I Built the Ancient Organization of Salvation

　　Zhuo Xuenong tried his best to raise his voice: "Obey the order!"

　　He tried to avoid the fire according to the location in his memory, and went around to warehouse No. 16. As soon as he left, a fire fighter fell with a "thump".

　　Zhuo Xuenong was not the only one whose internal organs were damaged in the explosion just now.

　　Without one person, it was difficult to suppress the spread of the fire, and it suddenly rose wildly.

　　A few minutes later, Zhuo Xuenong ran to warehouse No. 16 out of breath when he saw a pile of collapsed steel completely blocking the door.

　　suddenly--

　　"boom!"

　　In the direction he came from, a huge flame rose up, and the spreading shock wave knocked him down.

　　The many steels in front were smashed away by the shock wave, and the "bang bang" fell, revealing a passage that could barely get in and out.

　　Zhuo Xuenong, who was injured again, struggled to get up, his nosebleed was sprayed into the gas mask, and his entire lungs were bursting with pain when he coughed.

　　In the groggy, the breathing sound became clearer and clearer, like a life-threatening talisman, and like a countdown.

　　Zhuo Xuenong stood up from the stumble and tried his best to open his eyes. He saw the dark smoke covering everything, and the orange fire flashed from time to time, like hell beckoning to him.

　　He realized that his final moment was about to come...

Chapter 146

　　Nosebleed was sprayed into the gas mask, and every time Zhuo Xuenong inhaled, he smelled of blood, and his whole body became more and more stiff, as if he was falling into a bottomless ice cave.

　　And the eyelids are like a thousand pounds, and they can't stop closing.

　　"Can't sleep, can't sleep!"

　　He muttered in a low voice, repeatedly admonishing himself, but still his eyelids could not slide down.

　　The feeling of being able to fall asleep while standing in this way made him feel as if he had returned to the period of recruits.

　　At that time, the painful training day after day made the whole person completely numb, and the only thought when resting was to sleep for a while.

　　get some sleep...

　　The rushing heat wave seemed to have turned into a training period, and the sun shining through the leaves of the locust tree on the clothes was extraordinarily warm.

　　And the scolding and snoring of the comrades-in-arms resounding in the ears is even more sleep-inducing.

　　Zhuo Xuenong's consciousness continued to sink.

　　"What are we? We are firefighters and the patron saint of the people! You must always remember what the sweat you are sweating today is for!"

　　Even during the break, the black-faced squad leader's mouth should not be free, and he repeatedly preached to them: "What are you talking about?"

　　Wanting to rest but being so noisy that he couldn't sleep, the young Zhuo Xuenong shouted the truth when he was bored: "I'm trying to earn money to eat, it's as simple as that!"

　　"Zhuo Xuenong! You're a fucking thorn, but you're too embarrassed to talk. You're the only one who likes to be lazy in your daily training."

　　"You still earn money to eat? Do you know where the money you receive comes from? Do you know who grows the food you eat?"

　　Zhuo Xuenong said dissatisfiedly: "I rely on my own labor and sweat to eat, and I don't owe anyone anything, what's wrong?" Then he turned around.

　　"you……"

　　The black-faced squad leader's face became darker.

　　Then, the raging flames were filled with memories, and the child's cries kept coming: "Dad! Daddy..."

　　Zhuo Xuenong slammed into the door, rushed into the house and picked up the little girl by the waist.

　　At that time, the fire brigade didn't even have a fireproof suit. They just soaked their jackets, but they were quickly roasted so hot that they seemed to be boiled in water.

　　"Don't be afraid, uncle will take you out!"

　　The wooden structure in the house was collapsing, and he was trying his best to move from side to side with the person in his arms.

　　"boom!"

　　A burning pillar fell and hit the little girl's back, causing her cry to be blocked in her throat.

　　In a hurry, the young Zhuo Xuenong pushed the pillar away with his hands and rushed out of the sea of ​​fire with the person in his arms. When he looked again, the little girl had burned a lot of her back.

　　The next second, the entire house collapsed.

　　His leg was broken by a falling object long ago, and the black-faced monitor who was sitting on the ground shouted almost hideously: "Zhuo Xuenong! Let your motherfucker be lazy in your usual training! You can't run fast now, and the last person can't be saved. This is what you want. the result of?"

　　"Earn money to eat! You fucking earn it for me, give me food!"

　　Zhuo Xuenong panted heavily, and looked back amid the cry of the woman holding the child and the angry scolding of the squad leader.

　　The burning flame has gradually become the end point that will never be reached on the training ground.

　　"Get up! Get up! You bastard, run for me!"

　　The black-faced squad leader shouted hoarsely:

　　"Zhuo Xuenong! There are still people waiting for you to rescue! Do you want to repeat the previous scene again? Run! Rush over!"

　　"Zhuo Xuenong!!!"

　　In the billowing black smoke, Zhuo Xuenong, who was standing asleep, suddenly opened his eyes, and the instinct engraved in his bones surged out, causing him to return to light and regenerate surging power.

　　Then, just like at the training ground back then, he tried his best to roar:

　　"Yes! Squad leader!"

　　He rushed out with a sharp step, turned through the gap in the steel shelf, stepped into the No. 16 warehouse, and went straight to the No. 2 tank.

