Chapter 159 The central cabinet government comes forward (asking for monthly votes)

Chapter 159 The central cabinet government comes forward (asking for monthly votes)

Be it the train set, Fatima, or Anurag.

Gu Ji has only one purpose:

Let the Central Cabinet Government of India come forward.

This is not just about completing the game objectives, but Assam is indeed in trouble at the moment.

The existing emergency rescue force of the state government is simply not enough to deal with such a large-scale flood attack. If Gu Ji hadn't repeatedly emphasized that a large number of victims near the river bank had been relocated in advance, who knows how many more people would have been washed away by the flood!

Anurag pursed his lips in the receiver and said hesitantly:

"The situation you predicted is indeed possible and the situation is serious. But even if I report it to the Central Cabinet now, from holding an emergency meeting to making decisions and mobilizing military region troops, it will probably take half a day at the earliest. By then..."

“Minister, so I suggest you call on hundreds of thousands of victims in disaster evacuation centers to publish disaster relief petitions on online media, and then contact the Director of the National Disaster Management Bureau of the NDMA and the Secretary of the Ministry of Environment, bypass the Cabinet Secretary and Cabinet Ministers, and jointly report directly to the Prime Minister’s Office !”

As Anurag said, the complexity of India's central cabinet government is even greater than that of state governments.

India has a prime ministerial cabinet system. Under the prime minister, there are cabinet ministers and ministerial secretaries, which are equivalent to the ministers and deputy ministers of various ministries in our country. Only after double approval by the two, documents and reports will enter the hands of the cabinet secretary. The Cabinet Secretary is the highest head in the Indian administrative department system. He reports directly to the Prime Minister and is responsible for connecting the Prime Minister's Office and different administrative departments of the Indian government.

Let’s not talk about the time wasted going through layers of approvals.

The most critical thing is that many high-ranking ministers are useless, especially in emergency response, and lack crisis sensitivity.

This is mainly because many of India's democratically elected ministers are political cadres from different parties, or simply came to power through nepotism among party leaders. Therefore, it can be said that they have basically no relevant experience in managing the business of specific national departments. Even ignorant.

Regarding this point, Gu Ji also studied typical negative cases in the anti-terrorism emergency response class at the university.

It is also known as the "11.26 Mumbai Terrorist Attack".

One of the teachers pointed out by name that the Minister of Home Affairs of India completely lacked corresponding emergency training for the CRPF Central Reserve Police Force. The National Security Guard, that is, the Indian Special Police Force, also lacked the most basic emergency response speed. It only took an hour and a half to make a decision. time, it took 10 hours to arrive at the scene of the attack, and even made an international joke that "special police arrived at the scene in a bus", resulting in the death of hundreds of innocent people.

Gu Ji didn't want to fail this mission again and lose his arm and kidney, so he could only resort to "dirty tricks".

Anurag has been in the Indian officialdom for a long time and knows that reporting beyond one level is a taboo in the officialdom.

But it has to be said that extraordinary measures are used in extraordinary times. A minute faster at this time would probably save one more life of a disaster victim, so he grinned and agreed.

"You have so many ways! I will get started. You and Fatima must do your best to ensure the safety of the victims in the train. At the critical moment, if it doesn't work, just abandon the train and run away. It is better than drowning alive in it!"

"Yes! Minister!"

Gu Ji knew that Anurag was a practical official and would definitely agree with his approach.

Next.

Just wait! Waiting for the central government’s aid to be approved!

But Gu Ji did not sit still. After he put down the phone, he first ordered the train to cover the red cloth with a flashlight or light source every 10 knots, shine it outward and wave it, and stick several reflective flags he bought on the window glass. to make them easier for rescue teams to spot.

Then he rushed straight to Car No. 2, which is the health care car.

Along the way, the emergency lighting of some carriages was still there, while some carriages were severely damaged and pitch black. Only the black faces of the victims could be seen reflected in the bright light of their white mobile phones.

The raging floods are still hitting both sides of the train's glass, but perhaps after the initial raging period, the water level has gradually dropped, falling back to half of the window. Indian soldiers are still busy dealing with leaks in the carriages, while the victims Under Fatima's arrangement, the network was constantly refreshed, trying to post the disaster situation in the carriage to the Internet.

