He was reborn and became a firefighter again?

Chapter 216 It’s like flying... it feels like it’s stuck in the crotch!

Everyone was in awe.

For such a big scene, the topic was improvised.

Then, the difficulty is no less than dealing with a real fire.

In fact, facing the critical eyes of the detachment is more difficult than dealing with a real fire.

"Bang bang bang." Zhang Zhongting knocked on the blackboard:

"This is no longer a National Cultural Palace building, but a large commercial city!"

As soon as Zhang Zhongting said this, everyone immediately felt nervous.

If the Trade City is no longer an organized unit, evacuation will become more complicated, and search and rescue will be much more difficult.

"There are several people trapped in the building, and there are many casualties!"

"The injured and those who need to be evacuated are all staff. The deceased was a 120-pound firefighting dummy."

ten minutes later.

At this time, the intercom rang again: "Captain, there are also people on the twelfth floor!"

"Okay!" Fang Huai agreed, took out a prepared four-meter rope from his bag, and began to meditate on the protective knot hanging from his knees.

Liu Shoulin and the others also came up from another safety passage gate.

As he said that, he pointed to the front of the car:

"The chief of staff is here, let's go get the mission."

"The two of you, together with He Shun and Liu Shoulin from the 1st Squadron, quickly reached the rooftop, used ropes to descend slowly, sat on their knees and entered the fire scene to investigate.

The two of them quickly put on their air masks and ran upstairs, showing some anxiety.

"Keep right, keep right, slower, slower, the stairs are steep, be careful!"

"Fly slower for a while!"

While going upstairs, there was smoke from time to time.

"There's too much fire inside! You can't get in!"

...

The building is a steel-concrete structure, and the fire is spreading rapidly upward from the fourth floor.

Fang Huai was also a little excited. He looked at several squad leaders who were almost ready, gearing up and waiting for instructions.

Such a topic, this Fengyoujing Building, is enough to consume the physical strength of a reorganized battalion.

One of them took out a walkie-talkie and said:

"Captain, there is an open fire scene on the tenth floor that cannot be investigated. It is suspected that someone is trapped."

13th floor.

Everyone probably knew that they were here for a slow descent, and they all stared at them with curiosity.

During the special service search and rescue process, depending on the safety situation on site, you can apply to dispatch comrades from other brigades to cooperate in the rescue!

Prioritize personnel safety!

When Fang Huai and He Zhijun pushed open the rooftop door, they saw camouflage uniforms everywhere.

Damn, there are more than ten floors, each floor is at least 700 to 800 square meters, and there is smoke everywhere.

"Quick, quick, quick! What are you doing? You are grinding!"

Many trapped people were found at the scene, some of whom were unconscious, and a large number of people were dead. There were high-temperature fire scenes on the seventh, eighth, eleventh, and twelfth floors, and it was temporarily impossible to enter for investigation. "

Outside the square, on an inconspicuous domestic off-road vehicle with ordinary license plates, Mr. Wu, who was dressed in casual clothes, put down his mobile phone, opened the window halfway, and looked at several fire trucks driving out in the square with their police lights on, a smile on his face. smile.

Standing to the side, the wind blew loudly.

carefree.

Fang Huai took off his mask, turned off his air conditioner, and looked around for a suitable place to slowly lower the lanyard.

The four people jumped down and jumped about three meters before slowing down together.

A woman wearing a bath towel briefly looked at him for a second in front of a window on the 12th floor.

Just use a rope to tie a crotch-knot protective sheath around your body for protection.

Five minutes later, all members of the Second Special Service Squadron got out of the car and gathered to stand by.

Zhang Zhongting couldn't help but laugh: "If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight. I will tell Mayor Liu that the time will be longer, and the standards cannot be changed."

Hao Chengbin helped check the protective rope and found no problems. Then he patted Fang Huai on the shoulder:

There are people holding cameras, there are people taking care of the oil pool, there are people not wearing combat uniforms, they are all service personnel.

Along the way, I heard the sound of water hoses being laid down along the stairs, and the sound of urging:

"Our mission this time is internal attack and search and rescue! It will start in 20 minutes!"

