Ferocious Water Whistle
Slowly, the sky was already bright, but it was still gloomy. After six hours of rushing, the front peak of the flood had almost reached the city of Wu Han. This was the first time such a big disaster had happened in Wu Han since it became a city.
In the dark of the night, 99% of the city's people had already evacuated in the heavy rain.
In the beginning, the people were in a panic for more than an hour. The government's management was useless, and the evacuation scene was chaotic. If the garrison troops had not rushed in in time to forcefully take control of all the roads out of the city, perhaps not even half of the people would have been able to get out. After the army entered, they forcefully controlled the population and vehicles to only be able to pass through one direction. All people and vehicles could only pass through the outside. All those entering the city were stopped. People were forced to stay on the side streets or park their cars in the outer area to wait for their families to arrive. Therefore, people could only follow the trend and go out. Many family members and friends who were not together were forced to go out. After such a simple and crude restriction, the situation slowly improved.
In order to evacuate as soon as possible, all kinds of items were thrown everywhere, and the Wuhan City was in a mess.
And in an inconspicuous corner of the city, there was a person: Tang Zhengping was from Zhumadian, Henan Province. His hometown was in the rural area of Zhugou Town, Queshan County. He became an orphan when he was five years old. He relied on this family to eat for a few years. Finally, he followed a chef who opened a restaurant for a few years as an apprentice. He slowly learned dozens of good dishes. Because they had been together for a long time, their relationship was as close as father and son. He had followed his boss to work in the city for more than half a year. His boss's family had returned to their hometown, Henan, for the New Year, so he stayed behind to look after the shop.
She had been watching the Spring Festival Gala in her room and was dozing off in a daze. She hadn't paid attention to what was being said on the television at all. Who knew that the power would go out as soon as the new year arrived? In the dark, he climbed into bed and went to sleep. At night, the surroundings became more and more noisy. Finally, there were a few bursts of concentrated gunshots and sporadic explosions, which woke him up. He took out his phone and pressed it, illuminating the small area around him. He sighed. It turned out that he was not in Queshan, nor was it some "Iron Fist" exercise in his hometown. They were in Hubei, and it was the Lunar New Year." Hehe, the people in the city really know how to play. They aren't allowed to set off firecrackers during the Lunar New Year, but they set off guns."
After muttering to himself, he took out his headphones from the bedside and put them on. He turned the music to the maximum and fell asleep again in a daze. From then on, the noisy evacuation outside had nothing to do with him.
The next day, at almost seven o'clock, he was woken up by the ear-piercing alarm (the phone had a timer on and off, and the music had stopped). He didn't know what alarm it was, but his instinctive reaction still made him rush out of the room. It was still raining outside. Other than the alarm, everything was quiet. He was so scared that he thought he was not awake. He pinched himself hard. It hurt. It was not a dream.
What was happening in this world? He stood there in a daze for a while until the rain drenched his entire body. He shivered a few times from the cold. Instinctively, he returned to his room, changed into thick clothes, took an umbrella, and walked out. After walking for a few dozen meters in the alley, he tripped over an abandoned password box. He turned around and walked to the box to try to open it. Unexpectedly, he opened it directly. A thick stack of hundreds of thousands of cash occupied half of the small corner, and dozens of gold bars occupied the other small corner. The other half was filled with a dozen old antiques in a mess. This was something worth a million yuan. Why was it left here? He excitedly went back to his room, his heart filled with joy. However, the ear-piercing alarm made him upset, so he had to go out again to see what was going on.
Soon, he was on the road again. The two sides of the road were in a mess. All kinds of boxes, backpacks, and cloth bags were scattered everywhere. He rummaged through dozens of boxes and collected a whole box of gold bars and cash in less than ten minutes. It was so heavy that he couldn't even lift it. He was still thinking about it happily. He thought it was a dream, but it was really good to have such a beautiful dream.
He sat on the box with sweat all over his forehead. He looked around, but he still didn't see anyone. Other than the sound of the alarm and the sound of the rain falling, there was still no sound.
