Reborn as a Noble’s Son
Chapter 1126 - Chapter 1126 Chapter 1082 Lushan Dike

Chapter 1126: Chapter 1082 Lushan Dike Chapter 1126: Chapter 1082 Lushan Dike Nie Zhenbang entered the elevator, with Hong Feng following behind him, carrying two pieces of luggage. Clearly, he was prepared for a prolonged stay in Lushan City.

In the elevator, Xu Hongzhuan was already there. Seeing Nie Zhenbang enter, he greeted, “Secretary Nie.”

Nie Zhenbang smiled and nodded, waiting for the elevator doors to close before asking, “Just came out of Old Fang’s office?”

It was quite obvious. Nearly twenty minutes had passed since the meeting ended, and if Xu Hongzhuan was still on the top floor, he must have been discussing some details with Fang Yuanshan in his office, as Fang also had an office in the Provincial Committee.

“We talked about the situation in JingShan City and the matter of Hongyang Lake. You are aware, a single move can affect the whole situation. Flood prevention work in Hongjiang is not the same as in Chunan Province, it’s not confined to just a few areas. The geographical position of Yunmengze is entirely different from that of Hongyang Lake.” In front of Nie Zhenbang, Xu Hongzhuan saw no need to hide anything and spoke frankly.

Listening to Xu Hongzhuan, Nie Zhenbang deeply agreed and nodded, “Hongzhuan, this time, the work in JingShan City will require a lot of your attention. Keep me updated at all times. Governor Fang, after all, has never experienced this kind of situation, and it’s inevitable that he lacks some experience. Communicate and coordinate more. I still trust you.”

Xu Hongzhuan nodded and said with a smile, “Secretary, rest assured, with me here, JingShan City won’t have any problems.”

With a ding, the elevator doors opened. At this moment, in the lobby of the Provincial Committee building, many people were standing around, all the members of the standing committee were preparing, nearly ready to leave.

Nie Zhenbang nodded his head and gesture with folded hands, saying, “Comrades, I’m counting on you. The life and property safety of fifty million people in Hongjiang is in your hands.”

After speaking, Nie Zhenbang headed out of the lobby, where Hong Feng had already come up with an umbrella, having placed the luggage in the car ahead of time.

After helping to open the car door and waiting for Nie Zhenbang to get in, Hong Feng closed the door with a snap and then moved to sit in the passenger seat.

The car slowly started and drove out of the Provincial Committee compound. Suddenly, Nie Zhenbang said, “Dai, turn on the strobe lights, Hong, assist him. If necessary, we can use the alarm for announcements.”

This order surprised not only Dai Fei but also Hong Feng. Nie Zhenbang’s official car carried the license plates of the armed police, and although it did not have a siren light on the roof, it was equipped with strobe lights in the front and speakers for alarms and announcements.

However, these had been seldom used since Nie Zhenbang took office in Hongjiang. Over two years, these features had become essentially redundant.

Now, Nie Zhenbang’s words were enough to show that the flood prevention in Hongjiang had escalated beyond anything else and he no longer cared about the rest.

“Okay, Secretary,” said Dai Fei, his words always concise and efficient, truly reflecting his nature as an active military officer.

While speaking, Dai Fei had already turned on the strobe lights. Even amidst the rain curtain, one could see the reflection of the red and blue lights flashing.

The sped up slightly, turning onto Construction Avenue, a main artery from which one can directly access the second ring road and then enter the Red Deer Expressway. This was the fastest route.

Once out of the urban area and speeding up, when nearing the toll station of the Red Deer Expressway, Dai Fei promptly sounded the siren.

Wailing, the toll booth barriers were lifted without delay. It was no joke; Nie Zhenbang’s car, with its recognized license plate, had priority in both the provincial police and highway systems. At such a time, naturally, there would be no hindrance.

After getting onto the expressway, one could see several cars slowing down in the passing lane ahead. Hong Feng immediately picked up the speaker and said, “The car in front, license plate Red D-99281, please move to the right, please move to the right.”

This scene astonished the journalists from Hongjiang Province Station following in the tough SUV. Wei Lan, the lead reporter for Red River TV’s news program, only twenty-eight years old yet known for her bold reporting, was excited to be the accompanying journalist for Secretary Nie. She did not expect to experience a different style right from the start. Turning to her cameraman, Wei Lan said, “Old Xu, Secretary Nie seems to have a different aura today.”

The cameraman was a sturdy fellow who, looking ahead, nodded and said, “It seems Secretary Nie really is in a hurry. The grave flood prevention situation throughout Hongjiang has made even him disregard these formalities. Using the siren and loudspeaker to clear the way; this is the first I remember.”

From Hongcheng to Lushan, the distance is approximately 130 kilometers. Under normal weather, the journey that should take about an hour was significantly prolonged.

As the car entered the vicinity of Lushan, about thirty kilometers away from Lushan City, the intensity of the rain had also lessened considerably. The speed of the car had increased significantly, reaching a speed of 120 kilometers per hour.

