They were all reborn and became firefighters again?

Chapter 127 Is this an unexpected mission? !

"Brush! Damn!"

The scene was filled with the sound of fire truck equipment rolling doors being opened and closed.

Figures carrying hoses, water distributors, and water guns rushed into the stairs of the residential buildings on the side of the building.

Xiao Haishan and Qi Xiaohui gradually placed warning posts in a triangle shape 50 meters behind the fire truck, directing the traffic behind them and occupying two lanes for the aerial vehicle.

Hao Chengbin directed Xiao Haishan to take out the pad of the aerial vehicle and assist the aerial vehicle in deploying its bracket.

The four brackets on the side of the climbing car began to open, each of which had to withstand several tons of force. The driver and Qi Xiaohui accurately placed the heavy square pads under the brackets to relieve the force of the brackets with narrow stress surfaces.

The main line 80-caliber hose has been laid all the way to the third floor platform.

The water outlet is connected to one end of the water distributor through a main line, and the three interfaces at the other end can each be connected to a branch line, and the water is discharged separately.

The branch line can be laid along the stairs, or a hose can be lowered from a high-rise building, or a rope can be hung up from the hose joint to be pulled up to a high-rise building and laid vertically.

But once a 20-meter-long branch hose is filled with water, it weighs more than one hundred and dozens of kilograms. If the high-rise building is laid vertically, at least three connected hoses will be hung on the exterior wall, and hose clamps must be installed at the window. , secure the hose.

It weighs several hundred kilograms. Once the clamp comes loose, the hose will slide down. It's no joke.

Regardless of whether it hits anyone or not, the acceleration of the hose multiplied by its mass will produce a terrifying drag force on the firefighters holding the hose tightly upstairs.

F=ma.

Or, just hold on and don't take a step back. If you take a step back, you will fall faster and faster.

If everyone is pulled to the window, you can only let go of the hose and let it fall.

Otherwise, the kite will be pulled by this huge line and fall to the ground together.

It will be difficult to connect this branch line.

This line cannot be entered unless the person is extremely powerful. It is also the only branch line where the number 2 player holding the water hose is better than the number [-] person holding the water gun.

...

The whole floor was filled with gasps.

You have to go up to the 6th floor by twisting and turning left and right. The stairs on each floor are quite long. Carrying two dishes of water up is like carrying a heavy load up to the [-]th floor.

Song Lin, who went up lightly to take charge of the evacuation, felt as solemn as a pilgrim.

When I saw an aunt who was going out, I quickly shouted: "Auntie, there's a fire! Go through the safe passage!"

The aunt was shocked: "Ah? Where is the fire? Where?"

Screams echoed in the corridor.

Liu Jianfeng, who was carrying two plates of water hoses downstairs and was about to take a breather, cursed and rushed upstairs in a few steps, kicking Song Lin in the butt for "spreading rumors."

"Who said there was a fire? Who told you to evacuate like this?!"

After Liu Jianfeng finished cursing, he quickly said to his aunt with an apologetic smile: "Auntie, there's no fire! Let's practice! You go down the stairs from the other side, and the water comes out of this side, it's slippery!"

The aunt then patted her chest and said with lingering fear to Liu Jianfeng, who was looking fierce just now: "Young man, don't hit him! I'll just go over there, just go over there!"

Liu Jianfeng felt a little resentful when he saw that his aunt kept looking back at him as she was walking away, as if she was afraid that he would hit Song Lin.

Song Lin was also embarrassed: "Squad leader, am I not responsible for evacuation?"

Liu Jianfeng gritted his teeth: "Drill! This is a drill! Urgent her, we will be held responsible if someone falls!"

Just as he said that, an old woman walked out from the side shakily and wanted to go downstairs.

Song Lin learned the lesson this time and hurried forward: "Old lady! We are fire fighters! We are practicing! You go from the other side! There is water coming out here, it will be slippery for a while!"

However, the old woman bypassed Song Lin and went straight to the stairs, holding on to the stairs as she walked down.

While waving his hands, he murmured: "It's too late, it's too late, my grandchildren have to get out of school, and I can't care about the burning..."

Song Lin didn't know what to do. He stood there and suddenly felt that his sacred evacuation mission was full of all kinds of strange obstacles.

