They were all reborn and became firefighters again?

Chapter 290 This is Beichuan

When they came out, Captain Hu from the Southwest Training Team pulled Fang Huai and asked about the equipment they carried.

Their equipment has been almost broken in the past two days. Two sets of hydraulic demolition tool sets, only one engine is still in good condition.

Fang Huai and the others did not bring any heavy equipment when they came, but they brought almost all the equipment suitable for personal carrying in the two squadrons' vehicles, and there were quite a lot of things.

Captain Hu asked him to borrow two rescue ejector poles.

Fang Huai knew that they had a heavy task and agreed, but asked curiously: "How did you bring in the two engines?"

Captain Hu smiled mysteriously and patted Fang Huai on the shoulder:
"The training team will teach you when you come."

Fang Huai curled his lips inwardly.

You are pretending to be a foreign guest here with me. The training team is great. When I arrive, I will kick your restaurant.

……

The equipment was loaned out.

When the people from the special team heard that the Southwest training team was coming, they took a good look at them.

Curiosity mixed with dissatisfaction.

Only He Zhijun met Captain Hu again, shook hands with Captain Hu, and exchanged pleasantries for a while.

Captain Hu, however, somewhat disliked He Zhijun, saying that as a graduate of the training team, he did not win the position of deputy captain of the demolition commando team.

It can be seen that He Zhijun is very depressed.

Fang Huai told everyone about the incident in Tangjiashan. Fang Huai fought for it with his brain and geographical knowledge, and it was not his strong point.

Not to mention geography knowledge, if he was asked to count the 34 provincial-level administrative regions in China, he would count up to No. 20 and then start spinning back and forth.

He hasn't even graduated from TV University's junior college yet. He studied hotel management, which is just a mixed-education degree...

To be honest, considering He Zhijun's iron-clad image in the corps and saying that he majored in hotel management in college, many people would roll on the ground laughing.

When Captain Hu left, Fang Huai also got a piece of information: Due to the earthquake, the second training session of the Southwest Training Team will be postponed. The third session may start in July, the hottest month, and end in early August.

Fang Huai couldn't help but look up at the sultry sun that had only begun to shine in Beichuan in mid-May. He thought of the stove in Chongqing and already felt a little regretful.

He also said that he would go back and look for a chance to eat some hot pot.

Well, now, in July and August in Chongqing, the air conditioner is like the outdoor air conditioner in Southwest China. Let alone eating hot pot, even sitting on the street eating ice noodles will make the bench too hot.

Fang Huai's resistance in all aspects of his body is extremely high, so high that he is not human, but strangely, in terms of taste buds, the system has left him intact. After eating something particularly spicy, he will still sweat profusely on his forehead and feel hot all over. .

However, Chongqing’s hotpot keeps you warm in winter and reduces heat in summer. If you can take a day off, you still have to respect it.

If it doesn't work, I drink two bottles of Huoxiang Zhengqi water after eating.

……

Beichuan, with this injection of fresh blood, a new search and rescue began.

Each group must be led by an experienced veteran, and the number of PLA soldiers assigned depends on the likelihood of survival at the search location.

Fang Huai led a team of 20 People's Liberation Army soldiers, including Hu Hongzhi and Zhang Yang, to the most important vegetable market.

When searching and rescuing here, the first thing to avoid is interference.

There are houses burning, and the water in the city is not enough to drink. Now the pipes in the sewage treatment plant are all broken, and the water bureau has collapsed. Before supplies arrived, some soldiers had to rely on distillation to drink water, so naturally there was no water to put out the fire.

But the people in front of the burning building were so anxious that they knelt down when they saw them coming.

Buried inside were their relatives, bankbooks, gold and silver, money, and things like real estate certificates that they didn't know were useful.

The special service officers and soldiers brought some dry powder fire extinguishing bombs for forest fires, but if the dry powder cannot be thrown on the fire source, it is useless.

Moreover, there were people in front of every building, and the common people along the way were begging them in various ways to save people: stuffing them with cigarettes, stuffing them with water, stuffing them with food, and even worse, stuffing them with money.

These days, ordinary people have realized that the situation on the floors is complicated, and if you want to save people, people in orange clothes have to come.

Everyone could only scold them sternly, and then looked around helplessly to see if there were any idle people on the street. They gathered together and asked about the situation on nearby floors in the past few days. If there was really a chance, Where people are rescued, organize everyone to pull out some of the floor slabs that can be pulled out and shout again.

In fact, in a small county with tens of thousands of people, less than half of the people were buried. There was no one under any building. They didn't need to tell the people that there was someone down there, they could smell it.

The smell can't be blocked by two layers of masks. It's smelly and burnt. The key is, there's also a hint of sweetness. The most unbearable thing is the hint of aftertaste.

This smell has caused the noses of some rescue dogs to malfunction.

It was okay when I passed by unintentionally, but once my mind sank into the rescue, the smell began to amplify.

What they are looking for is not just a person, but a living person.

In fact, many victims can be seen, but their faces are blue, and there are several steel bars inserted into their bodies. They are also pressed under huge cross beams that ordinary cranes may not be able to lift. They cannot be lifted horizontally or vertically. No, how to dig?
The only thing we can do is to drive away the people nearby and put up a warning tape to prevent people from getting close and seeing them, leaving more shadows.

These soldiers had never seen any corpses since they were young, but the children here saw the deep tears on their gray faces, and their eyes became numb when they saw the corpses.

Along the way, the most common expression I saw was crying, followed by numbness. The soldiers knew it very well. They couldn't think about it, and when they thought about it, they had to think of their relatives, friends, classmates, and even their elementary school teacher who was so far away. If this was their hometown, They were probably all buried underneath.

How painful it must be for the people around you.

