In 1959, what's wrong with me pedaling a tricycle?

Eight days and nine nights later, the train arrived safely at Daheyan. After the docking work was completed, Wang Xingguo also went to help unload and load the goods.

There's no such thing as a cadre not working; in fact, as a section chief, he needs to lead by example.

Wang Xingguo gritted his teeth and carried the grain for half a day, finally completing the loading and unloading work.

Wang Xingguo was covered in sweat and drank a whole pot of cold water in one go.

After resting for a while, Wang Xingguo called everyone to set off.

The town of Malan has always been severely short of food, so the sooner this batch of food is delivered, the better.

heat!

It's hot!

Wang Xingguo felt like he was about to be roasted alive!

The temperature on the way from Daheyan to Malanchang Town was terrifyingly high.

Wang Xingguo was so hot he was about to get heatstroke.

Everyone poured water on their heads to cool down.

Along the way, tires burst due to high temperatures, engine oil failed, and all sorts of malfunctions occurred one after another.

The convoy has been driving for nine hours and has already experienced five breakdowns.

This time, it was the lead vehicle that had a tire blowout. Fortunately, there was a breeze in the afternoon, which helped to cool things down and prevent everyone from getting heatstroke.

"Reporting to Section Chief Wang, the tires have been changed!"

"Okay, let's move on!"

Wang Xingguo returned to the car, and the convoy continued its journey.

The temperature difference between day and night in the Gobi Desert is extreme. By 5 p.m., the temperature finally dropped, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

It's so hot! The weather in the Gobi Desert in June is so different from that in July.

Last time he came, the daytime temperature could occasionally reach 30 degrees Celsius, but this time Wang Xingguo felt it was at least 40 or 50 degrees Celsius!

Because the wind blowing in through the open window is scalding hot!

They arrived at Daheyan at 3 a.m., and after half a day spent loading the truck, they didn't set off until 8 a.m.

They didn't arrive in Maran town until 1 a.m. the next day.

The people here were eagerly waiting, but they sat on the ground, too weak to move, because they had been without food for three days!

Seeing that several soldiers were so hungry they didn't have the strength to carry the food, Wang Xingguo asked, "Do you need our help to move the food into the mess hall? Don't worry, you can keep an eye on us as we carry it."

The thin, dark-skinned soldier looked at Wang Xingguo, then nodded and said, "I know you. You're Comrade Wang Xingguo, right? I'm sorry to trouble you. We've been without food for three days. Give the remaining grain and wild vegetables to the experts first. We can't let anything happen to them. They're so hungry they have no strength left..."

Wang Xingguo nodded heavily and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Brothers, let's get to work! Give it your all and help move the grain into the canteen to cook. The comrades have been without food for three days!"

Upon hearing Wang Xingguo's words, although everyone knew it was against the rules, why bother with the rules in this situation?

Led by Wang Xingguo, everyone carried the grain and headed to the canteen. The canteen staff also gritted their teeth and persevered, starting to cook.

Wang Xingguo soon learned that the food shortage was caused by a malfunction in the telegraph machine, which prevented the message from being fully delivered.

Six days after Wang Xingguo and his team set off, headquarters received a message inquiring about why the grain had been delayed.

But by then it was too late, which is why the base ran out of food.

Wang Xingguo asked helplessly, "I remember there's a dedicated telephone line here. Why didn't you call and urge them? At least some grain could have been urgently transported from Daheyan, and things wouldn't have turned out like this!"

"Actually, the main problem is that the grain here often takes one or two days to arrive, so we're used to it. Everyone assumed this time would be no exception, and we only started calling to urge them when the grain ran out. That's when we found out that the telegraph machine had malfunctioned and hadn't sent the complete follow-up information."

Wang Xingguo felt helpless. Unlike in the future, important communications now need to be backed up and sent, or even require a callback for confirmation and verification.

The main reason is that everything here is transported here, so we really have to use a lot of things sparingly.

Wang Xingguo wasn't idle. He and the people here still needed to transport grain to Hongshan District. Although the living area saved grain for them, the research area there was completely out of grain today.

It's not that the base doesn't want to store more food, but rather that there isn't enough food supply or sufficient transportation capacity.

The construction of the base itself requires a large amount of transportation capacity, and even the diesel fuel for the transport vehicles here requires a large amount of transportation capacity to barely keep going.

It's really tough!

Three vehicles arrived at the Hongshan Research Zone. After getting out of the car, Wang Xingguo first reported the situation to the staff there.

In fact, everyone here knows that the residential area sent all its food and wild vegetables here, and that they went hungry for three days.

The person in charge shook hands firmly with Wang Xingguo and said, "Thank you for your hard work. Section Chief Wang, please rest assured that we will report the situation here to our superiors and will not let you take responsibility."

Wang Xingguo sighed and said, "We should learn from this experience and improve our communication methods next time. For example, we should send the telegram three times and have headquarters reply to confirm. We can't let this kind of mistake happen again."

The person in charge nodded with a wry smile, but said nothing.

Even if the information was correct, they would still face food shortages during the windy season.

The windy season in the Gobi Desert is terrible; vehicles can't pass at all. Once a sandstorm hits, even if they have food being transported along the way, they simply can't get it in.

After the grain was unloaded and handed over, Wang Xingguo took everything out of his backpack and gave it to the person in charge, and then they got into the car and left.

If the living area is classified as Level 1, then the Hongshan research area is classified as Level 3.

These transport workers are not allowed to enter the core area, nor can they stay here for long, so once the goods are handed over, they need to drive away.

The backpack contained five pounds of dried meat, nearly ten pounds of cured meat, and ten cans of luncheon meat.

After Wang Xingguo discovered that he could leave behind the surplus supplies, he had this idea: to bring some with him each time, so that perhaps some expert could eat them and reduce the problems caused by malnutrition.

Perhaps an expert, due to nutritional supplements, has a faster mental processing speed and may be able to solve a certain difficult problem.

Although it was a small thing, that was all Wang Xingguo could do for them.

The next day at noon, Wang Xingguo woke up from the heat...

The weather here is terrifying!

As soon as Wang Xingguo stepped outside, he encountered a soldier on guard duty at the gate who had fainted from heatstroke. He quickly went to get water to help cool him down.

The soldier quickly woke up, thanked them, and struggled to stand up to continue guarding his post.

Wang Xingguo quickly advised, "Comrade, take a rest. Don't push yourself too hard. Your health is the most important thing."

Fortunately, the unit leaders arrived at this time and ordered the soldier who suffered heatstroke to go back and rest, and to arrange for someone to replace him.

The military leader shook hands with Wang Xingguo and said, "Thank you for your help, Comrade Wang."

Wang Xingguo quickly replied, "These soldiers are all excellent; it's what I should do. My suggestion is to improve their guard duty conditions by building a covered guard post to avoid direct sunlight."

The military leader said with a wry smile, "It's not that we don't want to, but we don't have the materials. Everything needs to be transported in. Comrade, you're in charge of transportation, so you should know how difficult it is to get things here, right?"