Deep in the Yellow Sea, there are groups on the island to look up

There are groups on the island to look up

■ Mei Shixiong Liu Min Gu Xin

one

It was winter, and a layer of frost flowers were tied on the glass. The duty officer pushed the windows and looked at the sea of ​​the same ink. The reef on the shore was silent, and the impact of the waves stared there quietly. The lighthouse in the distance was still shining with light, but the stars could not be seen in the sky.

At night, on the deep island deep in the Yellow Sea, everything was silent.

"Ding Zero, Ding Zero ..." A rapid phone call suddenly broke the tranquility, and Wang Changzhu, head of the meteorological class, picked up the microphone in a hurry: "The visibility of 6000 meters, the total cloud volume of 10, 10 amounts of the light layer shielded the light layer The accumulated cloud, the wind direction 240 degrees, the wind speed of 12 meters per second, the temperature of the dry ball is -0.6 ℃, the middle wave is surging. "

This was the 13th time he reported the weather situation to his superiors that day. As a meteorological veteran, he blurted out of the meteorological information.

This night, although it is not a training day, it is destined to be a tough battle ...

two

Zi Ye is both the end of the day and the beginning of a day.

In the duty building, Hao Zhuolong, who had just replaced Wang Changlu on duty, was reading a book. Even if reading, it is difficult to make his nervous emotions settled. He was the first apprentice of Wang Changlu. After returning from the observation site tonight, he joked to him: "The wind outside is too big, the wind blows the stones, you can be careful at night."

In fact, Hao Zhuolong understood that the master was reminding him. There are strong rainy clouds during the day, and this cloud is often accompanied by weather phenomena such as thunderstorms, wind, hail.

He has learned a lot from his master since he went to the island in 2016. The life on the island is overwhelming, but the weather is not calm. Every year, the weather is two -thirds of the weather.

At 0:30, the wind direction wind speed instrument displayed that the wind speed was always maintained at about 20 meters per second, which was a strong wind, and the weather conditions did not seem to change much. Hao Zhuolong sat on the chair and relieved his breath, recording the meteorological data at this time, and the symbols under the pen tip were standardized.

Suddenly, a dazzling white light flashed in front of his eyes, looking like daytime. The house seemed to tremble, and Hao Zhuolong stood up violently. A few seconds later, a thunderbolt bombed, and a basketball -sized electric fire ball penetrated into the house, almost hitting him.

The horror was unscrupulous, and the three weather soldiers who were resting next door also ran in. They looked out of the window in an invincible. The tower on the opposite floor was equipped with a wind direction and wind speed instrument. At this time, the smoke was rolling. They reported the situation for the first time. After 20 minutes, the lightning weather disappeared slowly. Hao Zhuolong took out the wind -direction wind speed instrument, walked out of the door wearing a raincoat, and measured the real -time wind speed in the raindrops of beans.

That night, for the sake of safety, Wang Changlu still asked everyone to move the bed frame away from the wet wall. The weather on the island is unpredictable, and always calm and calmness is the only trick to deal with danger.

three

At 3 o'clock in the morning, the sky floated in the sky, and the gusts had reached 10 levels.

At this time, the duty officer was Liu Jiale. He listened to the roaring sound of the cold wind outside the house, and he couldn't help but mutter: such a big wind, there is snow on the ground, and it may not be easy to go to the observation field.

Outside the duty building, 300 meters along the Haihai Road, a small piece surrounded by a fence on the seaside, with two louver boxes on it. Wait. That is the observation field, which is the "battlefield" belonging to the meteorological officer.

The 24 -hour continuous observation, the duty officer updates the 6 data of visibility, cloud volume, wind speed, wind speed, temperature, humidity, and air pressure every 3 hours, and report to the superior command institution in real time. This is the daily life that they can't be familiar with.

Liu Jiale is the youngest soldier in the meteorological class. He was in his early 20s, with a medium -sized and thin figure. Liu Jiale wrapped his coat tightly, put on a strong light flashlight, just prepared to open the door, and put his hands on his shoulders. Liu Jiale turned his head and saw Fang Qiu standing neatly behind him, holding a backpack rope in his hand.

