Please Do Not Disturb My Cultivation

At 3:03 in the morning, Lin Wen woke up from a nap and found that the water had already soaked up, and his hands and back were covered with water.

The embankment of Changpai Village is connected to Qingfeng Mountain on the top, and it is connected to the steep hills below. In order to avoid the rain, Lin Wen rests in a small cave in Qingfeng Mountain. Although the entrance of the cave is a little lower than the embankment, it should be far above the water.

Lin Wen turned on the lamp on the miner's hat, and walked out of the cave while dripping water. In the darkness, it was raining heavily, the river was surging, and the world seemed to be submerged in water.

The surface of the river has risen by at least 150 centimeters, and the current is roaring with big waves.

In just this moment, the water has already covered his ankles. Lin Wen knew that Hong Feng had arrived, so he pinned the radio to his chest, tuned the channel, turned on the sound source, and shouts came immediately.

"Changshan County! Changshan County! Please note that the first flood peak crosses the border! The maximum flow rate is 175,100 cubic meters per second, and the minimum duration is 13 hours. The second flood peak will arrive in 18 hours!"

Without any hesitation, Lin Wen immediately used [The Power of Nine Bulls and Two Tigers].

The power of a bull and a tiger runs through the whole body.

【Light without eyes】

The world is clear, and every detail is revealed.

With fixed eyes, Lin Wen leaped over a distance of more than 5 meters and landed firmly on the embankment.

This is the result of more than 20 days of training. In the past, he must have flown into the river.

With a glance, I found that several dark holes that were originally blocked began to loosen.

Lin Wen untied the shovel wrapped around his waist, went up and shot it firmly, rummaged through the materials piled on the embankment, picked up an anchor pile composed of dozens of steel bars, mustered all the strength in his body, shouted, and inserted it to the end.

This method of hard fixing the anchor piles may cause eyeballs to fall out when others see it. It is unscientific and unreasonable for all bricklayers to find the eyeballs all over the place while spitting wildly.

But there was no way around it. Although Lin Wen had great strength, he had to stop when he got into the water.

It can only be inserted hard on the ground.

Lin Wen hung the shovel back to his waist with his backhand, and took off a big hammer from his waist. He hit the anchor pile with one hammer, bending the steel bar, shaking the pile body, and sinking the anchor pile by two points.

After hitting more than a dozen hammers in a row, Lin Wen hung back the hammer, picked up the sandbag and threw it on the anchor pile. Sandbags are standard flood control supplies. Lin Wen found them in the town warehouse when he returned to the town one time.

But it happened to be cheaper for Lin Wen. He arranged for 10 hard laborers to transport them for three days, and it took another half a day to fight them all up. Now half of the embankment is made of earthwork woven bags, half of which are sandbags, and there are still some flood control materials under the embankment. In general, the materials are basically enough, it depends on the final result.

After dealing with the dangerous situation here, Lin Wen continued to patrol the embankment despite the heavy rain and splashing waves. Relying on his [eyeless but clear] vision, he could always find the hidden dangers that were extremely difficult to detect at the first time, and eliminated them at his fingertips.

However, due to the poor quality of the levee itself, after a few hours, small piping, rupture, and seepage began to appear in many places on the levee.

Lin Wen went around to fight the fire, relying on his infinite strength to forcefully attack him, it was a problem, right? Are you convinced that a 10-meter stick is inserted directly into it? Broken, right? Can tons of sand and an anchor pile go down? penetration? Eat my Dali King Kong legs!

This battle lasted until dawn, even Lin Wen felt it was difficult, but luckily the first time the flood peak passed safely.

Lin Wen rested for a while, and ate something to fill his stomach.

A few hours later, it was dark again and a second flood peak arrived, this time larger and lasting more than 36 hours.

The torrential rain has not stopped, but it has been getting bigger and bigger. The radio said that the rainfall has exceeded 600 millimeters, and it has become a super heavy rainstorm.

Obviously, the real catastrophe is only now beginning.

Lin Wen cheered up, ready to face the last test in this world.

At the same time, in Yingjia Village, 15 kilometers away from Lin Wen, Zhao Anping couldn't stop the cold feeling from his back even though he was wearing a raincoat and holding an umbrella.

In front of him, in the dark night, a long string of lights winding into a dragon, countless sandbags, earthworks, gabions, and even cotton-padded quilts were passed among the crowd, passed up the embankment of Yingjia Village, and passed to the breach about 3 meters long and 7 meters deep, before being thrown down.

The rescue work has lasted for 3 hours, and the breach is still not completely blocked. The river rushes out of any gap. The second wave of flood peak has arrived, and the crisis has become countless times bigger in an instant.

But there is no way now, it must be forcibly blocked.

And if it hadn't been discovered in time at the beginning, when the breach first appeared, County Chief Zhao decisively ordered the only heavy truck loaded with sand to reverse directly to block it, then the embankment would have broken by now.

Yingjiacun embankment is one of the three main dikes in Changshan County. Once the embankment breaks, the consequences will be disastrous.

The slogans on the embankment were one after another, and the voices of 8,000 people still could not suppress the sound of wind and rain and the roar of the river.

"Chief Zhao! County Chief Zhao!" A figure ran over in panic, crying, "The west side has been flooded! More than a dozen dikes have collapsed!"

Commander Zhao sternly said, "Has the emergency evacuation notice been issued?"

"Sent, posted, but..."

"What nonsense, hurry up and ask for rescue! Send a broadcast! Organize rescue! Go!"

County Chief Zhao's thoughts changed sharply: "The upper reaches are vast and sparsely populated, the floods move slowly, and there are many mountains and mountains. There are many highlands where you can escape. There must be time for emergency evacuation. The key is here."

