The enthusiasm of the workers was sonorous and powerful, and the slogans were shouted loudly, without Wang Hao's command and transfer, and everyone was responsible for protecting the family and the factory.

After the rubber dam was lowered, countless wind and waves were stirred, and the wave peaks of the Peony River were wave after wave, and the peaks gradually passed and slowly subsided.

Wang Hao patrolled the embankment, walked past the places, and greeted the workers enthusiastically.

Seeing that the mayor was beside him, the enthusiasm of the workers was very high, and they waved their hands to Wang Hao with confidence, and Wang Hao held his hands tightly on the horse standing in front of them.

MBI was introduced by Wang Hao, without Wang Hao, there would be no MBI, Wang Hao is the god in the hearts of MBI workers, in their hearts, Wang Hao is a great myth, is their savior, is their everything.

It was he who gave them hope, it was he who gave them purpose in life.

Warm applause and warm cheers drove enthusiastic enthusiasm.

Workers dig up river sand and fill sandbags, which stretch for dozens of miles along the embankment.

The effect of more than 80,000 people is huge, plus the officers and soldiers of the garrison, in the blink of an eye, the sandbags seem to have built a hundred miles of Great Wall on the periphery of the Peony River.

Just when the morale is high, just when the workers are working hard!! Woven bags are in a hurry.

Along the Mudan River, the barrage composed of five sandbags is two meters high and stretches for more than 20 miles, but at this moment, the sandbags are gone, and they are used up.

Twenty miles away is the farmland, Wang Hao is very moved, the workers are the most sincere people, they are the easiest to satisfy, the easiest to get encouragement, and the kindest and most vulnerable.

Looking at the anxiously waiting workers, Wang Hao felt a deep guilt that the flood control materials were not well prepared, and the sandbags could only supply twenty miles of land.

But think about it carefully, Peony City has not had a big flood in a hundred years, and the sandbags in the twenty miles are not small.

The woven bags are gone, and they are all transferred to the Peony Lake area.

There were no sandbags, so Wang Hao had to ask the workers to build a sand embankment, and after dozens of miles, everyone took a breath of rest.

The embankment of nearly 30 miles was completed in only half a day, and the workers felt a sense of accomplishment for such a huge project.

They cheered, cheered, and stood in their places, and after the excitement, they watched the water nervously.

Upstream, on the shores of Peony Lake.

Song Lebin and Wang Qingguan nervously ran out of the lake district office, and two armed policemen led two deputy department-level officials to run anxiously to the lake.

Rain.

Pouring down.

The water is overwhelming.

Wang Guanqing burped, and he pulled off his rain hat in confusion and looked up at the sky.

Helplessly, the rain fell on his face like tap water, and he could only touch his face vigorously and look at Peony Lake in horror.

The lake is less than a meter away from the embankment, and if you don't make a decision, no one can stop the consequences.

Wang Qingguan, who drank eight taels of good Han alcohol, was hot all over, he realized the danger and realized the helplessness.

Compared with money, the official position is what he needs most, although the turtles in the lake area, Wang Ba, or puffer fish can bring him endless money.

But none of this matters more than your hat.

"Open the gates, open the gates, open the gates!"

He roared hysterically, completely losing his image, losing the dignity that symbolized his identity.

Over and over again, he has the final say.

Six gates and twelve outlets poured out wildly, and the water output of each gate reached sixty cubic meters per second.

What they don't know is that although the twelve gates are open at the same time, the whole province is in the midst of extreme rainstorms, and the Peony Lake Waterfall is receiving unscrupulous water release from the upstream counties and cities.

Peony is in a hurry.

In order to protect the safety of the bridge across the Huangda Railway, the upstream went all out to discharge the flood, and when they opened the flood gate, the phone was called to the Mudan Municipal Government.

The great mother river, the flood gate is surging with a flood discharge of 3,800 cubic meters per second, and it will take another two hours to reach the Peony Lake.

When he heard the news, Wang Hao sat on the muddy river beach, and at the same time, Wang Qingguan and Song Lebin sat on the ground.

And Ma Debin, the director of the River Transport Bureau, quietly disappeared.

Six gates, 12 floodgates, each gate 60 cubic meters per second, that is 360 cubic meters, and the distance of 3800 cubic meters of flood discharge, a drop in the bucket.

But that's it, the irrigation canal below can't stand the flood of the whole water discharge of the Peony River, and it has begun to collapse in the whole line, the peony land is angyang, and the sea of peony flowers for hundreds of miles is instantly razed to the ground.

The farmland in the Peony District is vast and has long been turned into rice fields.

"Wang, Mayor Wang, Peony Lake, now, now, has reached five meters above the warning line, and is only one meter near the embankment, please instruct!"

Gong Changning, captain of the Armed Police Brigade, frowned tightly and strongly demanded that the embankment be blown up.

"Isn't it always releasing water, that is, according to the cubic calculation, it takes five or six hours for the storage capacity above the critical water level of Peony Lake to be full.

Why blow up the embankment, why, I need to explain! ”

Wang Hao roared loudly, and the roar overshadowed the wind and rain, and the workers who shouted slogans and desperately built the river embankment.

The workers were stopped by the roar, they were trying to protect the embankment, they were working hard to build the embankment.

But he still has to accept the consequences of the flood that destroyed his home behind him.

Don't think, don't need to think, what are the consequences of the Peony Lake breaking, the Tianhu Lake hanging over the heads of the people of the entire Peony City.

It would be a catastrophe of all time, and it would turn the entire city of Peony into a vast ocean, and the upstream was rushing with a flood volume of 3,800 cubic meters per second.

Two hours, only two hours, waiting, and accepting, death and threats.

Struggle.

The head of the garrison of Mudan City already knew the grim situation, and he urgently ran to Wang Hao's side, through the information analysis of the troops in the upstream city, Mudan City may not exist overnight.

Wang Hao glanced at the colonel in the dark green military uniform of the Republic, he actually reached out and stroked the majestic costume, and the two looked around silently.

"The total amount of water in the Mudan River continues to rise, because the riverbed is low, and a lot of stagnant water in the city is discharged into the Mudan River, and the situation is much more severe than expected!"

Wang Hao's face was serious, he had already realized the serious consequences that might come.

This heavy rain tested the ancient drainage system in the urban area, every cadre, and every person in Mudan City.

There are so many workers, and none of them retreats, so many workers have homes, and their homes are all behind the peony.

But in the face of the destruction of their homes and homelessness, they involuntarily chose to defend the Peony River embankment.

Because of the factories behind them, because as long as there is work, they have hope.

When they learned about Gong Fang!! Palace Secretary, Zhao Fan!! Mayor Zhao was already persuading his family to relocate, and when he persuaded his family to leave their home's earthen house, the workers were at ease.

They have long since abandoned their personal safety, and completely entrusted the safety of their families and the lives of their families to their trusted parents and officials.

(Tianjin)