　　In the darkness, I saw a humanoid silhouette lying on the ground, as if to cough out my lungs.

　　Looking back, the emergency shelter was already burning with flames, and it was obvious that the maintenance man couldn't stay, so he ran outside with all his might.

　　The maintenance staff couldn't open their eyes, but when they heard footsteps, they grabbed a life-saving straw and wanted to open their mouths to call for help, but when they opened their mouths, they coughed continuously.

　　Zhuo Xuenong took off the gas mask and put it directly on the maintenance man's head. Then he took off the oxygen cylinder and tied it to his back.

　　After doing this, under the hypoxia, the little strength he had just recovered was almost dissipated.

　　"Come on!" He tried his best to lift the maintenance man up.

　　"Thank you...cough...cough...you..." The maintenance staff coughed until tears came out.

　　The two ran out supporting each other.

　　As soon as he arrived outside the warehouse, Zhuo Xuenong fell to the ground with a "thump" and struggled a few times, but was unable to stand up.

　　The maintenance staff pulled him, but couldn't pull it up. He quickly took off the gas mask and put it on his head to let him inhale oxygen. He coughed like a big curved shrimp.

　　Zhuo Xuenong knew that his life had come to an end, and pushed him away: "Go!"

　　"Cough...you save...cough...I, I don't cough..." The maintenance staff wanted to pull him, but before he could get there, Zhuo Xuenong kicked him away with a soft kick.

　　"I can't do it anymore...you...coughcough...you have to pay it back...cough...cough...he's a man, don't let my efforts...cough cough cough... in vain!"

　　After saying this, Zhuo Xuenong really used up all his strength, lying on the ground unable to move, but still staring at the maintenance man.

　　The maintenance man stared at him blankly, then suddenly put on a gas mask, knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times, then turned and ran away.

　　Zhuo Xuenong's eyes became darker and darker, the sound in his ears became lower and lower, and his consciousness gradually became stagnant.

　　"Squad leader, this time, the last one... I rescued..."

　　The blood on his face had dried up, his face was blackened by the smoke, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised an arc, and then, the whole person completely turned into a frozen photo...

　　Zhuo Xuenong, a native of Mingzhou, Zhejiang Province, Yan Kingdom, served as the captain of the public full-time fire brigade of Shanyang Deepwater Port.

　　生于1977年6月12日，卒于2020年10月30日。

　　In the explosion in the Donggang storage area of ​​Shanyang Port, he performed his duties and sacrificed heroically at the age of 43.

　　……

　　After chasing Lu Tonglei to Donggang, as far as Saurer could see, after the simple bunker built up, ambulances, fire trucks, doctors, nurses, fire officers and soldiers, survivors, crowded together in a dark crowd.

　　For some reason, he suddenly felt a little breathless, and his heart was empty, as if he had lost something important.

　　With tears on her face, Lu Tonglei rushed into the crowd, and asked everyone with a sobbing vibrato, "Have you seen my father? His name is Lu Jianzhong, and he's the security guard here."

　　The air is hot and pungent.

　　Saurer, breathing hard, looked around.

　　The injured are screaming, those who have lost friends and relatives are weeping, the doctors and nurses are anxiously communicating during the bandaging treatment, and the fire officers and soldiers are even more roaring to arrange the next task.. 0

　　All the noises mixed together, with blood and stumps all over the floor, making this place almost like hell on earth.

　　Lu Tonglei was in such hell, crying over and over again and asking, "Have you seen my father? His name is Lu Jianzhong, the security guard here..."

　　Saurer's heart seemed to be crushed by a stone, and he felt a trance in his suffocation.

　　"Xiao Zhuo! Xiao Zhuo! Why are you here?"

　　The familiar shouts pulled him back to reality, and when he turned his head, he saw that it was a firefighter whose face was scorched to the point of swelling by the heat, and he could no longer recognize his original appearance.

　　"I'm your Uncle Zhou! How did you come here!" Uncle Zhou asked.

　　Zhuo Lang hurriedly took two steps forward, but because of his weak legs, he couldn't care about it, and asked quickly, "Uncle Zhou, where is my dad?"

　　When he saw Uncle Zhou's open mouth, he immediately froze, and then slowly closed it, where Shen remained silent.

　　Seeing this, Sauro had a bad premonition in his heart, with some crying: "Uncle Zhou, what happened to my dad, tell me!"

　　Closing his eyes, clenching his teeth, and opening it again, Uncle Zhou said painfully and solemnly, "Your dad rushed into the fire to save people, and has lost contact now."

　　"Listen! Xiaozhuo, you're a man, so I'll just say it straight. We are firefighters, rescuing people. Our duty is our honor!"

　　"All of us, including your dad, have been ready to die in the fire since the first day we put on this dress."

　　"Put away your tears!" Uncle Zhou suddenly yelled.

　　"Your father is a hero, I don't allow you to be a coward! There is a shortage of manpower at the moment. Since you are here, your hands and feet are still healthy, so you can help do what you can, understand?"

　　Saurer clenched his fist tightly, trying to hold the tears in his eyes, otherwise it would come out, and his whole face would be twisted together with trembling.

　　"I understand, Uncle Zhou."

　　But as soon as he spoke, tears couldn't hold back and rolled down his cheeks.