This world was strangely quiet. Where did everyone go? He slowly felt fear. Loneliness was terrifying.
Tang Zhengping's heart was filled with fear. He suddenly stood up and abandoned the big box of money. He ran along the street, shouting for anyone.
Ten minutes passed, but there was no one. Only a big dog was seen in the courtyard of a small street office.
Twenty minutes later, he saw the first person. He ran over to take a look and found that he was already dead. He was so scared that he sat on the ground and quickly took out his phone to call the police. However, he realized that there was no signal on his phone and the police call could not be reached. In the end, he ran away in a panic.
The surroundings were too quiet. Other than a dead person, there was still no one else. He was a little mad. He hoped that this was just a dream and that he would wake up soon. However, he could not wake up because he had always been awake. He just did not want to believe it.
Finally, after running for 23 minutes, he found a person in a pipe under an intersection. A drunkard in his forties or fifties was sitting at the mouth of the cement pipe. He was wearing a tattered cotton coat. He shouted at the sky and cursed at Tang Zhengping,"What are you shouting for? It's so noisy that I can't sleep well. It's already so noisy in the middle of the night. It's finally quiet for a while at dawn.”
Tang Zhengping finally saw a living person. He felt a sense of familiarity and quickly ran forward to give him a big hug. He muttered,"We found a living person, we found him.”As she spoke, she started crying like a child.
The drunkard's name was Song Chuangen. He used to be the boss of a factory with some assets. Two years ago, the factory borrowed money from each other and was cheated of millions. After the capital chain was broken, he quickly went bankrupt.
In the end, his wife and children ran away with someone else, and his life suddenly returned to before he was liberated. On New Year's Eve, he felt terrible. He took the wine and went back to the factory that originally belonged to him to take a look. The more he thought about it, the more upset he felt. In the end, he got drunk and got into a conflict with the security guards at the factory entrance. The new security guards did not know him, but considering that it was the New Year, they ignored the drunkard. Soon, the drunkard fell asleep. The security guards were afraid that he would freeze to death at the entrance of the factory. After discussion, the two security guards finally placed him in a cement pipe by the side of the road and covered him with two old cotton coats.
Not long after he was done, there was a blackout. In the end, there was a large-scale evacuation. Everyone was so flustered that they had long forgotten about him. Even if he didn't forget, he couldn't be bothered with this drunkard.
Song Chuangen was stunned by the sudden hug and sobered up a little. He looked at the young man and pushed Tang Zhengping away in disdain. He looked at Tang Zhengping as if he was crazy. Tang Zhengping muttered,"Finally, a living person has arrived…"
After Tang Zhengping's ruckus, Song Chuangen was more than half sober. He felt more and more strange. Why would the alarm sound during the New Year? Moreover, this young man was so crazy. He hugged and hugged a stranger and even said something like " I finally saw someone ". Could it be that millions of people in Wuhan City had disappeared in half a night? He recalled the noise of cars and people last night, as well as the huge explosion of fireworks.
Did I miss something?
The more he thought about it, the more afraid he became. He immediately grabbed Tang Zhengping tightly and asked,"What happened last night? Tell me, tell me quickly!"
Tang Zhengping was stunned for a moment. He recalled as he spoke.
Last night, when it was almost midnight, the people in the space station were preparing to pay their respects to the people of the country during the Spring Festival Gala. The electricity was cut off, so I went to bed. I seemed to hear the sound of gunfire and people's noise at night. When I woke up, there was no one around me. The street was quiet. Other than the sound of sirens and the rain, there was nothing else.
Oh! There was also a dog in the yard!
" Are you saying that we didn't see anyone else besides you and me?" Song Chuangen asked after thinking for a while.
" If you don't count the dead, yes," Tang Zhengping answered affirmatively.
" F * ck, what happened at night? What the hell happened?" "Let's go into the factory and take a look," Song Chuangen said angrily.”As he spoke, he walked towards the factory, with Tang Zhengping following closely behind.
