This is the terror of natural disasters.
In the face of floods, human lives are as cheap as weeds.
Creaaaak——!
The sudden sound from behind interrupted Gu Ji’s contemplation. He turned around, his tightly knitted brows gradually smoothing out, his eyes widening, and his eyeballs protruding fiercely.
It was a blue cargo ship over 60 ters long and 10 ters wide, being pushed askew by the floodwaters, crashing into a nearby office building with a loud bang. It was like a sharp blade piercing the building’s structure, the massive impact making the building seem on the verge of collapse, with the upper glass shattering in a large area, exposing the frantically screaming crowd inside.
"Ah——!"
One person, unable to avoid it in ti, was pushed off the building by the panicked crowd from behind and fell into the water with a splash, disappearing without a trace.
Unbelievable.
A ship appearing among city buildings, the disaster scenes from the movie "The Day After Tomorrow" have actually happened in reality!
Before the physiological instinct of fear had finished manifesting, Gu Ji forcibly turned his head, taking advantage of the backwash produced by the ship’s collision. He grabbed the edge of the rubber dinghy with all his strength to right the boat and quickly climbed to the stern, grabbed the starter handle, and stood up to pull desperately.
Rumble, rumble...
"Hurry up, hurry up..."
He urged with his mouth while repeatedly pulling the starter handle, also grabbing onto the boat to maintain balance, not letting himself be swept away by the waves.
Finally, after an unknown number of attempts, the gasoline engine suddenly roared to life, and the boat also seed to regain power, jerking backward.
Gu Ji couldn’t help but grin, hurriedly controlling the steering rudder.
But just as he turned back to check the direction, a shadow suddenly darted towards him.
In a flash, Gu Ji instinctively leaned backward.
The roaring of the gasoline engine was right by his ear, the splashing waves from the paddling hitting the back of his head. In front of his rapidly contracting pupils, the shadow dangerously brushed past seven or eight centiters in front of his nose. He turned back hurriedly and saw it was an iron fra from a collapsed gray cent pole; if he had not reacted quickly, the outco might have been his chest being pierced by rebar!
Fortunately, he had chosen ergency avoidance markings.
Perhaps it was that 13% muscle reflex in crisis environnts that successfully saved his life.
With the support of heavy rain, the flood intensified, the wind and waves crashing into the surrounding buildings like walls. Cars floated like small boats along the water. In the lower-lying areas of the north and central districts, nearly all houses were subrged, leaving only dozens of residential and office buildings dividing the violent water into patches of white waves.
This gave Gu Ji an illusion.
As if no flood attack had ever occurred, but rather these buildings were constructed within the roaring river waves.
"The power of a five-ter-high flood is too terrifying..."
According to standard sea state levels, waves 4-6 ters high with storm surges forming are already classified as Level 6 giant waves, which might be relatively common near the coast, but are extrely exaggerated in inland rivers.
In mid-July 2010, heavy rains ravaged the northeast of the Xia Kingdom, flooding the eastern part of Jiangji Province. In Yong County’s Qiankou Town, three streams of floodwaters converged simultaneously, creating a once-in-a-century massive flood, pushing the flood surge height to five ters. And Calcutta is a full hundred kiloters away from the Farakka Dam, indicating how terrifying the water volu the Hugli River had brought!
Efforts must be made to save people now!
Gu Ji stared at the rising death toll, and within less than a minute, another seven or eight people had perished in the flood, the count about to break the 90 mark.
Theoretically, drowning is the leading cause of death in floods, followed by being hit by objects, sharp objects piercing, and then electrocution, among others.
And from the beginning, he had the army deploy nurous life jackets and rings.
So as long as the residents of Calcutta’s northern district could endure the first wave of flood surges, many would survive.
"Help, glug... help..."
"Ah!"
"Save !"
Sure enough, as Gu Ji maneuvered the rubber rescue boat out of the alley, he saw three or four refugees from a shantytown floating on the water, including a man and a woman wearing life jackets, while another uncle clung to a broken tree trunk, "Don’t move, wait for to get closer!"
Whether it’s close-combat training at sea or flood rapid flow specialization marking, both ca with driving techniques for waterborne rubber speedboats.
He increased the throttle to turn the bow and slant across the swift current, gliding to the people.
"Reach out and grab the boat’s handrail! Quickly!"
"Thank you, honorable sir!"
The two in life jackets climbed aboard the boat easily, but the uncle holding the wood dared not let go, afraid of falling back into the water.
Just as Gu Ji attempted to coordinate the refugees to use the "O" type centrifugal rescue.
Unexpectedly, a shout ca from behind, followed by a lifebuoy tied to a safety rope being thrown in mid-air, precisely landing by the Indian uncle.
Turning around, it was none other than Pradan.
"Vidi, thank goodness, I knew you would make it, where are the other rescue mbers on the boat?"
"Sorry, Captain Pradan, when the flood hit, they were swept away by the undercurrent and dispersed. I was the only one tethered to the boat with a safety rope, keeping from being flung off the dinghy."
"Don’t bla yourself, your thod was effective, that’s how the three of us survived."
Pradan tugged at the rope loop on his waist and then glanced at the tall, slender rescue soldier beside him, "Kapil, go over to Vidi’s boat and assist!"
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