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Chapter 291 Can This Wind Become a Spirit?

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One day has passed since the typhoon.

However, emergency rescue and disaster relief are still going on in an orderly manner.

Generally speaking, the 48 hours after a typhoon is the golden repair period. After all, in today’s society, a family’s power outage for one or two hours is acceptable to everyone, and the masses can understand it, but a 48-hour power outage is a terrible thing. thing.

If many people don't understand, they will be irritable and report all kinds of things.

This morning, Director Li of the provincial company organized a meeting of the top leaders of the disaster-stricken municipal companies in the province, and gave important instructions, requiring that 48% of the power supply in the area must be restored within 80 hours.

This is a hard requirement and a dead command.

Mr. Tian finished the meeting of the provincial company, and also organized a meeting for everyone. The request he gave was: within 48 hours, [-]% of the power supply in the area should be restored, and each area should still be responsible for it.

After listening, Chu Yang had nothing to say.

You have to understand that it is not easy to be a leader, and it is not a new thing to add layers of weight. It was commonplace in the previous company. You have to give the leader a small space, or room for maneuver.

And from the leader's point of view, your death is better than his death.

When Mr. Tian was about to end the meeting, he said solemnly: "Mr. Liang, I heard that one of your employees had an accident. What's the matter?"

Mr. Liang replied briefly: "Mr. Tian, ​​hey, this is an accident. The staff went out to repair and were hit by a big tree that was blown down by the strong wind. They suffered a brain hemorrhage, and the repair was invalid."

Mr. Tian pouted his mouth: "Mr. Liang, this matter is big or small. We must handle it carefully, so as not to chill the hearts of the employees."

Mr. Liang: "This is indeed an accident. I have already discussed with their families. When the time comes, the amount of compensation will be a lot. After the typhoon, he will be named a hero, so that he will sacrifice what he deserves and die. valuable."

A worthy death is a worthwhile death.

Ha ha.

Mr. Liang, you are really interesting.

Mr. Tian pondered for a while, and said directly: "Let the people in the Propaganda Department dig out his glorious deeds and build him into a perfect image of a hero who is desperate for emergency repairs. For urgent repairs, personal safety must be put first, and this kind of thing cannot happen again."

The dead are always dead, and the living still need to live.

This world is so cruel.

Chu Yang didn't want to say anything, but just mourned in his heart, and quickly asked the five directors of the southern area to report on their power restoration, and asked them if they could restore power within 5 hours.

Most of the directors patted their chests and said yes, but the director Mao of the Magic Dragon Institute hesitated, saying that his side was more severely affected by the disaster, it might be more difficult to handle, and everyone's support was needed.

On the phone, Chu Yang didn't know what was going on with him, so Chu Yang called Sister Hua and rushed to Molong Town without stopping. In the car, Chu Yang asked Sister Hua, "Sister Hua, you are from Molong Town, right? "

Sister Hua replied: "Yes, I grew up in Magic Dragon Town."

Chu Yang: "Then you should have heard about the situation in Demon Dragon Town. Is the wind stronger over there?"

Sister Hua frowned and replied: "No, it's all the same, and Magic Dragon Town is surrounded by mountains, so the wind should be less. I heard from my aunt that the crops are all fine, and it's not particularly serious."

Chu Yang: "Then why did Director Mao say that this side was the most severely affected?"

Sister Hua straightened her chest, expressing that she didn't know.

Chu Yang also felt that there was something wrong with this.

Soon I arrived at Molong Town. Along the way, I found that the trees here did not look as badly damaged as other towns, but the power lines here were the most completely damaged. Some of the concrete towers were even damaged by the typhoon. Uprooted and messed up, it was horrible.

Chu Yang was very surprised and shocked when he saw this situation.

Could it be that this wind can also specifically target power lines?
This is perfect.

It stands to reason that the concrete poles and towers after the transformation of the rural power grid are all solid, extremely heavy, and they are all planted extremely deep. In addition, they are cylindrical and have a particularly small force-bearing area, so they should not be so easily damaged by typhoons. Just pull it out.

Then why is the line here damaged so badly?
Chu Yang came to a place, ignored the heavy rain, directly asked the driver to stop, got out of the car in the rain, came to an overturned concrete pole to check carefully, stepped on it, and found that the whole concrete pole was not damaged. What's the problem, it's still very hard.

But Chu Yang himself has many years of working experience in power supply stations, and he is very familiar with the requirements of concrete poles and towers for power supply lines. He thinks that he and his comrades carried these giants back then.

This is a concrete tower for a 10kV line. Judging by the posted label, it should be a 12-meter-long tower. But looking at the black soil below the tower, it can be judged that the buried depth underneath is only about 1.2.

After thinking about it for a while, Chu Yang immediately understood.

要知道，按照电力公司供电线路的要求：10米水泥电杆埋深必须大于1.5米、12米水泥电线杆埋深需大于2米、15米水泥电线杆大于2.5米、18米水泥电杆埋深大于3.5米、21米水泥电线杆埋深大于4米。

In other words, the burial depth of the concrete towers in Molong Town does not meet the requirements at all, no wonder the wind blows and they fall down.

In fact, it’s not that the burial depth is not enough. It should be those birdmen in these power stations who cut corners, greedy for kickbacks, and dared to replace the 15-meter cement tower with a 12-meter one. The height is not enough. We were able to play tricks on depth of burial.

After all, when you check and accept, you can't see what's underneath.

It is impossible for you to dig up the tower to see it.

This concrete tower, which is not buried deep enough, can operate normally when there is no strong wind, but how can it survive in this level of strong wind? It is inevitable.

Chu Yang suddenly felt furious, some people are really too much, it's outrageous, you can't eat it anywhere, but here.

Chu Yang just wanted to call Director Mao Juntong and tell him to roll over.

This Director Mao's car just happened to appear, and he walked over with a smile on his face, a briefcase in his hand, well dressed, a round face, a fat head and big ears, this director is really living a nourishing life .

Damn, at this time, his body is so clean.

You are such a land emperor.

"Director Chu, Director Chu, why are you here? Oh, the road is so muddy and dirty that people can't lift their feet when walking on it. Damn typhoon, hurry up and have a cup of tea with me in the office. Just leave it to them here."

Director Mao walked like a little girl, standing on tiptoes in various ways, for fear of getting his clothes dirty. He probably didn't see Chu Yang's angry eyes, and he still looked very polite and courteous.

Chu Yang suppressed his anger, stared at him and asked coldly: "Director Mao, what time is it, and you still have the mind to drink tea? You are so excited, Mr. Tian and his elders can't live without you laid back."

Director Mao seemed surprised by Chu Yang's tone, or perhaps realized that the situation was wrong, so he quickly stood to attention and replied like a quail: "Well, Director Chu, I'm wronged, I knew you were coming, so I let people pick you up." The tea is waiting for you, I just came down from the mountain repaired earlier."

Chu Yang really fucking wants to laugh, your clothes don't even have any dirt on them, tell me you went to rush to repair them?
Are you kidding me.

(End of this chapter)