There are roughly three types of work under the mine: blasting, gold washing and slag removal.
Among them, the blaster needs to know how to make gunpowder and how much amount of gunpowder to put into the blast hole. After a loud noise, the slag removal workers are responsible for carrying the collapsed rock slag, and then the gold washers use chemicals to rinse out the value.
City's gold.
Here, everyone can see without further explanation that slag removal has the lowest technical content, is the most tiring, and has the least income.
Shi Jiangbo has been engaged in this dangerous and arduous job for three years. The couple rented a house on the street. However, after having their second child, the pressure and cost of life suddenly increased.
Although the Chinese New Year was coming, someone offered a price that was ten times the usual price. Thinking about his wife's new clothes and his children's new toys, Shi Jiangbo gave up the idea of returning to Hebei for the Chinese New Year. He wanted to work a few more days and save more.
some money.
On New Year's Eve, a family reunion is not something someone of his class can hope for.
Since he is a thief, he cannot be honest.
In order to avoid inspection, Shi Jiangbo usually works from dusk to dawn the next day. During this period, what he has to do is to carry out bags of slag weighing about eighty or ninety kilograms each.
The lights in the mine were flickering and the visibility was very poor. He could barely see the roof of the mine with sharp rocks exposed in front of him. After a dull cannon sounded, Shi Jiangbo quickly got to work.
The illegal gold mining determines that there are no more protective measures here. A headlamp is the only object that can illuminate the mine. Some dry food on your back can satisfy you throughout the night.
Shi Jiangbo didn't know that the miner nicknamed "Dasha" had adjusted the excavated port channel in recent days and used explosives to blast out a new branch port channel, and the direction of this new port channel was Taohua Island.
Three hours later, Shi Jiangbo sat on a pile of broken ore and lit a cigarette. This was also an old habit. Even though he was young and had good physical strength, he felt very tired after three tense hours.
Smoking cigarettes and chatting with the workers around me, although I can't go home to celebrate the New Year, everyone's topic is going home, "Damn, pushing an extra cart is the price of one cart." This cart of slag is a piece of my son's puzzle.
, he stood up again before he finished smoking a cigarette.
After shoveling and loading the truck, he struggled to push the truck of collected rock debris toward the stairs. Suddenly, he sniffed hard, and there was a strange smell in the underground air.
He put down the car and cursed, "What's the weird smell?"
However, with the help of his headlamp, he discovered that a puff of yellow smoke was coming from the harbor channel.
"Come out quickly, come out quickly, there's smoke!" He shouted loudly inside, but after shouting a few times, he found a pungent feeling in his throat, and he wanted to cough but couldn't.
He was also an old miner. Seeing that something was not good, he hurriedly climbed up the stairs to the second-floor tunnel, but thick smoke followed closely behind him.
"Run!" Shi Jiangbo shouted in panic. Through the flickering lights, he saw his fellow Hebei fellow. He also had a look of panic on his face and covered his mouth nervously. Under the lights, his face looked so grim.
Terrifying and terrifying.
The smoke is yellow and yellow-green, just like the scene in the TV series "Journey to the West", with the invisible monster billowing out of the cave.
Shi Jiangbo's eyes suddenly widened. In the yellow-green smoke, two gunners also ran out. Their faces were covered with snot and tears, and they were obviously very badly smoked.
"Run quickly." Shi Jiangbo shouted.
However, it was too late, as one of the gunners softened and fell down.
"boom--"
A dull sound came from below. Shi Jiangbo felt that the gravel in the mine kept hitting his head, and the port on his feet was also shaking constantly. His feet slowed down and he fell to the ground.
As his vision went dark, his consciousness blurred. In front of him, the face of his two-year-old son became clearer and clearer, and his voice became louder and louder——
"Dad, dad——"
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Every morning when walking out of this illegal mine, miner Shi Jiangbo would hang up a phone call at home. His wife Wang Li would only start making breakfast after receiving the call.
After eating, washing clothes and tidying up, Wang Li would choose to contact her husband after 10 o'clock during the day. At this time, Shi Jiangbo had slept and had already woken up.
On the morning of the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, Wang Li did not receive a call from her husband as usual.
At about ten o'clock, she couldn't sit still any longer, so she called her husband Shi Jiangbo, but no one answered her three consecutive calls.
Later, Wang Li sent another message to Shi Jiangbo. Her two-year-old son kept shouting "Daddy" into the phone, but Shi Jiangbo did not reply.
At around 12 noon, Wang Li called her husband's phone again, but no one answered. She felt so panicked that her chest seemed to be blocked by something. She packed up her things and rushed to Langya with her two sons.
Street Longwangmiao Village.
She was riding an electric bike and noticed something strange before she even reached the entrance of the village.
On the highway, there were a sudden increase in vehicles, including fire fighters, public security personnel, and vehicles with the words "land, safety supervision, transportation, highway, etc." printed on them. The sirens were blaring loudly. She suddenly felt weak all over and wanted to sit down.
The roadside will never get up again.
The electric car was still moving forward, but when it arrived at the entrance of Longwangmiao Village, the electric car could not enter. A large number of police officers stood at the intersection of the village leading to Girling. At the entrance of the village, warning tapes and cordons had been drawn up.
"Something happened, something must have happened." Her tears fell involuntarily. She looked at the two dolls in front of and behind the car, not knowing whether to shout or cry.
A square in the village was filled with district leaders at all levels. Liao Xiangting, Jiang Sheng, Cai Yongjin, Zhou Pingan and other district leaders were all surrounding Liao Xiangting.
Yuan Liping, director of the Land and Resources Bureau, Zhu Hongyi, political commissar of the Public Security Bureau, Jia Zhiguo, director of the Work Safety Supervision Bureau, Pang Jinguang, the first and second-in-command of Langya Street, Du Guojun and others were surrounding the perimeter.
Further outside were the street leaders such as Wang Guoyao, Yan Ting, Xiu Xueli, Longwangmiao Village Party Branch Secretary Zhu Mingyang, and some cadres from the two offices.
At the outermost edge are the new police station chief Jiang Xiaoyun and the police officers from the Public Security Bureau. The leaders have worried faces, and the police officers all feel as if they are facing the enemy.
At this time, the most indispensable thing in this country is the people watching the excitement. The Chinese New Year is almost here, and the children are also on holiday. They are all staring at these uninvited guests as if they were watching a movie.
"How is the situation inside?" Zhou Ping'an looked at Niu Jishan, the fire brigade captain who came down from the mountain, his voice was low but not angry.
In this incident, according to the principle of territorial management, Langya Street cannot escape. The Bureau of Land and Resources and the Bureau of Work Safety are all responsible. Just look at the faces of Pang Jinguang, Yuan Liping and Jia Zhiguo.
Today is the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, and tomorrow will be the 30th day of the twelfth lunar month. It’s not going to be a good year for you!
"There are too many toxic gases inside, and they are constantly being produced," Niu Jishan said calmly, "We are working hard to use air compressors to blow away the poisonous gas." He is from Henan. Although he got married and had children here, his accent has never changed.
"Aren't there protective masks?" Zhou Ping'an said, "We can organize fire fighters to conduct a preliminary investigation!"
Liao Xiangting looked at Zhou Ping'an, interrupted him and said, "At times like this, we can't be impatient, we must provide scientific rescue, and no new safety accidents can happen again." He looked at Niu Jishan, "Miners are human beings, and our firefighters are human beings too.