Fatima saw Gu Ji coming over and briefly reported the results.

"Government officials are actively seeking help from nearby state governments. Currently, they have only contacted two. Manipur has clearly refused, but Galaya has promised to send police and fire fighters to rescue. Due to the problem of heavy rains, the victims' mobile phones have been blocked. Without network signal, many situations and videos cannot be sent out!”

"This is caused by damage to the signal base station and communication congestion caused by multiple people online at the same time in a short period of time. According to batches, messages will be sent to the trains of cars, and pictures will be sent first. Also, take more photos of the soldiers."

Gu Ji glanced at the Indian soldier and whispered in Fatima's ear.

Perhaps due to the differences between men and women in India, Fatima was a little frightened by his "getting close" action. Her ears turned red when she "rubbed" her. She lowered her head and was at a loss as to how to dress.

She didn't react until Gu Ji was far away.

The reason why Gu Ji asked Fatima to take more pictures of soldiers is simple. On the one hand, it is to promote the positive image of soldiers, which is equivalent to putting the Indian military region on the moral high ground. On the other hand, it is also to attract the attention of the military.

If they did not send additional troops for support, they would have to watch the nearly 120 soldiers on the train drown alive.

Arriving near Car No. 2, the car was illuminated by orange lanterns.

From the door, Gu Ji heard a lot of screams and moans. He grabbed one of the female emergency doctors in a white coat with a red dot on her eyebrows and asked, "How is the situation?"

"It's not optimistic. Currently, 8 people have died on the train. 7 of them died of suffocation in a rollover and stampede. 1 person just passed away due to excessive bleeding. The remaining 13 people are seriously injured and 64 people have moderate to minor injuries. This carriage is very We are running out of supplies. The most important thing is that the medical resources in the train are very limited. Tourniquets and bandages are no longer enough. Several patients are almost unable to survive and need blood transfusions as soon as possible."

The red dot female doctor shook her head, her words were very anxious.

Gu Ji immediately threw off his backpack and took out all the bandages, freeze-dried chitosan hemostatic dressings, and spinning tourniquets. He only kept two sets of hemostatic bandages for his own use. "He listed the seriously injured patients who needed blood transfusions." Once a list came out, I asked the soldiers to find volunteers on the train to donate blood."

When the red-dot female doctor saw these medical supplies, she was so surprised that she stood there like a piece of wood.

The hemostatic dressings Gu Ji carried alone were equivalent to almost 20% of the medical supplies on the entire train. What the first responders did not expect was that his method of handling hemostasis was no less than that of professional medical care, and even the processing speed was More professional than many people here.

In fact, when Gu Ji first purchased medical supplies, he focused on hemostasis, and bought very few other related antidiarrheal, anti-inflammatory, antibiotics and other medicines.

Whether it is a disaster, accident, or injury caused by a man-made attack, blood loss will occur more or less.

The principle of tactical first aid he learned is "MARCH", which means initial treatment of the wounded in the order of controlling massive bleeding, opening the airway, ensuring breathing and blood circulation, and dealing with head injuries and hypothermia.

Among them, blood loss poses the most urgent threat to the lives of the wounded, and it is a situation that must be dealt with first in the first aid system. Taking the battlefield with the highest mortality rate as an example, fatal bleeding accounts for about 85% of preventable combat injuries and deaths, and is the most common cause of combat trauma. The number one cause of death.

Therefore, controlling massive bleeding is the first priority.

After Gu Ji handed all the medical supplies to the female doctor, while helping to treat the injuries, he turned to the injured in the carriage and shouted loudly: "Please everyone, please work hard and persevere. The state government has sent a boat emergency team to arrive." , when the time comes, I will give priority to sending seriously injured patients to the hospital for treatment, so you must not give up hope of survival!"

"Thank you, distinguished Mr. Vidi!"

"Ahem...Mr. Vidi, you must be the apostle sent by Lord Shiva to save us. I must thank you for your generous help!"

As he said that, one of the Indian uncles with bleeding head was about to kneel down from his seat, but was hurriedly stopped by the medical staff on the side.

Most of the injured victims here are low-caste people. For them, they have never received such attention.

