What is it like to protect Wuhan Guomian No.1 Factory?

1one day in July, 954, around 22: 00, showers poured down on the ground like a downpour, and heavy rain blew raindrops in the air to the window of the headquarters.

There is only one path from here to the stadium. There is no noise of the rolling machine coming from there tonight. All people hear is the wind and rain in Ma Benteng. Looking through the window, the outside is vast.

This is the flood control headquarters of Guomian No.1 Factory, which is shrouded in a serious and turbulent atmosphere day and night, just like the front combat headquarters at a critical juncture. The commander hasn't slept for days and nights.

Everyone immediately formed a circle of top decision makers in the headquarters around Liu Jintang, including engineers, captains from all walks of life and full-time political workers.

Liu Jintang briefly introduced the emergency we are facing, and he announced:

The purpose of this meeting is to listen to your's views.

Although the situation is very tense, people are calm, speak in an orderly way, and don't talk much, up to four or five sentences. It sounds like the organization of each brigade is doing well. When talking about the mood of the workers, a team leader said, "No matter how late it is at night, we can't stop carrying earth with knives."

Liu Jintang knew all this. He thought of Zhang Haizhong, a maintenance worker in the flower cleaning room. He was usually in poor health. However, like many people, he still asked to participate in voluntary flood control outside production hours. He was so tired that he vomited blood. Everyone advised him to have a rest, but Zhang Haizhong still insisted on working. Later, he was dissuaded by the organization and forced to send him to the infirmary for three injections.

Later, knowing that the leader would never let him carry sacks again, Zhang Haizhong returned to the dormitory, prepared washing water for the workers who took part in the labor, and became a well-served temporary waiter.

At the meeting site, De Zhangchun said to everyone:

Comrades! The problem is timeliness and effectiveness. What we need now is methods and soil, not just enthusiasm.

Then, DE hellmann looked at his watch and said:

12 o'clock, we can return a batch of earth-moving ships from Montenegro, but it may have become wise after the event by then.

The venue immediately quieted down, only to hear the "snapping" sound of heavy rain hitting the window. Dozens of pairs of eyes focused on the faces of Liu Jintang and engineers.

Liu Jintang glanced at civil engineer Ying Zhijun. He said, "I think this is the only way left. Take out the last little possessions, right? " Engineer, right? "

At this time, the headquarters is also busy, and Mu, the head of the flood control and supply team, has become the most concerned object. The captains of various teams contended for him to stamp the application form first. As soon as the stamp is covered, the dirt dustpan, shoulder pole, pickaxe and shovel will be available. Maybe someone else took the tools before you had time.

In fact, the supply team has made full preparations and the tool library is full. It is precisely because of this that the supply team leader can calmly deal with everyone. He carefully covered the official seal and said solemnly, "What are you panicking about? There are still many. "

Passers-by marched from different places to Guishan. The sound of the broadcast on the loudspeaker and the whine of the car muted the sound of the storm. The street lamp on the telephone pole and two bright eyes in front of the car illuminate the road to Guishan.

Zhang Shuanghu's first brigade has set up its position and the excavation has begun. The song resounded through the valley, rushed through the rain curtain and lingered over Guishan Mountain.

At this time, the headquarters of the phone rang again, Liu Jintang picked up the phone:

Ah! In the fifth quarter, captain Zhang has sent the first batch of soil! Well, congratulations.

Liu Jintang laughed. He seems to have a hard time laughing because he is so tired. Liu Jintang happily thought that in half an hour, the factory's flood control project would create a miracle, and he couldn't help walking briskly indoors.

At this time, there were fewer people in the headquarters, only a few statisticians in shorts were busy with the report of the day while holding piles of mosquitoes under their legs.

Liu Jintang summarized the figures to be put forward tonight to protect the dam of the factory, and ordered the drafting of a document:

Written to: Hanyang District Flood Control Headquarters. The original text is ... hey! Come on, come on!

Liu Jintang initially reported that timely and effective measures were taken in the absence of earthworks and storms tonight. He said, "I guess! It is written that the embankment can be raised about 1 m in the fifth section tonight, that is, it will reach 28 or 5 meters. "

Liu Jintang yawned after signing this document. He felt that he needed to go to the riverbank. So, he picked up the rain gear and went out of the headquarters, and went straight to the fifth team.

There was less rain, so Liu Jintang walked along the embankment. There are pumps pumping water everywhere. On both sides of the restless Xianghe River, the lights are brightly lit, and the rhythmic shouts of tamping workers are ringing.

The earth-moving ship broke through the wind and rain, put it down in the rapids, and sailed to unknown places along the Xianghe River.

The fifth seminar is in full swing. The infrastructure workers from Zhengzhou construction site set a record of 52 rammers per minute, and the geotechnical workers from Xiaogan levee created a miracle of loading one car in three minutes, which made the rare and expensive cars play the greatest role.

People can hardly see the faces of workers picking up soil on the levee. They are like a whirlwind, and the clothes wet by the rain are dried by hot air when the rain decreases slightly.

Zhong Zhong, a nurse in the infirmary and a member of the Communist Youth League, took off his straw sandals for the earth to wear and ran barefoot to the embankment to carry out first aid work. However, people who are working hard don't want to stop to change clothes because of a little bump. People are racing against the flood.

The soil from Montenegro has arrived at the factory gate. The soil was carried by a large iron barge of more than 300 tons, and it was unable to land because of the deep draft.

Woodworkers are building a bridge on the road near a river with more than one person's depth. Pilers need to drill holes underwater to work. They work in the water for a minute at most, and then they will be exposed to the water and take a breath of air. In this short time, no one said a word, in order to get enough air to stay underwater for a few more seconds.

Soon, a strong wooden bridge was built.

Now Liu Jintang is closer to the fifth workshop. He saw two transport troops from Kameyama Mountain and from the ship carrying earth on the levee, which was rising every minute, squeezing the flood below.

Liu Jintang found a ruler in the hut in the fifth section. He measured it, and the dike body was raised by 1 m, and it only started for two hours.

In addition to expressing surprise at the great miracle created by the workers, Liu Jintang suddenly remembered that the project report he drafted at the headquarters was too conservative.

So Liu Jintang grabbed the newly installed telephone in the workshop. He shouted, "headquarters? Hey! Has the document just drafted been issued? "

The other party told him that the document was being written. Liu Jintang said happily, "Stop, it needs to be modified. Take out your pen and write it on paper. Cross out the vague word' estimate' and change it to' really sure'. Add the word' one' to one meter and cross out the word' left and right', which means that it will definitely reach the elevation of 29.5 meters tonight, that's all. "

After Liu Jintang came out from the fifth section of the work shed, a large number of earth-moving ships in the factory were put down from Montenegro, and the tugboat got on the cart, and according to the pre-arranged signal with the liaison officer on the levee, a long and a short whistle was pulled.

The liaison raised the red lantern above his head, and the boat slowly leaned towards the dock from the middle of the river. The workers stopped working for the first time and gave a burst of cheers and applause.