Through the passing lights, you can see that most of the shops on both sides of the street have been soaked in water. The most terrifying thing is that after crossing an intersection, At that time, a female body wearing a long white dress was lying on the water, slowly floating downward with the current.

Although the provincial and municipal governments attach great importance to it and have made careful arrangements in advance, in the face of such a huge disaster, deaths inevitably occur.

Further on, a few more rubber boats with flashing lights appeared on the river that the street turned into. Only when they got closer could they hear children crying and adults shouting. It turns out that most of this area is an area of ​​bungalows. Because it is not within the compulsory relocation range designated by the emergency and disaster relief headquarters, the people in this community still stay at home. Unexpectedly, the wind and rain this time exceeded expectations. Although the water in this community is not as deep as the five-meter-deep water on both sides of the Gushui River, the water level here is almost as high as the roofs.

Some families were sitting on the roof waiting for rescue, some families were just old couples, and there were also families whose rooms were blocked by floods and couldn't get out. Among them, several bungalows had collapsed due to their age or because they were originally built weakly. It was not known whether there were still people inside who were crushed by the flood.

There were seven or eight rubber boats used for rescue, but they were just a drop in the bucket for the citizens who needed to be relocated in this community.