Not to mention that the "Vidhi" played by Gu Ji is himself a high-caste person. This is equivalent to the ancient dignitaries showing sympathy to the untouchables. Although it is a bit exaggerated, for the current society in India, especially in remote areas, this is It is one of the realistic portrayals.

Fatima saw this with her eyes, recorded it with mobile phone photos, and posted it online.

"Pap, tap..."

Unconsciously, a sound like beans frying began to appear on the roof of the train and outside the windows.

Gu Ji raised his head, pulled out a strong flashlight and looked outside. Even through the window, he could still feel the roar of the flood. The dripping raindrops, accompanied by the sound of the wind, poured down, hitting the glass like a waterfall. "La" flowed down.

Fatima looked at the time on her phone.

"It's already 10:07, the atmospheric pressure has dropped to 995 hectopascals, and the tropical low pressure precipitation has arrived!"

"Zizi...Car No. 56 reported that a bright light was seen outside the train, it seems to be rescue..."

"Oh! Thank God! Help is on the way!"

"ah--!"

…

Just as she finished speaking, the voice of a soldier's report came from the intercom on Gu Ji's chest. But before he could finish speaking, the excited cheers of the victims could be heard in the background.

"Oops……"

He secretly thought something bad. The first aid team that came over at this time must be the two additional fire rescue boats sent by Anurag. They couldn't save a few people at all. He also agreed to arrange for the seriously injured patients to leave first in the health care carriage.

Human nature has a selfish side.

Everyone hopes that they will be the first to be rescued, but when everyone learns that they are not included in this batch of rescues, the negative emotions of "broken hope" will burst out instantly. Once a rhythm is formed, it will be out of control. It may even undermine his credibility and command authority and trigger artificial conflicts.

"Fatima, let government officials and soldiers calm down the victims immediately!"

Gu Ji hurriedly gave orders, quickly took off his fragrant medical gloves and ran towards the rear of the carriage.

But no matter how the soldiers suppressed it, human beings' instinct for survival is always the strongest. Even though they were far away, he heard the sound coming from the back half of the train. He took out the walkie-talkie again and shouted:

"Everyone! Don't cheer! Don't jump! The train can't bear everyone's collective intrusion! This can easily cause the carriage to sink into the mud and be flooded earlier..."

Wow——!

"ah!!"

"Water is spraying in! Galawa! What's wrong with you, Galawa!"

Just when Gu Ji ran to the 51st carriage, the heavily damaged carriage was shaken by the cheers of the victims. Suddenly, the windows shattered, and a huge water column spurted in, instantly punching out the nearest victim and smashing his head. It hit the table next to it, and blood flowed out like a faucet that was turned on.

"Everyone, stop making trouble! Car No. 51! In Car No. 51, someone was injured in the head and lost blood and passed out. Press the bleeding point immediately! Wait for medical rescue! Soldiers, seal the broken windows quickly!"

Gu Ji is extremely busy.

They need to reprimand the victims, contact the medical emergency team, and instruct soldiers to plug the leaks, all without stopping.

Finally, he finally reached the back of the carriage.

Under the red light signal of the soldiers, the fire boat emergency team slowly docked at the passage of the 56th carriage.

Through the window.

Everyone saw that there were two emergency teams, each with two assault boats and two fishing boats, a total of eight. The assault boat was a 3.8-meter orange inflatable rubber boat with a small external engine, and the fishing boat was about 4 meters long. A small unpowered boat.

Based on the size of the assault boat, it can only accommodate up to six people. Excluding the driver and the firefighters responsible for the rescue, at full cost, the two rescue teams can only take away fifteen or six people.

Some of the smarter victims seemed to understand this, and the smiles on their faces immediately disappeared.

The leader of the firefighting boat captain, Hu Zha, grabbed the handle of the train door through the tunnel and tried to communicate with the people inside the train through the slight gap.

"I am Azim, the water rescue captain of the Dispur fire station. The state disaster management minister called us here. Who is Mr. Vidhi? What is the situation inside?"

"I'm Vidi!"

Gu Ji asked Fatima and the soldiers to arrange for the train to be quiet, and then shouted against the crack of the door: "The train is still barely holding on, and the rain may get heavier at any time. The train is at risk of being submerged. We need more rescue." !”

Because there were victims of the disaster listening at the scene, it was impossible for him to say everything.

In fact, train silence is inevitable.

