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Text Chapter 1179 Emergency Deployment

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    "Miaomiao!" Wang Gui saw Wang Xiaomiao motionless in Yang Luo's arms. He was about to get up from the ground. Then he screamed. The body that had just gotten up fell to the ground again, and his right leg kept falling.  trembling.

    "Daddy!" the little girl cried and ran over.  At this time, the unconscious boy also woke up, maybe because of his age, he was still calm.

    Yang Luo put the child on the ground, felt for his pulse, and shouted: "Your leg may be broken, don't move around, the child still has a heartbeat, and he will be fine." After saying this, he put his finger into the child's mouth and removed the soil inside.  Pull it out, then put your hands on the child's chest, and press it hard.

    Several villagers came around, took off their clothes and held them up in the air to protect Yang Luo from the rain.  While others were still searching in the ruins, a villager shouted: "Wang Gui, where is your wife?"

    Wang Gui then remembered that his wife was not at home: "She went back to her parents' house yesterday and was not at home."

    When everyone heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief, and then walked quickly to Yang Luo, and watched without blinking as Yang Luo performed CPR on the child.

    Time passed little by little, the rain was still falling, and the child showed no signs of waking up, and sighs came from the crowd.

    "The child is dying."

    "It's so pitiful, he's only three years old."

    Soon there were sobbing sounds from the crowd, and a woman in her forties choked up and said: "What a good child, I will never see her shouting one, two, one in front of me again."

    "Alas!" Another woman sighed, "Every time I feed the ducks, she follows behind me. Every time I call her name, she always holds her head up and smiles, with a twinkle in her eye.  "

    Listening to the voices of the crowd, Yang Luo had no expression on his face. He was repeating the pressing action like a machine.  But based on the time the child was buried, even if the child is lucky and wakes up, it is likely that the brain will be damaged due to lack of oxygen, and the consequences will be disastrous.

    A villager said softly: "The child is dying, so we should give up."

    Yang Luo's face was cold: "Stop fucking nonsense and stay away from me." After saying that, he stopped pressing, his left hand was still pressed on the child's chest, his right fist was raised high, and then he hit his left hand hard.

    "boom!"

    The child's young body jumped suddenly.

    ¡°Bang! Bang! Bang!!!¡±

    With every muffled sound, the child's body would beat, and after about a dozen hits, the child suddenly opened his mouth and coughed violently, spitting out a mouthful of thick phlegm mixed with blood and mud, and then his chest began to rise and fall.  , slowly opened his eyes, and his pale face returned to a trace of rosy.

    "Wake up, wake up."

    The crowd shouted excitedly, and Wang Gui shed tears in his eyes, which were instantly washed away by the rain.

    "Thank God, if something happened to Miaomiao, I really don't know how I will live in the future."

    ¡°Dad!¡± Miaomiao shouted weakly.

    "Miaomiao!"

    "Miaomiao!"

    The boy and the little girl ran over. Yang Luo breathed out, watched the child wake up completely, and said, "It's okay!" Then he picked up the child and handed it to Han Wanfu who was standing next to him. "Send the child to your house first. Find  Put on some dry clothes.¡±

    ¡°Leave it to me, my child is the same age as Miaomiao.¡± A woman in her thirties squeezed into the crowd and said.

    Yang Luo nodded: "Okay!" He handed the child to the woman, and then said to Han Wanfu: "Organize the evacuation of personnel as soon as possible, without any further delay."

    Knowing that the situation was urgent, Han Wanfu gathered the surrounding villagers and asked them to go from house to house to wake everyone up and prepare to evacuate.

    Yang Luo walked over to Wang Gui and checked his injuries. He only had a broken right calf bone and other skin injuries, so it was not a big problem.

    Yang Luo stood up and found two wooden boards in the ruins, then tore the quilt into strips and walked back. He squatted down and said, "Be patient." After saying that, he lifted Wang Gui's right leg and placed his fingers on his calf.  Knead.

    Wang Gui was trembling with pain, his hands tightly grasping the muddy water on the ground, and his teeth crunched loudly.

    Yang Luo repaired the bones, clamped them with wooden boards, and tied them with cloth strips.

    "Okay, I'll send you down the mountain after dawn tomorrow. You don't need to undergo surgery when you get to the hospital, just get an anti-inflammatory injection." After saying that, he stood up and called two young and strong young men, "You guys take turns carrying Wang Gui on your back.  , be careful about his injured leg and don¡¯t cause secondary injuries.¡±

    The two young men nodded: "Leave Uncle Guizi to us, it will be fine."

    Yang Luo nodded, told Han Wanfu again, and then calledHe called Sun Hongyu and Zhou Ming and walked quickly towards Wangmu Village.

    It was already past seven in the morning, it was already dawn, and it was still raining, but the surrounding scenery could already be seen clearly.  On the hillside in the distance, you can clearly see mud and gravel sliding down.  Yang Luo's pace became faster and faster, and Sun Hongyu and Zhou Ming followed him panting.

    At this time, Sun Hongyu caught up and pointed to the deep ditch to the south and said: "Secretary, this is the lowest point of Nanshan Valley. Less than two miles deep is Wangmu Village, and most of the houses in Wangmu Village are built on the opposite side of the ditch.  Close to the foot of the mountain.¡±

    Yang Luo stopped, looked at the turbulent river, and said: "The Nanshangou River flows through dozens of villages in several counties, more than a dozen townships, and if it were like this, the situation would probably be critical."