China's greatest humanistic concern is the Confucian thought of "old people and other people are old, and young people are related to people's young people."

The greatest vulnerability and the greatest strength are empathy.

I can't think about it, I have to cry if I think about it.

If all the People's Liberation Army cried, the whole city would cry like a river.

They choose to be numb.

"Zhang Huifang!"

"Wenwen..."

"Zhou Wenquan!"

Hearing the cries of people looking for relatives all over the street, when he saw the vegetable market covered by a large plastic shed, Fang Huai's most fragile tear ducts could no longer bear it. Fortunately, he was covered by a mask. He just wiped his eyes and recovered again. rescue status.

"Tear down those sheds first and then look for them!" Fang Huai pointed at the big plastic shed and gave the order, then took the lead into the pile of bricks and scraps.The market is a recess in the street, adjacent to several residential buildings. The foundations can be vaguely seen, but the stairs have covered the place. As for how the building a few meters away collapsed on top of the market, it is difficult to explain. Imagine, I heard that the entire kindergarten building was pushed forward 20 meters by the earthquake before it fell to the ground.

However, some of the large plastic sheds are built in bricks and some are built on tiles, half-covering this place.

There were quite a few people standing here waiting for their relatives. When they saw them stopping to take action, a group of people, mostly men, rushed up to them, sharing their stories.

"My wife came here to buy groceries with her baby and disappeared..."

"My mother said that day that she would make fish in the afternoon..."

"My aunt... I am the only aunt. Please help me look for it, look for it..."

Who said men are not fragile? Every one of them burst into tears.

Some people who are sure that they have no immediate relatives want to find the person closest to them along the bloodline. In this way, when they miss their immediate relatives in the future, they will not be lonely and have someone to talk to.

There is still some kindness left, so as not to completely numb my emotions.

"Don't make any noise, don't come close! We will save anyone we can find!"

Fang Huai stabilized the numbness in his heart, suppressed his emotions, shouted, and at the same time led everyone to quickly open the awning and threw it into the street to let the smell inside dissipate before starting the search and rescue.

There are traces of searches.

There were still blood stains on some bricks, and the people had disappeared.

The search and rescue was very chaotic in the past few days. I don't know whether it was the troops coming or the residents' spontaneous search and rescue.

But it still makes them feel heavy.

It is difficult to come up with a miracle after searching the place.

However, finding the corpse turned out to be so simple. In just 10 minutes, discoveries began to be made.

The first one to be pulled out was a fat man wearing no clothes and an apron.

When he heard the shout of "someone", Fang Huai rushed forward and saw that the man's eyes were wide open and his mouth was half-open, lying on his side, as if he had been suffocated to death.

There was a woman next to her, her head also showing.

Fang Huai greeted the two People's Liberation Army soldiers and said, "Get a piece of cloth and go to the next building to remove two door panels to carry people!"

This death scene is too exaggerated. The tongue is hanging out, the belly is naked, and there is an obvious bulge. I really can't sleep after looking at it twice.

The People's Liberation Army around him didn't want to look at him, so they turned around and began to look at the aunt who looked better.

At any rate, he was stiff, and stiffness meant that he had died not long ago.

I'm afraid of meeting someone who has softened up.

This will be a big problem they will encounter in the next three days. If the corpse has been dead for a long time, if it exceeds three days, the microorganisms inside will decompose the viscera, blood and flesh to produce gas, which will cause internal expansion, "giant vision" or even "whale explosion". ".

This situation has become more and more serious in the past two days, so no one wants to drag the body away.

But on the way here, Fang Huai was doing psychological construction for everyone.

When you encounter someone who is in distress, you have to lift it out and clean it up step by step so that you can find the living person.

"When you save one person, you save a family."

Fang Huai muttered again, and the people around him heard it, and their speed suddenly increased.

Here, the only thing that can defeat fear is love.

……

In one afternoon, 12 bodies were cleared out.

They made it even more difficult for the troops responsible for the burial.

At 5:50, someone came over to notify us of the gathering.

The headquarters here mandates that everyone must assemble in the square by the river at 12 o'clock or 6 o'clock, rest for half an hour, and eat.

Because there were too many people in need of rescue in the past few days, and there were calls for help everywhere. If someone refused to eat when they encountered someone, the soldiers would not be able to eat at all, and they would not have the strength to continue rescuing.

But as of yesterday, the rules have changed. If you find a living person, you can postpone the meal.

Fang Huai didn't find anyone alive, so he could only go to eat.

There is an additional half-grown boy in the team, his name is Yang Xianming.

He quarreled with his mother because he liked to surf the Internet and did not want to cook. He ran away from home and went to a nearby open space to daze. After the earthquake, he fled to a gas station outside the county to sleep in the open. His parents sold vegetables for a living. During the past few days after the earthquake, , he came here many times, and his feet were already bloody.

He was resting at the gas station at noon, but he just heard that someone was digging the vegetable market, so he came again to help everyone dig.

A teenage boy has no fear for his parents. I heard that he dug out several other people's parents from the market in order to find them.

Everyone was very moved after hearing this, and sent out a few people to dig around his vegetable stall first.

It's a pity that there is no one there. People will definitely not stay where they are when faced with disaster.

I tried to find someone all afternoon, but still couldn't find it.

Everyone can only take him to dinner.

Yang Xianming was very sad.

Sadness and regret filled the eyes that looked back at the market after three steps.

"Maybe, maybe I hid it in some corner, and..."

Everyone wanted to comfort him, saying, "Maybe he's still alive," but they were a little afraid to speak.

Judging from the look of this child, he has already accepted the death of his parents. If you give him another hope and then it is shattered, it will be another kind of devastation.

In this place, there is so little hope that no one even dares to say a word of comfort.

Different from Hanwang, this is the more cruel Beichuan.

(End of this chapter)