Noon.
Outside Guangming Park.
The autumn wind was blowing, and the dust was blowing on the ruins. The streets were in a mess, and it looks like the end of the world.
Landslides. Cries.
Everywhere.
Dong Xuebing's heart skipped a beat when he saw this. He, Deputy Bureau Chief Chu, Peng Gang, and the rest carried a few injured civilians towards the park. After the earthquake, they had headed west and rescued more than a dozen people along the way. Dong Xuebing asked those who were in better condition to seek shelter nearby, and those who were too injured to walk were carried, carried, or carried on their backs. This was the temporary command center that Dong Xuebing had arranged with the Street Administration Office, and they had finally reached their destination.
The small park was overcrowded.
Most of the people did not enter the tents and were sitting on the ground in a daze.
Cries and panic could be heard everywhere. A few nurses and doctors from the community hospital rushed through the crowd, bandaging and treating the injured people.
Suddenly, a staff from Guangming Street Office shouted.
"It's Chief Dong!"
"Chief is back!"
"Chief is fine!"
Everyone had found their backbone and ran over to welcome Dong Xuebing.
Dong Xuebing placed a makeshift stretcher on the ground and ordered. "Hurry up and bring the injured in. Call the doctors. There are still injured people behind. Help them!"
Peng Gang, Deputy Bureau Chief Chu, and the rest quickly brought the injured over.
A few street staff members quickly took them and helped them into the room for treatment.
Someone had informed the leaders, and a tent was opened from the inside. Geng Xinke, Zhou Yanru, and Yu Rongfeng walked out.
Geng Xinke was shocked when he saw Dong Xuebing covered in blood. "Are you injured? Quick! Help Chief to treat his injuries! "
"I'm fine." Dong Xuebing continued. "Tell me about the current situation. How are the casualties?"
Geng Xinke sighed and replied. "The phone signal is not working, and I had sent my men to the other shelters. The situation is not looking good. There are a few hundred injured, and about 30 to 40 are seriously injured."
"Are there any casualties?"
"Not yet. Luckily, we had taken measures in time."
Dong Xuebing was relieved. "How is the rescue going?"
"I've already sent people to search." Geng Xinke pointed to the back. "Right now, one-fifth of the people in Guangming Street are here. The rest have been sent to various shelters. We can't count the number of people who are still in the district or at home, but it's definitely not a lot. Some people have gone to the underground parking lot and other places to take refuge. I've already gotten people to use loudspeakers to shout around the road. As long as they find people, they will be moved to a safe place as soon as possible. However, we don't have enough manpower for the rescue work. Firstly, no one has the experience, and secondly, the tools don't allow it. We don't have professional equipment.
The situation was critical.
There was a terrible atmosphere in the air.
Dong Xuebing looked at them and said firmly. "Don't think of the rescue team now. We can only rely on ourselves. Even if you have to overcome the difficulties, you still have to do it! "
"I understand," Geng Xinke said.
"What about food and water? Is it enough? "Dong Xuebing asked.
"It's not enough. Although we've made preparations in advance, there are tens of thousands of people on our street … There's a huge shortage of food."
Dong Xuebing asked seriously. "How many more days can it last?"
"Five days at most," Ye Zichen replied.
"We must think of another way. We must not cut off food and water."
After that, Dong Xuebing entered the roof of the command post to understand the current situation. His heart sank. They lack rescue tools, manpower, medical personnel, and too many injured people. Food and water are not available, and it's hard to communicate with the outside world. Many missing civilians are still missing, and no one knows if they are still alive. Many difficulties keep coming up. But Dong Xuebing knew their street office had tried their best. Guangming Street Office had done a good job with the earthquake preparedness promotion, procurement of supplies, and relocation of the people. The other streets are facing a hundred times more difficult than Dong Xuebing's street office!
Dong Xuebing looked at his watch. It's been more than an hour since the earthquake.
Dong Xuebing calmed himself down and went to the temporary command center to assign tasks to his men. He also sent out two to three temporary rescue teams made up of officers and young workers from the Street Office. Dong Xuebing asked everyone to save as many people as possible. Other than human lives, everything else is secondary.
After doing all these, Dong Xuebing left Guangming Park and rushed to the nearest temporary shelter to check on the situation.
At the small plaza.
There are about 2,000 people gathered here. It's much lesser than Guangming Park, but it's more crowded here. The plaza is not big, and there are not many places for people to hide. Dong Xuebing could see people squeezing against each other from a distance. He also saw the office's Deputy Chief Wang Yuling shouting through a megaphone. Her voice is hoarse.
"Don't panic! Don't panic! "
"Yuling!" Dong Xuebing walked over and called out to her.
"Ah! Chief Dong! "Wang Yuling quickly put down the megaphone." Why are you covered in blood? Why are you so badly injured? "
"I knocked my head on the ground. I'm fine. Tell me about the situation here."
Wang Yuling is in charge of the temporary shelter, and she immediately reported the situation to Dong Xuebing, including the number of injured and the progress of the rescue.
Dong Xuebing was relieved after hearing this. Luckily, the situation is not too bad.
As Dong Xuebing and Wang Yuling chatted, a street office worker ran out from a tent. "Chief Yuling, something happened in the district! Ah … Chief Dong! "
Dong Xuebing was stunned. "What happened?"
That office worker took a few deep breaths.
Wang Yuling panicked. "Hurry up and tell me! What happened? "
"It's from the radio! Our District Committee's compound is on fire! Everyone is on fire! Many leaders and staff are trapped! They are asking for help! But the fire engines cannot enter! "
"What?" Wang Yuling's face changed. Her uncle, Wang Anshi, is still inside!
Dong Xuebing also took in a deep breath and got nervous. His heart is pounding, and he has a bad feeling!
By right, when the District Committee's compound is on fire, everyone should protect the leaders and evacuate first.
But with Mayor Yuehua's character … will she leave, or will she go and save the people?
Dong Xuebing's face turns pale. He felt Mayor Yuehua might still be there! She might be trapped by the fire while trying to save the people! Her life might be in danger!
Damn!
This is bad!
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