The voice fell. The strong and fierce old lady Gu Zheng behind Gu Zheng... This determined woman who was left by her own son to work in the village and never cried when her young wife died because of an accident

But because of his son's short sentence, he cried bitterly.

Qin Xiulan suddenly felt that she had been confused and uncomfortable for most of her hard life. Day and night, at the moment, they all disappeared.

A mixture of satisfaction, joy and happiness filled her heart.

Qin Xiulan, who was crying louder and louder, suddenly stopped when she reached the highest sound. She wiped the tears that blurred her eyes with her hand, and responded to her son with a full spirit. She dedicated her life and loved her blood and flesh all her life.

"Good! My son has great skills, and my mother can enjoy happiness in the future!"

Hearing this, Gu Zheng, carrying Gu's mother on his back, smiled. He let his chest against the bunker in the cabin in the swaying cabin, competing with the strength of the wind and waves. He completely forgot what else he seemed to have missed?

Sitting in the cockpit, Gu Feifan silently wiped the sweat off his face. The scene just now only made him burst into tears... He couldn't say a word.

Dad! Why do you remember my milk?

You seem to have forgotten your own son.

Of course, one is the last wish of the automatically disintegrated client to love him more than his mother, and the other is the son of a loser who has never been mentioned in his wish at all.

It goes without saying which is more important or less important.

Time passes in a violent swing

As the hurricane continued to rage, when it finally reached the highest level of existing wind level evaluation, the ships that could carry down in the fleet were finally screened out.

I really feel that my little human beings have become a difficult problem now, not to mention the people on the boat who want them to pull and take a hand to save them.

They swayed in the huge waves and watched one ship after another float up and sink... Finally disappeared.

When their own ships reached the critical point, as if they would become debris in the sea at the next moment, the contact signal on Gu Zheng's ship rang again.

"Hold on, everybody hold on. According to the observation data sent by the ocean observation organization, the hurricane is moving to the southeast. Now we are just at the edge of the cyclone. As long as we hold on for a while, we will rush out of the most dangerous section and smoothly reach the destination and resettlement site in the suburbs of Jicheng."

"Because the distance of this route is too short and the hurricane is too sudden, the ship cannot turn its bow to carry out rescue on the established route, resulting in the reduction of the number of surviving villagers. When we arrive at the foothold, the military representative will negotiate with the relevant refugee representatives."

"Here, the commanders and soldiers on ship 152 and all the soldiers express their most sincere apologies."

No way, the storm came and went in a hurry, and the experienced captain came to the conclusion that it could not be rescued.

Because when they turned the bow and approached the small boat fleet, the people who should be taken away were taken away, and the people who were not taken away... Could carry them down by themselves.

As for rescuing survivors

ha-ha.

The commander of the lieutenant colonel who felt that he needed a break rubbed his hair in the empty combat room, stared at his red eyes because he had not slept well for many days, and stood in the cockpit of the ship again. He was used to standing in the command position, looked at the boundless sea without seeing the edge, and strengthened his judgment just now.

In this case, there are more or less bad luck. As a soldier, the most important thing is to complete the tasks assigned by the state. He can't lose money for small things and forget his responsibilities.

Even if the people in the cabin at this time had known from the soldiers that those who gave up their places to their families had been killed, there was a low cry after the news, which could not prevent the ship from sailing to the destination silently and firmly.

As for the villagers' fleet following it, it is too late to pick up the boats in the aftermath of the slight easing of the wind. Where can we get the extra spirit to be sad.

The subsequent smooth sailing took a long time. Due to the pushing force of the current, the guided team arrived at the receiving point they should go a little faster than originally expected.

When they moved to the waterless area, these fishermen were unwilling to move on for the fishing boat that had saved their lives under their feet.

"You can park the ship at the periphery of the temporarily built ship wharf nearby. When you need it, you can pick up the ship with the formalities card."

But for the first time, the villagers of nanzhuangzi, who always listened to the arrangement of the government, protested for their own survival.

"No, Jicheng is still dozens of miles away from here. If it comes to today's situation at that time, we will be blind."

"That's the kind of wind and waves. No matter how strong they are, they will be blown away!"

"What's more," Gu Zheng, who was around, frowned: "there are so many refugees migrating around here. If there is any unexpected disaster, I'm afraid the ship will disappear when our people come."

After being mobilized and requisitioned by the government, there is at least a hope of return, and at least material compensation.

But what if they were robbed by people in these frightened and devastated refugee gathering areas?

Who will protect the property of those who follow the rules?

Seeing this, Gu Zheng once again gathered all the villagers who survived this time, and the remaining half of the people in Weiwu City spontaneously gathered around them.

They seem to take Gu Zheng as a central point. They always feel that surrounded by him, they have inexplicable and down-to-earth power.

Gu Zheng's next resolution also obtained the consent of more than half of the people.

Except for dozens of families whose ships were destroyed and who really had no materials to worry about, they were willing to continue to migrate inland. Everyone else agreed to Gu Zheng's idea of exchanging migration points with the refugees in the reception point near the wharf.

Because of the limited population that can be accommodated in an area, many cities in eastern province have accepted the first batch of migrant citizens in the dry season, but the second wave of disaster came too unprepared, and the survivors in half of the provinces began to migrate to the cities in the west of the provincial capital.

Then, according to the time of arrival, the location of migrants is far and near.