Fang Huai couldn't help but straighten up.

Hao Chengbin and Zhao Jincheng, who were in charge of protection, also followed.

"There are also ones on the seventh floor."

"what!!"

"Inform the descent personnel that you can get off."

At the same time, we are also observing the situation inside the windows on each floor.

Further up, the employees evacuating downstairs were accompanied by a gentle voice:

In some places, there are observers wearing camouflage uniforms holding their noses and recording with cameras.

...

A scream came from inside the building, and also from outside.

Where the rope is tied, I would rather tie it closer to the bottom. If it is tied too close to the thigh, the rope will tighten when it is lowered...

Several people looked at each other, walked to the rooftop together, fastened the D-shaped lock with an Italian half buckle, and climbed to the one-meter-high rooftop wall.

At this time, everyone couldn't help but poke their heads and look at the tall buildings outside the tent.

The double contrast shows completely different treatment.

Why do you need to keep your body flat during the descent?

The two warriors immediately understood something.

"Class 1, Class 2, come here, I will arrange internal attack missions for you! Special duty class, rescue class, you are responsible for rescuing people!"

Everyone was shocked.

You can vaguely feel that the people watching outside the building are watching them and yelling.

But at this time, when they heard Zhang Zhi's words, they suddenly felt that they didn't bring enough people.

A staff member nearby came up wearing an oxygen mask and made an "X" gesture to them.

Two soldiers from Nanming's No. 1 Squadron came to a door with a small fire in an oil pool, which meant there was an open flame, and wanted to open the door to check.

...

14th floor.

I just don’t want my crotch to bear too much force.

"Bang bang bang!"

The voice hasn't fallen yet.

Although the task is heavy, it is not serious.

Fang Huai's eyes widened.

Outside the building, channel 2 rang.

We have specially arranged for individuals to be prohibited from passing here, and there is a high probability that there may be something wrong inside.

Zhao Jincheng poked his head out of the window: "Instructor, we want to put out the fire and search and rescue at the same time?"

Damn it, all hands on deck.

"Tie him to this iron pillar!" He Zhijun had already found a place.

Hao Chengbin, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but laugh: "The leaders are here, these subjects need to be shown."

The commanders quickly ran to their respective vehicles.

"Yes!"

These days, conditions are not good enough to engage in this kind of subject. The squadron has not yet popularized safety harnesses. The instructions received are also to use rope nooses for sitting and knee hanging.

Fang Huai suppressed a smile: "Yes!"

The top floor is on the 16th floor.

Now, our detachment headquarters ordered that the first Nanming Squadron enter the fire scene to conduct fire investigation and cooperate with evacuation. The special service team arrived 20 minutes later and entered the interior search and rescue!

The other squadrons, in the order of arrival of Nanming, Yunyan, Baiyun, Wudang, and Huaxi within five minutes, successively launched high-altitude fire trucks to discharge water, externally cooled the thick smoke spots outside the floor, and carried out internal attacks!

The chief of staff picked his head and said twice:

"What's going on? Mr. Wu posed a problem for us and even appointed the Second Squadron of the Special Service. There were more than a hundred people upstairs and more than 40 dummies. The exercise took a long time. How should we explain it to the city government?

Moreover, it is still the kind of very choking smoke, as well as oil fumes.

Sour.

Zhang Zhongting once again withdrew the attention of the red hats.

Most of them are from the detachment.

"Yes!"

First, be careful, second, be fast! Third, pay attention to safety! We don’t have enough manpower. If we encounter a large number of casualties, we can notify the squadron on the same floor to help put out the fire..."

Fang Huai pulled the rope and turned his back to the air, feeling like he was about to fly.

"Squadrons, the Second Yunyan Squadron has received other alarms and needs to evacuate the scene. The Second Special Service Squadron, in addition to search and rescue, is responsible for part of the tasks of internal attack and fire-fighting. Fifteen minutes later, the Chief of Staff will issue a fire-fighting order to your squadron."

They are mainly responsible for keeping an eye on the place where the safety rope is bound to prevent any problems.

The commander's intercom on the shoulder bag of Cao Yi's combat uniform suddenly rang.