Azim wiped the rain off his beard, looked at the length of the train, and shook his head, "There are too many people in the train. The rescue team is all staying in the town now. I will report the scene situation to the director. , but I’m afraid I can only take away 15 people this time, you need to make a decision as soon as possible!”

"Take away the seriously injured patients and children first! You go forward, in Car No. 3! We will meet in the train bathroom..."

Unexpectedly, before Gu could finish his words, he was rejected by the victims behind him.

"Why pull them first? Since they are all seriously injured and won't live long, why not save those who can survive first?"

"That's right! We have waited here for so long and even helped repair leaks in the carriage, but the result is worse than a few old, weak, sick and disabled people. What kind of nonsense is this!"

"Dear Mr. Vidi, please let me go first. I am also seriously ill and my blood sugar has not been good..."

"Mr. Vidi, I respect your command ability, but I think this rescue and evacuation plan is somewhat inappropriate. Government officials and social elites should be given priority. These are the people who have contributed to Assam. As for Those low-caste refugees, you can just do superficial things, I am Swaraj, I work in the office of the state government secretary, make friends..."

The victims were coming and going, each one talking very fast and louder, with the tendency to start an argument if they disagreed.

Gu Ji glanced around and found that apart from the volunteers, some of them were from upper castes.

The most interesting thing is that a government official finally grabbed his shoulder and took him to a corner, muttering in a low voice. Compared with his identity, his expression and tone were full of sarcasm.

Gu Ji gently pulled off the other party's wrist, turned his back to the passage wall, turned to look at the victims, took out the walkie-talkie and said:

"I'm sorry. Please listen to me first. The state government's current rescue force is really limited. It is impossible to rescue everyone at the same time. Rescues need to be carried out in batches. I promise you that I will accompany you until the end. Take everyone away from here, but before that, I also hope that you will not be in a hurry, prioritize the situation, and give priority to the patients who need more treatment to leave first!"

"Mr. Vidi, since the state government's capabilities are limited, why do you think it can rescue so many of us?"

"He just talks nice! In fact, it's not officials like them who have the final say on who to take away! Maybe he himself will be the first to escape!"

"I just saw him whispering something to that sly-looking official. He must be trying to get rid of us!"

"It's starting to rain outside. We're not really going to drown here, are we?"

"This Vidy Daly is a complete liar! I heard it just now. If I had known that the government rescue teams were in the town, it would be better not to get on the train and stay at home. It would be safer than here!"

Unexpectedly, Gu Ji's patient explanation not only failed to convince the victims, but instead aroused greater resistance from everyone.

He squinted his eyes and noticed that the ones who sprayed the most were the first batch of retorts, and among them was the secretary's office that he rejected.

Fatima on the side was so angry that her face turned red and blue.

"Shut up! Do you want to listen to what you said! Vidi has been running around since the first day of the heavy rain, thinking about how to save everyone. If he hadn't predicted the disaster in advance, we might have It was submerged by the floods; the rescue team was deployed in the town, not because there was a problem with the transfer strategy, but because the current disaster in the town was more serious, and the flood level was close to six meters. I would like to ask everyone present whose house exceeds this height?"

"And how many people can stay in a building over 6 meters in the town? Let's think about it again. When the flood came, was Vidi the first to remind everyone, and was he the first to stabilize the chaotic carriage? Was he the first to stand up and direct everyone to stop the leaks and save the wounded? If such a hero can be slandered as a sinner, even Lord Shiva in the sky will be angry!"

Maybe it was Fatima's stern tone that woke everyone up, or maybe it was the last sentence of "Lord Shiva" that aroused the conscience of the victims.

At this time, a wizened old man with curly hair and gray hair, wearing a tattered orange robe, knelt down in the water with his hands clasped together.

"Call God's name, may God bless you! When the goddess Ganges descended from the snow-capped mountains to earth, in order to prevent the water from being too strong and drowning all living beings, Shiva personally took the water with his head and let the Ganges flow through his hair for thousands of years. After buffering, it flows into the human world..."

What he was telling was the mythical story of Lord Shiva's self-sacrifice, which meant that Gu Ji was the embodiment of Lord Shiva's spiritual power, coming to save the common people.

After hearing this, many people lowered their heads in shame.

