Crossing the Western Tianshan Mountains

The tunnel was quiet for a while. Only Lin Jinghui, Wu Yongjie and two workers were still struggling forward in the mud, making a flowing sound.

Then, someone was crying.

It was a sharp cry that was extremely suppressed but could not be suppressed. Ling Fengxi turned around and looked at the workers who were standing there in a daze. Most of them were standing there in fear as if they had lost their souls.

Ling Fengxi's palms and clothes were completely wet at this moment, but his tone was slightly stern, "What are you still standing there for? Pull the person out quickly, there are still a lot of equipment that needs to be rescued, start the operation immediately!"

The workers who had just escaped from the mud began to use steel frames, steel fibers, or manual engineering vehicles. In short, any light and relatively safe tools that could move in the mud were used. The most important thing was to rescue all the shield machines.

Because there is actually a lot of cement slurry mixed in the mud. Not to mention the cement slurry, just the mud itself, once it solidifies, the things trapped in it will basically be scrapped.

The workers were still in shock and had to work in the mud again. Finally, someone couldn't hold on any longer. He threw something on the ground and screamed in despair, "I quit! I quit! Damn it! I quit!"

After shouting a few times, there was an unprecedented silence.

The workers who should have been rushing into the mud were still rushing into the mud, those who should have been pulling people out were still pulling people out, and those who should have been using machinery to test whether they could build a low scaffolding in the mud were still working on the steel frame...

It seemed that no one paid any attention to the man's collapse and screams.

But in fact, it was not that they ignored it, but they were afraid that they could not help themselves. Many workers had red eyes, but they were holding their breath and did not say a word, so much so that their faces turned red.

I was afraid that as soon as I was born, I would yell or cry too.

They all understood the man's feelings, but collectively chose to remain silent.

Ling Fengxi didn't even look back at the worker, nor did Wu Yongjie, because at this time, if anyone wanted to leave, they would completely understand, and there was no reason to persuade them to stay.

Going or not going is all expected.

The worker squatted on the ground and cried suppressedly twice, then sighed in frustration, stood up, and rushed into the mud to rescue the equipment.

……

Not long after, the medical team arrived. The entire medical team came out in full force. When they arrived at the location, they found that everyone was walking back and forth in the mud and working hard, while other workers moved a small hole in the concrete wall and began to dig the mud onto the construction vehicle. The construction vehicle filled with mud then transported the mud out.

Li Jianguo watched these actions silently with a gloomy face. Wu Yongjie had already taken off his muddy clothes and was only wearing underwear, shivering with cold.

A worker from another department who hadn't participated in the mud battle took off his coat and offered it to Li Jianguo. He took it and asked, "This slurry burst is quite large and serious. Jianguo, now that the mud has been transported out, is there another big hole ahead that needs more sand and gravel to fill?"

Li Jianguo nodded. "According to the long-term regulations, this is necessary. The slurry outburst has created a huge cavity in the active fault zone. If it is not filled, not only will our construction be very dangerous, but the area above the tunnel will also be unsafe. It is easy for it to collapse, causing casualties to people and animals."

Wu Yongjie slapped his forehead, bent down with a look of heartache, and scooped up a handful of wet mud. "Little mud, little mud, why are you so ignorant? You should unite and stay where you are. Why did you show up like this? It will cause huge losses!"

……

But in fact, the problem of the active fracture bag has not been solved at all. This piece of stratum is like a broken rag doll that cannot be glued together. Now it has also produced slurry bursts, which can be said to have brought huge difficulties to the project. Moreover, after the slurry bursts, the loose area of ​​the active fracture zone increases, which may cause secondary slurry bursts or collapses. There is no guarantee for the safety of workers' operations.

The technical difficulty is also increasing exponentially, and the cost is also increasing exponentially. In this cold winter, the workers have to dig, fill, shield, protect, and dig up the filled areas again... In other words, this section of the project will involve repeated digging and filling processes.

It consumes more than just physical strength; it tests people's spirit. Every repetition is a crushing and torture to the workers' spirit.

Of course, it was also a torture for Ling Fengxi and Wu Yongjie.

It was also a torture for Li Jianguo and Yan Zhuoyong.

There were no casualties this time, and it was precisely because Wu Yongjie was personally present on the scene that he was able to discover the problem in time. He used his prestige to intimidate all the workers, and they escaped danger step by step under his command. If Wu Yongjie was not present today, and there were only the workers, I am afraid that heavy casualties would have occurred.

I say this not to praise Wu Yongjie, but to say that this is indeed a very hard project that requires a leader or a person in charge to be present at all times to supervise or even personally take charge of.

Ling Fengxi certainly understood the crux of the matter. He patted Wu Yongjie on the shoulder and praised him, "As expected of Wu Lao Hu. If it were anyone else, we'd be in big trouble."

Wu Yongjie is not proud this time...

"Leader, I would rather die than let the workers die. If the workers die, I will be responsible. If I die, I will not be responsible. You will be responsible."

Ling Fengxi:......

Their conversation happened to be heard by Fang Ya who was passing by them. Her white coat was now covered with mud, even on her face.

Hearing Wu Yongjie's words, I suddenly remembered the last time he was hospitalized. No relatives signed for him, and no relatives were willing to come and see him. His ex-wife and daughter were also indifferent and ignored him.

Wu Yongjie is about to die, and there is really no one responsible.

Ling Fengxi is a leader and represents the official. Of course, he must have made arrangements for Wu Yongjie, but he is not a relative.

Fang Ya felt inexplicably sad. She walked over to Wu Yongjie, patted his shoulder, and said with a smile, "I am the doctor. If you die, I, the doctor, will be responsible. It's my fault that I didn't treat you well."

Wu Yongjie was stunned for a moment, then he smiled brightly as usual, "You are responsible for what you said, and you are not allowed to regret it."

Fang Ya simply pulled him aside and said, "Come and take some cold medicine. The mud is really cold. Mud close to zero degrees is terrifying. All of you who went down into the mud to rescue equipment will need to take a week off. I'll make you some Chinese herbal medicine for a bath."

"That's great, I'd love to." Wu Yongjie agreed quickly.