Liu Jianfeng yelled again: "What are you looking at? Help her down! The evacuation drill is to protect the safety of pedestrians!"

Song Lin was immediately discouraged and became a volunteer in the corridor.

The combatants kept carrying hoses on the stairs. Less than five minutes after the exercise started, sweat began to appear in the combat uniforms.

...

"Huh...chih...huh...chih..."

When he reached the fifth floor, Fang Huai, who was wearing an air-breathing mask, felt that the whole world was quiet except for the sound of his own breathing.

And a strong heartbeat.

He was trying to take the exercise seriously, and even though no one was watching, he still leaned up the stairs.

According to the exercise title, the fifth and sixth floors at this moment should be filled with a lot of thick smoke. From the standing position, the surrounding area is invisible.

Turning on the headlights and seeing his comrades on the fifth floor laying hoses and the rescue team breaking down the door, Fang Huai suddenly remembered something.

In the arrangement just now, there is a missing process.

Fire investigation report.

Although the instructor has clearly announced the fire situation, this is a drill and it is best to go through this process.

Fang Huai's squadron in his previous life had been criticized.

Moreover, the intercom was too quiet. From the moment I went upstairs to now, there was not a single sound.

Today's drill was so unexpected that Fang Huai had never seen it in his previous life. There was no notice, no rehearsal, and no preparation time. It was like a real police call. The squadron commanders probably panicked.

The facts immediately proved the suspicion, and Cao Yi's remedial inquiry came from the intercom:
"Fire investigation team upstairs, reporting on the scene."

There was a long silence.

Everyone is a little confused, who will report?How to report?

No arrangements!

At this time, Fang Huai on the fifth floor quickly observed the environment, picked up the walkie-talkie, and pressed the call button before the confused Hu Hongzhi:
"Commander, commander, the power has been cut off, people on the fifth floor have been evacuated, there is no danger of collapse, there are no obvious explosives, 502 is being demolished, there are no other trapped people, and the branch hose has been laid to the stairwell!"

The intercoms throughout the building were playing Fang Huai's words.

The people on the fifth floor suddenly turned around and saw a man talking with a walkie-talkie at the entrance of the stairs.

There were two plates of water hoses in front of him. After that, he put away the walkie-talkie, carried the two plates of water hoses, and sent them to the door of 502. He said to Hu Hongzhi who was waiting in front of the door:
"Squad leader, the takeaway is here!"

After saying that, he turned around and went up to the sixth floor amidst the astonished eyes of everyone.

Hu Hongzhi looked at the back and couldn't help shouting: "Hey, this kid has a good brain."

Xiong Jie from the demolition team looked back at Fang Huai and said with a smile: "His brain is so useful that you can't imagine it!" On the intercom, someone downstairs quickly asked again:
"Very good! Fire squad, report on the investigation on the fourth floor!"

"Report to commander, the evacuation of the fourth floor is complete... There is no danger of collapse, no obvious explosives, everything is normal."

The people on the fourth floor also imitated Fang Huai's report just now and replied.

This kind of word usually needs to be announced before the exercise. Who will report what is happening on each floor, and the report must be based on the topics arranged on site.

Of course this time, the reporter's time was not arranged in advance. If Fang Huai hadn't made up a temporary paragraph, everyone could only answer "everything is normal."

After the report was completed, another voice came from the intercom:
"The indoor fire hydrant on the sixth floor successfully discharged water, and the 604 fire has been brought under control."

This time, everyone was reminded to start reporting one action at a time.

"Report to the commander, everything is normal on the third floor, the main line has been laid, and the three branch lines have been connected! Car No. [-] can start water supply!"

"Car No. [-] starts supplying water!"

"On the fifth floor, the fifth floor, the water supply truck is waiting to be connected to Line 4!"

"Fifth floor! 502 has been successfully demolished! Arrangements are being made to evacuate the trapped personnel, and Line 4 will be put down immediately!"

"Line [-] has been connected and fixed! Water can be supplied!"

Reporting actions one after another made the entire exercise site appear orderly.

Cao Yi's palms were sweating downstairs.

He only discovered this problem as soon as the staff went upstairs. Standing downstairs, the movements upstairs seemed to be silent. He and Mr. He stood together for more than three minutes, but they did not hear a word of the report.

Because the exercise was arranged so suddenly, everyone treated it as a real battle.