If you think about it carefully, everything is just as Fatima said. From the time of the train accident to now, Gu Ji has indeed been at the front. Without him, I am afraid the train would have been submerged.

Gu Ji took this opportunity to raise his tone.

"Don't worry, everyone. I have reported to the central cabinet government through three channels. I believe that the military will soon send a large number of additional air and water troops to rescue everyone. As for the first batch of rescued people who you are worried about having false identities, I welcome everyone to personally supervise. But if someone maliciously sows discord among the people, puts people on the spot, puts labels on them, or creates confrontation, then don’t blame me for taking coercive measures against you!”

He said the last sentence word for word, a cold and fierce light flashed in his eyes, and his right hand deliberately touched the fire ax in the side pocket of his backpack, which immediately made the men who deliberately provoked shudder.

The Indian soldiers looked at each other and took the initiative to stand up, staring at the leader of the victims with a stern expression, as a way of supporting Gu Ji.

As soldiers, they know that they must be tough at this time, otherwise in a closed environment, once the people develop a rebellious mentality, there will be a split in power.

By now.

Righteous ethics, personnel and force, government appointments, on-site command authority, and medical and food resources.

With everything in Gu Ji's hands, the victims naturally didn't dare to continue making trouble.

He quickly ran back to Car No. 3 with Fatima.

One good thing about old-fashioned trains in India is the air vents!

That's right, similar to the earliest domestic green trains, there is no air conditioning. In summer, you can only rely on fans to dissipate heat, and the vents are set up in the bathroom to dissipate the smell.

"Everyone, be careful!"

Gu Ji warned, and forcefully pulled open the bathroom door. With a "crash", a large amount of sewage mixed with a disgusting stench hit his face.

This is because the flood water pours up through the squat holes at the bottom, and the smell is definitely unpleasant.

Fortunately, he was wearing waterproof work clothes for underground work. Government and soldiers including Fatima had already put on rubber boots and waterproof coats.

Gu Ji stepped on the iron edges on both sides of the toilet, pulled out the fire ax, replaced it with a crowbar, and used force to open the vent at the top.

It was a circular vent with a cover on it. When it was covered, there were only four slits as thin as a finger for exhausting air. When they were all opened, it was enough for one person to pass through.

The rain hit his face along the air vent.

At this time, the fire brigade people also climbed to the top of the train through the side, and the captain Azim had an incredible tone.

"Oh my god, there's such a long train buried in the flood, how do you keep it from being submerged?"

"Maybe it's God's blessing."

Gu Ji was too lazy to explain too much. The injured should be transferred as soon as possible. "Many seriously injured patients have lost too much blood and are very weak. You must be careful when transferring from the top to the assault boat. It is best to tie up a safety rope." set!"

After reminding the firefighter, he began to ask Fatima to place nearby suitcases and supplies at the bottom of the bathroom to make it easier for the injured to pass through the exhaust hole.

The victims in Car No. 3 next door were just lying at the door, looking pitifully at those who had been blessed by the god of luck and could leave the train, at least no longer having to stand in the muddy water.

In the process of transporting the injured.

The phone in Gu Ji's pocket vibrated again. He asked Fatima to continue to stare at it. When he answered the phone, he saw that it was Disaster Minister Anurag. "Minister, is there any news?"

"Yes, the director has already met with the Prime Minister with the information. Your move is indeed powerful. Now the media incident about the flood in northern Assam has been on the Indian news hot search, New Delhi TV, and the "India Today" website After everyone reported this, the Prime Minister got angry on the spot and rebuked the environment and water conservancy ministers for their poor performance. It is estimated that the higher authorities will contact the train to communicate the situation soon, so you must seize the opportunity."

"Thanks to the minister for his efforts, we are saved now!"

Gu Ji deliberately amplified his voice and told these words to the onlookers. When these people heard the word "rescued", their hearts were ignited with blazing hope again.

Not long after, the train conductor's voice came over the intercom:

"Zizi, this is the train set. The director of the National Disaster Management Bureau wants to know the specific situation inside the train. Mr. Vidi, I'm afraid I have to trouble you to come over!"

"good!"

Gu Ji had been waiting for this moment for too long, and he hurriedly ran towards the rear of the car. The conductor's office was usually in the middle of the train, or next to the dining car, usually in carriages 8 to 11.