Just as he was thinking, there was a sudden exclamation from the embankment, Zhao Anping raised his head abruptly, and saw a powerful gushing suddenly appeared in the middle of the embankment, and the water spurted several meters high, accompanied by a large amount of sand and stones, and scattered the surrounding people.

Liao Zhi'an, the supervisor, shouted: "Block it! Go block it! Go!"

County Chief Zhao felt an evil fire rushing straight to his head, picked up the loudspeaker, and shouted loudly: "I'll block your entire family! Run! The embankment is about to collapse! Run! Run!"

Crowds of people poured down the embankment, shouting together, and the crowd below the embankment ran back like crazy.

County Chief Zhao only felt the blood vessels in his forehead throbbing wildly, and shouted: "Hu Ping! Hu Ping! Hurry up, organize people and issue an emergency evacuation notice, all the villages behind here will be lost. Tell the people inside to run quickly, don't take anything, and run downstream! The upstream is already flooded, so you can only run downstream!"

Desperation and rage did not interrupt Zhao Anping's calm thoughts: "At least the East Road embankment is fine, and the area around Quanzhi Village should be safe. I will take people there to evacuate!"

It was especially difficult to organize people in the dark and heavy rain. Among all the noise, shouts and wind and rain, there was only a loud bang. The embankment of Yingjia Village fell, and the flood tore a huge gap 30 meters long, rushing towards Yingjia Village.

Zhao Anping couldn't care about anything else, he ran wildly with the crowd, the heavy rain hit his face, and it seemed to pour into his heart.

I don't know how long I ran until I didn't hear the roar of the flood. I found a safe high ground. I don't know who brought a high-power searchlight, which happened to be a lighthouse.

Zhao Anping held the searchlight to shine towards the sky, while directing the staff to gather the crowd, thinking wryly, "Why do I look like the defeated generals who started to gather troops after losing battles in ancient times."

I took a look around and saw that there were people who were drenched in heavy rain, panicked and dejected.

"Well, the enemy army should have taken advantage of the heavy rain and the night to raid, and at the same time used water attack, and defeated the Changshan Army led by Zhao Anping. After this battle, Zhao Anping was devastated and died with hatred."

After having some fun, Zhao Anping quickly cheered up. Seeing more and more people gathering, he raised his horn and shouted: "This place is safe, everyone is alive. This flood is rare in the world. The empire will definitely help everyone rebuild their homes."

Just this one sentence made the crowd calm down a lot. Zhao Anping wanted to take the opportunity to say something more, but saw another group of people rushing from the north, and the leader cried out when he saw Zhao Anping: "Mr.

Zhao Anping's head buzzed, he grabbed him and said sharply, "What did you say!"

The man's face was full of rain and tears, and he cried, "The water is too big! The embankment on the east road couldn't hold it up. I saw that the momentum was not good, so I made everyone run away. After walking for a few minutes, the embankment collapsed, and the water rushed out like crazy. I, I..." He cried again.

Zhao Anping only felt a chill pouring from the top of his head to the bottom, and he realized instantly that if both the Yingjia Village embankment and the Dongdao embankment collapsed, it would not be safe here, and he had to run down again.

Raising the horn, he shouted with all his strength: "The embankment of the East Road has collapsed! The flood is coming! It's not safe here, we have to run!"

All of a sudden, the cries and shouts rang out again, and Zhao Anping asked three people to carry the searchlights, and then walked downstream. Crowds are forced to move.

After walking for 30 minutes, I only heard the roar of the water behind, and someone shouted: "The water is coming! Run! Run!"

The crowd started to run, and they ran for an unknown amount of time in the dark before they finally lost sight of the sound of water. Fortunately, there were always searchlights for guidance this time, and not many people were left behind.

Zhao Anping once again found a place where it was back from the rain to temporarily settle down, and asked, "Where is this?"

The people around looked at each other, and after a long time, someone tentatively replied: "It seems that we are near Niujiao Village."

"It's Niujiao Village. I let the cattle go here." Someone affirmed his words.

Zhao Anping calculated in his mind: "That should be safe, the flood cannot reach here."

"wrong!"

Zhao Anping suddenly jumped up.

"Isn't Changpai Village next to Niujiao Village?"

The faces of the people around turned pale, and they immediately realized that they were facing the embankment of Changpai Village!

Several people have already started running outside.

"No, no!"

Zhao Anping immediately denied his previous thoughts: "The embankment in Changpai Village is about to fall! It doesn't make sense that the embankment on the east road will collapse, but the embankment in Changpai Village will not fall!"

yes.

Everyone thought.

It's going to fall early, and the Dongdao Levee has spent so much manpower and material resources that it has not survived the second round. Why does Changpai Village have it? Can it be poured twice in five years?

But, look around here, does it look like a flood is passing by?

"It's useless to think about it." Zhao Anping said: "Let's take a look and see. The embankment of Changpai Village is not far away, not a few miles away."

"But..." Xiaozhang trembled all over, his legs and feet trembled, and he was greatly frightened by the terrifying scene when the embankment collapsed, "Why don't we move directly."

"Transfer?" Zhao Anping glanced around, tens of thousands of people fell to the ground, exhausted, many people were injured, weeping could not be heard, and it is not known how many people ran away halfway.

"Can you see if you can go?"

"But, but, what's the use of seeing it?"

Zhao Anping's authority as the county chief was still there, so he directly selected ten people to go with him, "If there is any emergency on the embankment, I can help you."

"Let's go."

Zhao Anping said, but he was thinking in his heart: "Is that you? Lin Wen?"