In actual combat, as long as everyone does not encounter a situation where they need to ask for instructions, they will naturally not occupy the intercom channel.

Everything went smoothly, but there was no sound except the siren downstairs.

From that report, everyone felt enlightened.

The intercom may be silent at a real fire scene, but it certainly won't work in a drill.

The instructor looked at this silently and then laughed: "Haha, if I didn't make arrangements when I went up, I thought the walkie-talkie was malfunctioning!"

Cao Yi said nothing, knowing that there was something wrong with his arrangement.

Ye Jiahong smiled shamelessly and said: "Instructor, there is no need to make special arrangements. In our squadron, this is a routine operation. We will report it when we arrive at the location!"

Hao Chengbin was helping the driver of the aerial vehicle to observe and extend the boom until he heard the voice on the walkie-talkie, then he chuckled:
"This kid..."

He even forgot to arrange the report.

No matter how experienced Hao Chengbin is as a police officer, he was only a squad leader before and has never experienced what it's like to be downstairs.

He has fulfilled his responsibility by helping to make perfect arrangements for the rescue scene.

...

A scream came from the stairwell on the fifth floor.

"Squad leader, I'm going by myself! I'm going by myself!"

Han Yong pulled the handrail of the stairs and refused to sit on the stretcher.

Han Yong was carried on a multi-functional stretcher. Due to manpower shortage, the only person responsible for rescuing him was Lian Qing, a non-commissioned officer from the rescue squad.

Lian Qing couldn't do anything anymore, so he thought of a harmful trick and planned to drag the stretcher from the stairs and slide it all the way down.

The multifunctional fire stretcher is not hard. It uses a layer of protective padding to roll up the person. The bottom is slippery and can be dragged by one person. If it is placed on the stairs, it can wrap the person and slide all the way to the bottom.

From the fifth floor to the first floor, he sat on a stretcher and shook him all the way. Didn't he lose two kilograms of flesh?

Lian Qing relaxed the stretcher and said with a smile:

"This is what you asked for! We'll go down in a while, don't talk nonsense! Get up, take the stretcher and follow me downstairs!"

The trapped person Han Yong got up pitifully, carried the stretcher, and followed the rescuers down honestly.

...

5 minute later.

A practical exercise did not produce too many thrills. It was carried out in an orderly manner according to the instructions.

"All three branches of train No. [-] are out of water!"

"A branch line of train No. [-] is out of water!"

"Rescue of trapped persons completed!"

Reports of completed tasks came from the intercom.

Upstairs, several water hoses came out of the windows, proving that the branch lines had been laid smoothly and the water had successfully passed through the main lines and branch lines to the upper floors.

Cao Yi's palms also relaxed a little, and he smiled bitterly: "Instructor, is it done?"

But Teacher He chuckled: "What have you accomplished? I told you, I am the command center of the detachment, and other emergencies will happen!"

After that, he picked up the walkie-talkie in his hand: "Attention all personnel, the detachment command center has just received an alarm! There are a large number of unconscious and trapped people on the top floor. Everyone, after completing the task, immediately go to the top floor to rescue the trapped people!"

The squadron officers were all stunned:

"Instructor...we don't have anyone left to be the trapped people!"

But the instructor chuckled: "I want you to arrange it? Mr. Zhang has already arranged it!"

...

Fang Huai, who was on the sixth floor, heard the voice on the intercom and quickly rushed to the 8th floor without finding the trapped people. Then he went to the end of the corridor and opened the only door on the 8th floor.

After opening it, you will see a large rooftop.

Then, more than 20 pairs of eyes looked at him.

There are more than twenty male and female employees, tall, short, fat and thin.

They were all bragging about each other when we opened the door. As soon as they saw him coming, they immediately fell to the ground as if they were paralyzed and started moaning:
"Help me... save me..."

It looked like he had been bitten by a zombie, and he had practiced it at a glance.

Fang Huai's eyes widened.

Is this a fucking emergency mission?

Is this an exercise?It's obviously just physical training, right? !
Han Yong is just an appetizer, the rooftop is his sure kill!
Fang Huai dumbly picked up the walkie-talkie:
"The 8th and 8th floors, the rooftop, need a lot of stretchers...there's a big job, there's a big job!"

(End of this chapter)