When they gathered in the square just now, they felt that eleven squadrons, 40 vehicles, and people were used to deal with this building, which was a bit overkill.

"No."

Homework is assigned.

This is a washroom.

When the first squadron of the Nanming Brigade rushed to the scene, they found that the fire was out of control and immediately called the detachment for support.

suddenly.

However, when Fang Huai and He Zhijun went up the stairs on the right side of the building, they still felt that the detachment was serious this time.

Cao Yi cursed in the car:

"Aren't you talking about real simulation? Do you want to do all these bells and whistles?"

Eleventh floor.

The wind is very strong below and the building is very high.

Everyone in the Second Special Service Squadron heard this sound and knew that the performance mission was coming.

The internal attack mission of each fire point will be issued by the chief of staff after the investigation of Nanming No. 1 Squadron is completed! The commander's intercom is set to channel 2, gets in the car and waits for the order, take action!

"Yes!"

Inside the tent of the full attendance headquarters.

After preliminary investigation outside the building, it was found that there was heavy smoke coming out of the fourth, fifth, seventh, eighth, eleventh and twelfth floors. According to our detachment’s understanding from the floor managers, the total amount of combustibles on site was large, many types, and hidden. The temperature on site is high and the environment is very complex.

...

It's a pity that my arrival floor is only on the 10th floor.

Fang Huai tilted his back as much as possible and used his waist to bear the weight to avoid rubbing his thighs.

"Does this happen on other floors?"

"Your mission is to put out fires, rescue people, and retrieve bodies! The casualties may be everywhere on the 12th floor. This is not just about being there to mark the scene. All rescue tasks must be completed! If the rescue is declared complete, the building If there are still casualties inside, it is considered a mission failure.”

Soon, the intercom in the hand of an officer in camouflage uniforms on the rooftop rang.

Do you want to... inform the observers and release water for them? "

Drills are very different from real fires. How dare you use slow descent for investigation of a real fire on a floor? It's just to use this method to make the drill more beautiful.

The entire corridor was dark, with no lights, and there was thick smoke in some places.

Two seconds later, He Zhijun shouted:

"Down!"

Cao Yi looked back at the building, and then said speechlessly:

"He Zhijun, Fang Huai!"

<divclass="contentadv">"Arrived!"

Performance...no, slow down the descent, try to be as tidy as possible, the city leaders are downstairs. "

The safety harness can bear a large area of ​​force, and the protection of the rope cover almost all falls on the crotch rope at the base of the waist and buttocks.

"Report to the headquarters, there are safety stairs on the east and west sides of the first floor.

Cao Yi took a deep breath: "Call and call Captain Zhang, Chief Secretary, and Chang Ming at home. Hurry!"

After the binding was completed, the squad leaders responsible for protection from the two squadrons also came up.

"Move your hands and feet, it will be a tough battle soon! The first and second fire squads will search and rescue from the fourth floor, the special duty class, the rescue class, from top to bottom, and the first squadron will search from the middle of the floor up and down.

Of course, because there is no full-body safety harness, it is impossible to do it while standing vertically. The protection of the rope can only be from the crotch and waist. If you fall from the handstand, the body will easily come off the rope.

...

"Be serious!"

"There don't seem to be any on the lower floors."

Fang Huai, you go to the left side of the 10th floor, and He Zhijun goes to the left side of the 8th floor.

After discussing with the cadres of the first squadron, Cao Yi and Ye Jiahong ran to the car windows of their squadrons to inform them of the situation.

"There was also someone at the door of a room at the end of the corridor on the eighth floor. When we were evacuating, he said there was a fire inside!"

It was probably to demonstrate to the leaders of the city government where all the firefighting funds were spent.

...

"Now, there is a fire in the warehouse on the fourth floor of the Cultural Palace Trade City. There are many flammable materials inside, including textiles, plastic products, etc. The ignition point is basically smoldering.

"Ow!"

Fang Huai's crotch was stuck.

Looking at the woman who was still screaming inside, Fang Huai Feidan did not quickly lower the rope, but instead pointed inside and roared:

"There's a fire in the building, don't you know?! Why take a bath? Get out quickly!!"