Glancing at his wristwatch, it was almost twelve o’clock. Nie Zhenbang then instructed, “Dai, the rain has lessened, turn off the emergency lights. Don’t go to the Lushan Municipal Party Committee, head directly to the dike. Hong, call Liu Junwei from Lushan City, I’ll speak to him.”

On the other end, Hong Feng took out his phone and dialed the number of Liu Junwei, the Secretary of the Lushan Municipal Party Committee. As the dial tone beeped, Liu Junwei’s voice came through, “Secretary-General Hong, hello.”

Hong Feng also spoke, “Secretary Liu, please hold on a second, Secretary Nie would like to speak with you.”

Liu Junwei was already in his vehicle, as Secretary Nie was coming to Lushan personally to direct the flood control work, it was essential for Secretary Liu Junwei to meet him.

Hearing Hong Feng’s words, Liu Junwei immediately sat up straight, waiting for a greeting from the earpiece, and immediately said, “Secretary Nie, hello. This is Liu Junwei from Lushan City.”

The voice of Nie Zhenbang was steady and stern, without any fluctuation, “Comrade Junwei, hello. How is the situation at Lushan Dike now?”

“Reporting to Secretary Nie, the Lushan Dike is still secure for now. At this time, the entire city has been mobilized. The people within a ten-kilometer radius along the dike have been urgently evacuated. We have made all the necessary preparations. Please rest assured, Secretary Nie,” replied Liu.

Reassured by this news, Nie Zhenbang continued, “Comrade Junwei, I am almost at Lushan City proper. There is no need to arrange for personnel to meet me in the city; I will go directly to the dike. Just wait for me there.”

After hanging up the phone, Liu Junwei’s expression turned very serious, and he instructed his driver, “Turn around, back to the dike.”

Liu Junwei was very clear about Nie Zhenbang’s character; he was meticulous in his speech and actions. He meant what he said, without any discount. If one thought it was just a formality and went to greet him, a reprimand was certain to await.

After the phone call, as Nie Zhenbang’s motorcade entered the vicinity of Lushan Dike, it was already one in the afternoon.

At that time, fortune had come their way. The rain had stopped, but the sky remained overcast with dark clouds overhead, seemingly brewing an even bigger storm.

The car directly drove up onto Lushan Dike. At the most vital section of the dike, it was already teeming with people. As Nie Zhenbang’s car stopped, Liu Junwei led a group that had come forward to meet them.

Liu Junwei went to the left rear car door to open it for Nie Zhenbang, respectfully greeting, “Secretary Nie.”

Nie Zhenbang nodded, his expression solemn and serious. After shaking hands, he strode toward the dike.

His black shoes and white shirt appeared exceptionally clean at this moment. The road on the dike was muddy and along the side, at intervals, piles of sand and gravel were placed with a tent set up over them. Some of the sand and gravel were already bagged, neatly stacked by these tents. Electric cables had been drawn up from below, and the entirety of the dike stretched off into the distance, seemingly forming a continuous line.

Looking around, one could see rows of Red Flags. Some read Lushan Public Security Bureau Red Flag, some read a certain troop’s assault battalion, and others read a certain village’s party member post.

The muddy floodwaters were slapping against the bank of the dike, making a clapping sound. The body of water appeared extremely wide. Seeing the situation firsthand, Nie Zhenbang’s heart felt somewhat eased. The preparations for flood control and flood fighting were quite adequate, with sufficient materials and personnel, and every aspect of the work was well organized. This made Nie Zhenbang nod slightly.

Turning around, he glanced at Liu Junwei beside him, “Comrade Junwei, what is the current hydrological situation? How much above the warning level is it? Moreover, regarding the major tributaries within the province, what are their flow rates, and do they have any impact on Lushan Dike? Furthermore, once the flood peak from the upstream areas arrives, can Lushan Dike ensure safety?”

Upon hearing Nie Zhenbang’s inquiries, Liu Junwei’s face grew serious. From these questions alone, one could perceive Nie Zhenbang’s professionalism. The water level’s height was an important indicator for flood control and fighting; the size of the inflow was a key factor, and the condition of the dike was of utmost importance.

After pondering for a moment, Liu Junwei then answered, “Secretary Nie, at the moment, the water level has exceeded the danger level. According to the latest measurements, the water level is still rising at about five centimeters per hour. If this continues for three more days, I’m worried that the dike may be at risk. Just now, we received news from Heishipu Town along Lushan Dike that there are signs of piping.”

Hearing this, Nie Zhenbang’s brow furrowed. Piping? That was not good news. If it was not dealt with promptly, it could lead to the softening of the dike’s soil, eventually resulting in a breach.

Without delay, Nie Zhenbang spoke in a grave tone, “Let’s go, get back in the car, and head to Heishipu Town.” (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (NovelFire.net) to cast your recommendation votes and monthly votes, your support is my greatest motivation.)