A Million Possible

ps: To explain a little bit, the specific meaning of the word "occupation" in the previous chapter is probably the paralysis of the basic functions of the city, not the whole being overwhelmed... As for why the word "occupation" is used, of course it is because of domineering...

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[72 hours later, the raging typhoon finally began to dissipate, the rain began to decrease, the stagnant water slowly decreased, and rescue operations began]

[The army is organizing a major evacuation, you decide to go out and have a look, and march inland with the people affected by the disaster]

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"Three days have passed?"

Cheng Lin stood quietly by the table, staring at the pictures on the book.

The picture looked like an antique vase in the widely circulated story. At this moment, the picture of the sea of ​​fury overwhelming the city changed its appearance.

The city is already dilapidated, the clouds have faded, but the rain is still precarious.

Cheng Lin put on the raincoat again, opened the door and walked out.

The place where he entered the safe house before was on the mountain near the viewing station. Cheng Lin thought he would still be there, but that was not the case.

I don't know when the safe house has been moved to the urban area.

Lin didn't know what exactly was the equation for a while, until he found a tattered stop sign that had collapsed nearby, he realized that it seemed to be in the Jingan District.

The metal pole of the stop sign has been completely bent, the huge metal stop sign hangs diagonally on the water surface, and the smaller half has been submerged in the muddy rainwater.

"Wow!"

Cheng Lin silently looked at the water that was close to his chest at the door, his face uncertain.

Looking around, the whole block was submerged.

Muddy rainwater swallowed most of the ground buildings.

The first floor of a restaurant at the corner of the street is completely gone, only the colorful signs are on the waterline.

On the left side of the water, there are a few cars flooded into flames.

The windshield was basically broken early, and there was a tree across a car. The tree's fractured mouth was pale and green. Almost all the leaves on the branches were lost, and most of them floated on the water, swaying with the wind.

A house on the right has collapsed, blocking half of the road.

There was a huge black crack on the surface of a building, and the whole was obviously skewed, as if the next moment the wind was stronger, it would collapse.

Most of the nearby residents hid in high-rise buildings.

A few of them were fishing for floating objects under the rain outside.

No one is crying.

No one yelled.

Just wading in the rain silently, with sadness and confusion on his face.

It's like a disaster scene.

"Rumble..."

Suddenly, Cheng Lin, who was still looking around, heard the sound of a rumbling propeller.

He suddenly raised his head.

There are still large clusters of dark clouds in the sky, but they are thinner after all, and the white outline of the sun can also be seen. The color reminded him of pumpkin seeds in less than a month.

The wind has gone out and the rain has dropped a lot, but it is still swaying.

A gray-black helicopter was flying over the city. It was very low, so the sound of the propeller motor was exceptionally loud. The aircraft hung a red headlight from nowhere, and the eye-catching beam shot in all directions.

The door of the plane was open, and half of the suspended ladder hung.

A man in a military uniform was pushing down a large and tightly wrapped package.

The big package even comes with a parachute and a red light emitter.

Accompanied by eye-catching red light slowly falling from the sky."airdrop?"

Cheng Lin suddenly became a little excited.

But immediately, he heard the sound of the super-large loudspeaker from the plane:

"Notice! A big evacuation of the whole city! A big evacuation of the whole city! Residents of Jing'an District, please gather at Jing'an Temple at 2 o'clock this afternoon! Follow the troops to evacuate the magic city!"

"Play it again!"

"Notice! All residents of Jing'an District! Please gather at Jing'an Temple at 2 o'clock this afternoon! Follow the army to evacuate the magic capital!"

The sound of the loudspeaker is great.

The windows of many houses in nearby residential areas have long been broken, either empty or temporarily blocked by plastic panels, curtains, bedding, or even furniture such as tables and chairs.

At this moment, upon hearing this voice, those black holes or dilapidated windows suddenly appeared densely packed with heads.

"help me!"

"I want to get on the plane!"

"Anyone? Save us and leave!"

"Come down! Don't go!"

"Don't fucking shout! Save a little effort!"

"Retreat? I don't want it! The new house I just bought! Hey! Soldiers, don't leave!"

"***! Where did the officials die!"

"Wow..."

The whole block became lively in an instant.

Someone called for help.

Someone abused.

There is also the sound of babies crying, mixed together, even the rain can not be suppressed.

Only three days have passed.

But many people who do not have food reserves at home are already hungry and exhausted, and they don't even have the energy to shout.

Others didn't say a word, and quickly got out of the doors and windows, and then lay in the rain, and quickly ran to the airdropped supplies.

Soon, it was crowded with people, and then quarrels and quarrels began.

More people silently chanted the two o'clock in the afternoon and began to hurry up to pack their things.

Jingan Temple is a well-known attraction nearby.

Almost everyone knows the location.

But on this road, driving is almost impossible, but boating is more practical.

There are really people rowing.

Cheng Lin saw a window suddenly pushed out a huge bathtub, which fell on the water and aroused huge splashes. It seemed that it had been blocked long ago, so it could float on the water. The man in the window carried a few backpacks towards it. Throw it in the "boat", and then forcibly pulled a crying woman out and put it in the bathtub.

This scene seems to have inspired many people.

As a result, many people began to invert the bathtubs and bathtubs. If they did not have them, they removed the wooden doors and threw them into the water.