The gate of the factory was wide open, and the security guards were long gone. After the two of them entered the factory, they walked around the factory. There was no one there. Finally, Song Chuangen got tired of driving, so he drove a truck out. The two of them sat on the truck and left the factory. They walked along the street while shouting.
Along the way, he met a woman in her thirties and a seven-year-old girl walking in a panic. He quickly asked them and found out that people had evacuated outside the city overnight. They said that there was going to be a flood. Song Chuangen found a factory and went in. He changed to a tractor and flatbed truck. Along the way, he went to a few supermarkets and took some of the few necessities he had left. Then he continued to drive out of the city.
Along the way, they took in three men and two women, five young people. They were all single people who had fallen asleep after getting drunk on New Year's Eve and missed the big retreat. The group of people soon filled the flatbed cart. One of the young men also had a mobile phone to contact Beidou's data center. According to the data center, the 15-meter-high water head would reach its current position in 26 minutes. Everyone's hearts tightened.
However, the information center immediately sent over the nearest short-term safe locations. One was Snake Mountain, and the other was Turtle Mountain. Song Chuangen grew up locally and was familiar with most of the city. He immediately turned a corner and drove west. When everyone saw that he was driving back, they were almost anxious and scolded him loudly. He shouted loudly,"Target Turtle Mountain." A few minutes after he left, he heard a buzzing sound that was getting louder and louder. Everyone became nervous.
Fifteen minutes later, the loud noise made it impossible for everyone to hear each other's shouts clearly. The young man holding the phone began to gesture with his hands to say what he wanted to say, and then Tang Zhengping gestured for Song Chuangen to see. Song Chuangen was focused on controlling the flatbed cart to move forward at the fastest and smoothest speed, so he couldn't understand what was going on. In the end, Tang Zhengping leaned into Song Chuangen's ear and explained it clearly. Then, he gestured fourteen. Song Chuangen understood and nodded. Ten minutes later, they arrived at the intersection of the Han River and the Yangtze River. They were ready to cross the river. Through the thick rain and fog, they could see the yellow and rapid Han River water. As long as they crossed the Han River, Turtle Mountain was not far ahead. They drove on the Han River Bridge. Under the bridge, the torrent had risen by several meters due to the continuous heavy rain for several hours. They could vaguely see the tall and ancient TV tower. Even though very few people knew that he used to be a television tower.
The flatbed had just crossed the bridge for less than a minute before it was forced to stop because the road in front was already filled with cars. Everyone got out of the car and lost their balance. The ground had already begun to shake. Everyone supported each other, raised their legs that were as if they had been electrocuted, and began to run up on foot.
There were less than three minutes left before the vanguard's head. His ears had already lost all sound due to the prolonged high-intensity sound stimulation.
When they were halfway up the mountain, they felt a huge tremor under their feet and almost fell down again. When they looked up, the TV tower on the top of the mountain had disappeared. What they saw was a large group of people who were just as panicked as they were. The scene was already a little chaotic.
The group of them ran for another few dozen meters, ready to squeeze into the dense crowd. At the same time, they realized that the crowd in front of them was looking at them. To be exact, it was the water wall that was less than 1,000 meters tall behind them.
They were also forced to stop. Squeezing in the crowd, they leaned against the tall buildings of the city and watched as the flood came closer and closer, sweeping away everything on the streets. Soon, apart from dozens of tall hills and sturdy buildings that were still faintly visible on the water, the city was surrounded by a vast expanse of sunlight.
The wall of water pushed down everything in its way. Buildings, trees, overpasses, and the Yangtze River Bridge were quickly pushed down and disappeared into the water...
The disaster was still ongoing. They could only watch as the city was destroyed and countless wealth was reduced to nothingness. With such a disaster, they had no choice but to escape.
At this moment, Liu Chuangen silently looked at the time on his phone. He read it out with mixed feelings.
Beijing time: 10:50 a. m. on the first day of the Chinese New Year. Under the roar of the flood, the Wuhan City fell and turned into a vast expanse of land.
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