Every day, sounding stations around the world in various time zones launch sounding balloons at the same time to record atmospheric data, and exchange data within a specified time to obtain the most accurate weather data.
The most important job of the station keepers every day is to detect air balloons.
The procedure steps are also very simple.
Take a latex balloon, fill it with helium, release it regularly, record the radiosonde data, and upload it to international radio stations.
Done!
China's Hoh Xil Weather Station is unique in the world.
Before the mid-1990s, there were no ultra-high-altitude weather stations in China, let alone ultra-high-altitude sounding balloons.
That year, the World Meteorological Congress was held. The World Meteorological Organization sent a group of top scientists to the snowy plateau. After many days of on-site inspections, the world's highest sounding station was located at my feet.
The Hoh Xil sounding station is the result of the joint creation of China and the World Air Organization.
Due to the harsh and miserable environment here, the World Air Organization did not require the Hoh Xil Sounding Station to conduct air balloon exploration every day.
Instead, they would be punched in every seventy-two hours.
"Every seventy-two hours, sounding balloons are launched."
"Before ten o'clock every morning, the Hoh Xil Station sends real-time data of sounding balloons to the World Gas Headquarters Radio. For the rest, just record it." "The sounding balloons are the most important. There is the largest inventory here."
"If there are less than ten helium bottles, less than fifty sounding balloons, and less than six sondes, report it to the headquarters immediately. They will send it over."
After carefully and mechanically explaining everything, Zeng Jian twitched his fingers and led me out to the weather station. He introduced me one by one and explained everything one by one.
Temperature and humidity sensors, rain gauges, wind speed and direction meters, weather blinds, solar radiation meters, ultraviolet sensors, rain and snow meters, atmospheric pressure sensors, sunshine hours sensors...
Compared with the reticence during the earlier handover, Zeng Jian was particularly excited when introducing the equipment. He touched the cold and old instruments as if he was touching his most beloved relative.
Even, far beyond.
From being taciturn just now to talking freely now, I can tell that Zeng Jian already has feelings for the weather station he guards.
"If the temperature, humidity, sunshine hours, and ultraviolet sensor solar panel circuits are broken, you can repair them if you can. If you can't, just use ordinary instruments to record them."
"The weather shutter is broken. If you can fix it, fix it. If not, don't record it."
"The rain gauge is completely useless. Have you brought a new one?"
"Don't falsify sounding data. This represents the motherland. We earn the motherland's salary and earn the face of the motherland. We must be worthy of our own conscience."
"There are also red flags. If you want, the sun rises and sets every day. If you don't, just once a week."
"Every day at three o'clock in the afternoon, clairvoyants will pass by and one day they will take pictures of us raising and lowering the red flag."
"Remember to pick up more cow dung and sheep dung. It can save lives."
As if he was delivering his last words, Zeng Jian kept talking for more than ten minutes, his expression getting increasingly ugly.
If you stay on the plateau for a long time, strong ultraviolet rays will burn your skin, which will turn your skin red, sunburned, peeling, scabbed, and blackened.
The most painful thing is that the eyes will be afraid of light and shed tears.
Zeng Jian has them all!
The scarred and frighteningly red face was both ugly and oozing.
Especially the miserable sight of him clutching his chest and gasping for air while he was twisted in pain made me grit my teeth.
When we got to the back, Zeng Jian was speechless, but the most determined look in his eyes was like two knives piercing my heart deeply.
Never forget it for the rest of my life!
When I was going through the handover, I saw that Zeng Jian had been here for a full thirteen months.
Those who can persist in this environment for thirteen months are the strongest iron men in the world.
You know, from the beginning of the establishment of the weather station in the last century to when I took over, in just nine years, fifteen station keepers came here.
Among them, the shortest one only stayed for a month before disappearing.
He helped Zeng Jian into the room, took out the medicine given by the man in the windbreaker from Tianjian, fed it to him, and felt his pulse at the same time.
This person is basically useless!
If I didn't come, he would never last three months.
Even if he could return to the mainland, he would have to rely on drugs for the rest of his life.
How long you live depends on God's mood and your own perseverance.
After inhaling the last oxygen bottle, Zeng Jian felt a little refreshed as the medicine began to take effect. He struggled to get up and went out without asking me to follow him.
Through the window, I saw Zeng Jian staggering into the weather station again, touching and kissing every equipment and facility, and finally knelt down under the red flagpole and cried loudly while hugging the red flagpole. Read the book
Tu Laoliang once told me that many people, including mountain guards and island guards, would hug trees and cry when they returned to the world.
Before, I didn't believe it.
Now, I believe it!
After emptying the goods, I helped Zeng Jian put his package into his Pajero SUV and filled it with diesel.
Although it is more difficult than Thang Long Island, the material reserves are quite sufficient.
While I was unloading the team's supplies, Zeng Jian called the headquarters via the radio to report that the replacement station keeper, Master Tong, had arrived.
This call was confirmed by the headquarters.
I don’t know what the headquarters’ reaction was when they learned that I arrived at the Hoh Xil Weather Station within the specified time limit. I just want to be clear.
Long Guangyao's wish to extend my sentence was completely frustrated.
By the time Zeng Jian came out, I had already lowered the red flag, folded it neatly, and presented it to him with both hands.
Zeng Jian was quite surprised and touched by my move!
The red flag is the faith we guard!
Wherever the red flag is, they are all Han!
This is our belief!
"You can keep it."
"You keep it! I can take it with me!"
"new?"
"old!"
There was no excessive nonsense, no farewell, and no relief and joy from the sea of suffering. Zeng Jian and I just stood there and drove away.
A reincarnation ends here, and a reincarnation begins again!
The flying dust was blown away by the wind, and the car that turned around the valley disappeared. The roar of the tiger-headed Tibetan mastiff that followed Zeng Jian was not heard.