Others are more straightforward, jumping directly into the water and walking out half a swim.

A couple jumped from the window. The girl cried and shouted at the window. The boy forced her away with a silent expression.

After a while, a big golden retriever dog with a bow appeared at the window and gave a sad cry.

Then he jumped into the water... Swim faster than these two.

An old man with silver hair opened the bird cage and urged the two gorgeous little finches to be released.

Then he put on his raincoat and stepped into the cold water, leaving only his head exposed on the water, breathing hard.

one……

one……

The news of the evacuation seems to have already been notified, so people here are not very surprised.

Of course, many, many people are unwilling to leave.

Houses, cars, tickets... everything about them is here.

Some people insist on waiting.

Wait for the flood to go away.

But some people rushed to the assembly point desperately, as if they were afraid it would be too late.

"Great retreat..."

Seeing all this, Cheng Lin remained motionless, just murmured.

Ordinary natural disasters, even if they are affected, a large-scale evacuation of the entire region will not be carried out.

Settle at most, then quickly rebuild.

At this moment, the government clearly told everyone: the city retreat!

what does this mean?

"It seems that the government has also determined that this place cannot be kept."

Cheng Lin sighed secretly.

He currently does not know what the global disaster situation is.

But it has been extremely serious.

It was so serious that the authorities accepted the possibility of doomsday.

Only then will such a large handwriting be used.

"The demographic capital has a population of tens of millions, and the urban area is even less than a few million. This is just one place. Based on the impact of all the dozens of provinces along the coast, the population that needs to migrate may be as many as hundreds of millions. "

Hundreds of millions of people...

Even during the deduction, Cheng Lin couldn't help taking a breath.

Moreover, it is not just a question of population.

The entire Xia country has more than one billion people and is a huge economy, most of which are in the coastal and southern regions.

In other words, it is not just people's homes that have been destroyed by typhoons and tsunamis.

For the country, it is equivalent to cutting off half of the body in a single blow!

The direct economic losses may be as high as trillions.

The indirect losses are countless.

But at this time, how much national power, manpower, material and financial resources will be consumed by this great migration like a broken arm of a strong man?

How many conflicts and deaths have been created?

I can hardly imagine it.

And this kind of turmoil is not only in Xia Guoyi, but... it covers the whole world.

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"Rumble..."

Dark green trucks with license plates of the Jinling Military Region lined up in a long line and drove towards the magic city.

There are too many of them, and at first glance there are thousands of them.

If you stand high enough far away, with overcast and rainy days, the ranks of military vehicles really resemble crawling earth dragons, with green mountains and lakes as the background, where they pass by, there are countless ripples.

The magic capital has a large area.

The low terrain has been completely submerged.

The taller ones are nearly half submerged.

Higher ones still barely allow vehicles to pass.

This group of troops, which had been ordered and mobilized three days ago, departed from Jinling and arrived outside the magic city in only five hours.

However, in the next three days, he was not allowed to make any progress.

Severely stopped outside the city.

The typhoon and tsunami blessed, military vehicles could not enter.

The command of the Magic City Command Center was to wait for the wind to stop and the rain to harvest before entering the city for disaster relief.

However, no one had thought that this would last three full days.

The vehicles transporting supplies for the army ran several times.

And as news from various regions of the country came, people's hearts became heavier and heavier.

Order disaster relief from the very beginning.

It has become the current maintenance of order, organizing the great migration of tens of millions of people.

This is an unprecedented task.

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In a building in the Demon Capital that was less affected by the disaster.

The official surnamed Jiang, the Director-General of the Second Division and others once again sat in a conference room.

Information is constantly being passed on.

"The army has entered the city and will appear at the assembly points in all districts on time according to the distribution!"

"The delivery of materials is completed today, and the inspection documents will be delivered later."

"Railway transportation is doing its utmost to rush to repair, and strive to clean up within six hours!"

"The harbour is completely destroyed, and the dispatched ships and sea vessels are entering the seaport, and the first batch of ships is already in place!"

"Aviation said it can't fly now!"

"The city's medical rescue work has begun..."

Almost every minute, a new report arrives.

And every minute, a reply order was sent out from this small room.

The city is migrating.

How easy is it?

In this conference room, almost all the top leaders of all important departments of the entire magic capital are brought together.

In the past three days, everyone slept less than four hours a day.

Major departments headed by the special management department coordinate operations, constantly mobilize materials and prepare for rescue.

And the orders from the capital are more important than one by one.

Every command in the capital was like a boulder, pressing on the hearts of everyone present.

Three days later, the heavy stones have piled up like a mountain, and everyone can't breathe.

At first, the Jiang surnamed official sneered at Terry's judgment about the doomsday.

But as the three days passed, as the information and feedback received from all over the country and even from around the world flew like snow flakes, he was no longer sure of the past.

Especially when the capital's "great retreat" order was issued, it was even more severely hit.

The great migration involving hundreds of millions of people already shows something.

The highest official who received the order also completely gave up any illusions, and began to coordinate the power of the city to fight the disaster.

At this time, he suddenly discovered that in this big battle, the most powerful practitioners were the practitioners of Tristi.

In the face of the catastrophe, although these practitioners could not resist, they exploded with amazing execution power.

"How long will it be until the first personnel evacuated?"

The official surnamed Jiang took off his glasses, closed his bloodshot eyes, and asked.

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