Arriving at Car No. 10, several conductors in khaki uniforms looked at Gu Ji with big eyes and small eyes, as if they didn't expect that the man who handled the train crisis was so young.

The first, a middle-aged Indian man with a mustache and a two-bar epaulette, shook the black wired walkie-talkie in his hand and handed it over, "The signal may not be good sometimes. If you hear noise, you have to repeat it a few times." all over."

"Okay, I'm Vidy Daly, can you hear me?"

"Are you the deputy disaster commissioner recommended by Anurag? Tell me, what's the current situation in the train..."

"I'm very sorry, Director, we really don't have much time. I need a leader who can give decisive orders to talk to me. Send messages back and forth to discuss, it will only waste golden rescue time!"

When Gu Ji said this, the train conductor on the side was so frightened that he almost choked to death. He could only cover his mouth and cough.

That is the Director-General of the Central Cabinet Government!

In addition to the Prime Minister, Cabinet Secretary, Cabinet Ministers, and Ministry Secretaries, they are the most powerful officials of the national branch!

Unexpectedly, there was a laugh on the phone. The director of the National Disaster Management Bureau didn't seem angry. Then the call went blank for two seconds, and then someone changed on the other end of the receiver. His voice was obviously lower and more serious.

"I am Cabinet Secretary Gaoba. If you have any questions, you can tell me directly."

"Mr. Gauba, can you make a decision? I remember that the Cabinet Secretariat is only responsible for IAS Indian Administrative Services and civil servants under the Government's Commercial Rules. It seems that transfers to the Army cannot be made."

"We are having an impromptu meeting of the National Crisis Management Committee in New Delhi, and the home secretary and the deputy chief of air staff are right next to me."

Gu Ji was relieved when he heard that the military was involved.

In fact, he also heard the implication of the words of the Cabinet Secretary. In fact, he said: "The only senior central cabinet official you can contact at the moment is me. Is it possible that you still want to talk to the Prime Minister directly?"

"Mr. Gauba, we are experiencing an extreme crisis. A major flood-level disaster is threatening the lives of 10,000 civilians, 120 army soldiers, and 31 government officials in Assam and trains. The current heavy rainfall brought by the tropical depression The water level is rising continuously, and there is a possibility of submerging the carriages at any time. The state government rescue team is now unable to distract..."

"I understand the situation. I will dispatch 4 additional rescue teams of the National Disaster Relief and Emergency Force, about 200 rescuers. The Air Force will send a transport plane, five helicopters and two teams of Navy frogmen to the disaster area. The estimated time is 1 hour. Landed at Dibrugarh Airport at 20 minutes.”

The Cabinet Secretary is worthy of being the top think tank of the head of government and the Prime Minister.

As soon as Gu Ji finished reporting the data, the other party immediately designed corresponding rescue measures. It seemed that he was very experienced, but perhaps because he was in the capital, he still lacked enough attention to the crisis of the scene.

There was one piece of data in particular that he had yet to figure out.

"Mr. Gaoba, please tell me how many additional boats and boats will be dispatched, especially the number of rubber rescue boats!"

"What exactly do you want to say."

"In flood environments and top current travel, motorized rubber boats should be used as the main combat equipment. According to the international standard for rubber rescue boats, an inflatable rescue boat with a total length of 3.8m and a protected bottom plate has a matching power of 15 to 30 horsepower and a controlled number of passengers. For 5 to 7 people, if you choose an inflatable rescue boat with a total length of 4.2m and a protected bottom plate, matched with 30 to 40 horsepower, the number of passengers should be controlled to 6 to 8 people, and the front and rear speeds should be 50KM per hour."

"Based on the air force's maneuver response, transport aircraft landing preparation time, distance to the nearest disaster evacuation center, etc., we only have one and a half hours of rescue time at most, which is three trips, so at least 400 rubber boat rescue boats must be dispatched, and 30 A 4-deck boat is generally equipped with 2 people, that is, a commander and lifeguard and a driver. A 40-horsepower 5-deck boat should be equipped with 3 people, that is, a commander, a lifeguard and a driver. We Take half the value each, and a total of at least 1,000 people will be dispatched!"

I’ll take the time to update these days! rush!