    In the county government, Huang Pingyi ran to the office just after dawn. He received a call from Huang Xinxin just half an hour ago. He really couldn't sit still. He put on his clothes and ran out to take a look. He looked at it in disbelief.  It was raining heavily outside, and the water on the ground in the community had already reached his knees. The strong wind was still blowing violently. Some trees in the distance were even uprooted. Even when he stood at the door of the corridor, he could feel the power of heaven and earth.  fear.

    When he came to the car in the violent storm, he could only shake his head helplessly. The water had already covered the front hood. The car was probably scrapped. He had no choice but to walk to the county government.  Fortunately, the county government was not far from the family building, only a few hundred meters away, but it still took more than half an hour.

    When he arrived at the county government, he found that all the cadres of the county government had arrived. Even Gao Ming, who was in the hospital, ran back. However, this guy's eyes were gloomy and terrifying. He lowered his head when he walked, and he didn't know.  What are you thinking about.

    Huang Pingyi just walked into the office and immediately called Qian Rong to inform Qian Rong of the danger.  Qian Rong held another meeting with Feng Baoguo. Li Zuoqun had died and Dahua had no one in charge. Therefore, special matters were handled and Huang Pingyi was appointed to temporarily act as county party secretary to take charge of Dahua's work in an all-round way.

    After receiving the appointment, Huang Pingyi immediately held a comprehensive meeting of the county committee and county government, and all party members and cadres above the deputy section level in Dahua County participated.  Then an emergency response team was set up, led by Huang Pingyi, deputy county magistrate Wuchangbei of the Standing Committee, and others returned to the county prevention office, and notified each township one by one, so that they must do a good job in flood prevention and disaster relief work and make careful arrangements.  It was decided that Tang Guo, deputy secretary of the county party committee, would take charge of the on-site command of the county prevention office and conduct intensive dispatching. Other leaders were divided into five groups and led technicians from the county water bureau to go to the disaster-prone towns and villages to provide on-site guidance on flood control and disaster relief.

    Due to the heavy rain and deep water, not a single vehicle from the county government or county party committee could be used. With no other option, Huang Pingyi contacted the Armed Police Detachment, borrowed a dozen off-road vehicles, and requested to be prepared for emergency rescue.

    The car was driving very slowly. Huang Pingyi kept looking at his watch and urging the driver to go faster.  But visibility was very low in such a heavy rain, and the strong wind made the car tremble.

    Yang Luo and the others trudged forward through the waist-high water in the storm, thinking about everything that might happen as they walked.

    Sun Hongyu wiped the rain off his face, glanced at the water that had covered his thighs, and gasped: "It has been years since it rained so heavily. If a flash flood really came down, it would be unimaginable."  How terrible."

    Finally, Yang Luo and others arrived at Wangmu Village. Since the terrain here is relatively high, the water is not deep.

    When Sun Hongyu led him to the village branch, the sound of mahjong tiles could be heard inside.

    Yang Luo's face suddenly darkened, he walked into the village branch and kicked open the office door.

    The office was in a mess, four people were playing cards, and a few people behind them were watching with interest.

    Hearing the knock on the door, several people turned around and looked over. A young man in his thirties with a cigarette in his mouth frowned and cursed: "Who the hell are you? You are so unruly."

    Yang Luo walked over expressionlessly and suddenly said with a smile: "We are playing cards, how is it? Who wins and who loses."

    The young man raised his eyebrows: "Where the hell are you from" Before he could finish his words, he was startled when he saw Sun Hongyu coming in later: "Old Sun, it's raining so hard, what the hell are you doing here?"

    Sun Hongyu's face sank when he saw this scene. This young man is Wang Erkai, the village chief of Wangmu Village. This guy was originally a gangster. He elected the village chief two years ago and took the position of village chief with threats and intimidation.  He also made Wang Kuiwu, secretary of the village branch, a man in the dark, which could be said to be a monopoly in Wangmu Village, causing great harm to the people. The villagers complained and dared not speak out, so Sun Hongyu didn't have a good impression of him at all.

    "Wang Erkai, it's raining so heavily outside, but you're still here playing cards."

    Wang Erkai said without hesitation: "Sun Hongyu, it's raining outside, I won'tWhat are you doing playing cards?  Besides, it's none of your business whether I play cards or not. I go back and forth wherever I go.  "

    "Boom!"

    "Click!"

    A deafening thunder suddenly exploded, and a flash of light tore through the sky, illuminating the earth for an instant. The glass in the office rattled, and the lights flashed a few times and suddenly went out.  Everyone looked out the window, and the billowing black clouds above their heads were still churning.

    Wang Erkai cursed fiercely: "Damn it!" Then he ignored Sun Hongyu and Yang Luo and turned back to a young man behind him and said, "Go find a light bulb and replace it."

    Sun Hongyu was so angry that he was trembling all over. Just when he was about to speak, Yang Luo waved his hand, walked over, looked at the thick stack of banknotes in front of Wang Erkai, and said with a smile: "Hey, it seems that brother is in good luck today."

    Because when Yang Luo took office, the village branch secretary Wang Kuiwu went to the town to hold a meeting, but Wang Erkai did not go, so Yang Luo did not know him.  But Wang Kuiwu is not here, so this young man is here playing cards and speaking so arrogantly, you don't have to think about it to know who he is.

    Wang Erkai took off the cigarette from his mouth, then spit, tilting his head and looking at Yang Luo.

    "Who the hell are you? Didn't you hear what I just said? Go back where you came from. Don't make yourself uncomfortable and disturb the nature of my card game."

    The smile on Yang Luo's face was still there, but he could feel the slightest bit of coldness in the eyes of Sun Hongyu and Zhou Ming, and he couldn't help but shudder.
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