PFC Chapter 179: Stop fighting, everyone helps with disaster relief
Chapter 179: Stop fighting, everyone helps with disaster relief
"Notice, 63rd and 64th Divisions, halt your advance and search for the affected civilians on the spot!"
Yao Kuanyi picked up a sandbag and blocked the entrance of the command office to prevent the water from flooding into the house, and continued to issue new orders.
"The 65th Division must gather their forces and find a way to pull the mechanized troops out of the quagmire. If there's really no other way, then blow them up right where they are. We absolutely cannot leave them to those Nationalist Army beasts!"
"At the same time, medical personnel are keeping a close eye on the situation on the front lines, closely monitoring the physical condition of the soldiers, and strictly guarding against the spread of large-scale infectious diseases!"
When such large-scale flooded areas appear, people will be soaked in muddy water for a long time, and skin diseases and bacterial infections will inevitably emerge.
Their current medical means are still lacking. If the symptoms cannot be controlled in time, once the disease spreads, it will not be resolved by one or two lives.
"Commander, I have another question. How do we get the people out?"
The staff officer beside him pointed to the map and reminded him.
"The floodplain is currently quite extensive, and the waters are gradually deepening. From the vanguard to the rear, we need to wade through nearly 100 kilometers of water. Simply walking would be too time-consuming, and the soldiers wouldn't be able to withstand such a huge physical strain."
"Damn, I almost ignored this issue."
Yao Kuanyi scratched his head, looked at the muddy water in the yard, hesitated for a moment, and then made a decision.
"Inform the guards to put down all their work and start felling trees and building boats for me. We must overcome the current difficulties as quickly as possible."
"Commander, if we rely on ourselves to build ships, I'm afraid it will be too late."
The staff officer made a bitter face and tried to persuade him with great embarrassment.
"This is no small number. Nearly one million people have been affected in the entire floodplain. Without 10,000 or 20,000 boats, the problem simply cannot be solved."
"Fuck, what can I do!"
Yao Kuanyi was also anxious, and growled with his eyes wide open.
"Even if we transfer it from headquarters or Shanghai, it won't be delivered in a short time. We can only make do with this for now!"
"If it really doesn't work, just throw away your equipment and let the soldiers go into battle lightly!"
This was because they were forced into a desperate situation. They would rather throw away the things they had on them and find a way to rescue the villagers in the disaster area.
Otherwise, when the water level continues to rise and floods over our heads, there will be nothing we can do.
……
"Oh no, something terrible has happened!"
At the Qizhou Command Center, Lu Shan came to Zhang Ye with a copy of the latest intelligence and reported with a serious expression.
"The latest intelligence from Zhijiang Province is that the Qujiang River has completely breached its dikes and is no longer under the control of the Nationalist Army. The existing dikes are currently riddled with holes they've blown open. The entire area north of Wulin has been affected, forming a flooded area."
"The nearest village has been submerged, countless people have been displaced, and the flooded area has covered nearly 100 kilometers and is still expanding!"
"The Fifth Corps just received news that the 23rd Army has abandoned the attack and is rescuing nearby civilians. However, our mechanized units, including the tank brigade, are all stuck in the mire. If they can't get out, they plan to blow us up on the spot!"
"call……"
After listening to this heavy telegram, Zhang Ye let out a long sigh, and a hint of confusion and bewilderment appeared in his tired eyes.
He couldn't understand why Xu Zhenlin would do such a thing. Is it really so important to win Zhijiang Province?
Those were lives lost, millions of innocent people! Who did they offend?
Just because their ancestors have lived around Wulin City for generations, do they have to endure the raging flood?
Thinking of this, Zhang Ye couldn't help but feel sad and angry.
Those innocent people, already overwhelmed by the war, suddenly had to face the dilemma of their homes being destroyed and being displaced.
Just because of a single sentence, Xu Zhenlin deprived countless people of their lives and homes.
At this moment, Zhang Ye completely understood why the Duan family was defeated.
It is because these old guys have been officials for too long that their hearts have become cold and numb, and they regard human lives as worthless as livestock, that they suffered such a crushing defeat.
What really defeated the Duan faction was not the Fengbei Army, nor the support from the Sakura Country, but themselves.
They abandoned the lower classes and only treated the other side as cattle and livestock. How could they not be defeated!
"Yao Kuanyi did a good job. If the mechanical troops can't be withdrawn, then we'll do as he says and blow them all up!"
After a brief self-adjustment, Zhang Ye calmed down, thought for a moment, and issued a new order.
"Order the Fifth Corps to temporarily halt its attack on Jiangyou and deploy another army to assist in the rescue of Zhijiang Province. Additionally, the Third Corps, stationed in Shanghai, will deploy 100,000 troops into Zhijiang Province to build new flood embankments along the uninundated areas!"
"We must prepare for the worst. If all the existing levees in Qujiang fail, we must ensure that the new levees can prevent the spread of the floodplain. I accept that Zhijiang Province will be flooded, but this is the limit that everyone can bear. We must not involve other provinces!"
"Yes, Marshal!"
Lu Shan nodded when he heard this and handed the small notebook with the notes to the correspondent beside him.
He is also very worried now. Nearly one million people have been affected, and the affected area is still spreading. Can they save them all?
"Prepare the special train, I'm going to Shanghai!"
Zhang Ye suddenly spoke, shocking everyone in the room.
"Marshal, what are you doing going to Shanghai at this time?"
Lu Shan came close to him and asked in a low voice.
Although all the foreigners in the Upper Shanghai Concession have been evacuated, it is too close to the war zone. What if enemy spies appear and cause trouble?
"Manpower alone is not enough to win this rescue operation. Shanghu is close to the Zhijiang battlefield. I plan to go there to exchange some relief supplies for them."
Zhang Ye had his own plans. He pinched out his cigarette and sighed with guilt.
"The disaster in Zhijiang this time is closely related to our Independence Army. If we can't properly resettle these people, we will be criticized."
"Can I come and deliver the supplies myself? You can just stay in Qizhou and guard the central army."
Lu Shan didn't want him to wander around at this time, so he took the initiative to take over the burden of transporting supplies.
"It's too late. It takes time to transport it from Qizhou to Zhijiang, and it takes time to transport it back and forth."
Zhang Ye calculated very carefully, glanced at the clock and reminded.
"Let's set off now and arrive in Shanghai late at night. I'll exchange the currency there and load it directly onto the truck. We'll be able to deliver it to the front line tomorrow morning."
"What they lack now is a means of transportation. With a floodplain of over a hundred kilometers, relying on broken wooden boats will take forever to complete the mission!"