Fang Qiu pointed at the backpack rope and said with a smile: "I can't sleep, I also go out and walk. The wind outside is strong, and if you tie it with you, you don't have to worry about being scratched by the wind." Warm.

Out of the door, the two were before and after, and the wind and snow, sideways, moved forward step by step. On a slope, Fang Qiu, who was standing behind, saw the flashlight in the hands of Liu Jiale suddenly shook, followed by feeling the backpack rope on the waist was dragged forward suddenly, and Fang Qiu, who almost fell, hurried Press the center of gravity to stop.

Fang Qiu held the backpack rope around his waist and stepped forward to check the situation. I saw Liu Jiale sitting on the ground, his clothes were covered with mud, and there were some abrasions on his hands.

He rubbed his eyes a few times in the cold wind, glanced at Fang Qiu, waved his hand, and said, "It's nothing, this little injury will not be tightened." Fang Qiu was relieved, helping Liu Jiale stand up, shooting After shooting his clothes, he picked up a branch that was blown by the wind on the ground, and continued to walk side by side with the branches.

At the observation site, the two quickly completed the data observation and immediately returned to the duty building. Before dawn, there was another job.

Four

At 9 am, the sky was sunny, and the sun was sprinkled to the camp through the light clouds. After the wind, the sea was calm, and the rain and snow had stopped for an hour. This weather always gives meteorological soldiers a sense of security.

Wang Changlu also took the tools, climbed up the iron tower with a height of more than 3 meters on the top of the floor, and maintained the wind speed instrument and sensor cable that suffered lightning strikes last night. After some skillful operations, the data is re -power, and the data will return to normal. At this moment, he was extremely relieved.

Although he can already calculate with his fingers in the troops, and the soldiers in his class can also be alone, every time he see the dense line table on the office table, he first arranges himself.

After joining the army in 2007, he became a meteorological observant in Chaolian Island with excellent results and took root in meteorological observation. "There are few worms, and typhoons often disturb; flying birds do not make nests, fishermen do not go to the island." Where no one wants to come, Wang Changlu is 15 years.

"The seemingly simple work is often not simple." Wang Changlu often said to the soldiers in the class, "To ensure that the data is accurate, there must be a rigorous attitude, plus the professional training day after day. Since we are at the front line, we are at the forefront. It is necessary to play the best role, that is, fast, accurate, and stable. All small weather changes cannot escape our eyes. "

five

At 2 pm, the weather was fine, and a thick layer of ice was knotted on the dock. The cantilever of the crane was covered with glazed columns, reflecting the colorful light.

At this time, Fang Qiu, who was on duty on duty, was very hot, and wanted to take pictures of this moment. The white pavement, the blue sea, and the colorful clouds hanging in the sky were extremely beautiful under the sunlight. This is inland inland. The beautiful scenery that I can't see.

A rough telephone ringing suddenly sounded. It turned out that there were training tasks in the nearby waters and they needed to perform meteorological protection.

After receiving the notice, Fang Qiu immediately reported to the squad leader Wang Changlu and requested to strengthen the duty. Wang Changlu took Liu Jiale to observe the present temperature and humidity to observe the evolution of the cloud.

At this time, the eyes of the weather soldiers became sharp, and their brows stared at every cloud that floated across the air. A cloud of clouds is divided into 3 categories of 3 people. At this moment, in their eyes, the literary vocabulary such as "light mist" is just the weather phenomenon, and there is no mood of poetry.

Fang Qiu stayed in the duty room, always paying attention to the changes in wind direction and wind speed, and from time to time to contact the superior units.

In the afternoon, the phone calls in the meteorological duty room came one after another.

At 6 pm, the sky was dim, and Fang Qiu looked up at the distant sea. The strata in the sky had been connected together. He thought that the plane flight would be more difficult at night. Tonight is another tough battle.

Under the shining of the lighthouse, a figure appeared in the observation field again. He took the flashlight to record the temperature and humidity of the moment, and raised his head to stare at the sky ...

Published on July 22nd Edition "PLA Daily"

Photography 丨 Yang Chongqian, Liu Jiale

Source 丨 PLA Newspaper, Learning Legion (ID: xuexijuntuan)

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