While the leaders of the spacecraft department from the north came to hand over command, the rescue operations on the viaduct were temporarily suspended. Only two people from the fire brigade were left to look after the scene. The rest of the people withdrew and began to rest, while waiting for the crane.
Come here, on the other hand, everyone stayed up all night and was physically exhausted.
Chen Shu heard from the fire brigade that a group of professionals from the spacecraft department were coming to replace the original local headquarters. Thinking that there might be new tasks, he withdrew with the fire brigade.
When a group of people passed under the bridge, they saw several reporters surrounding a fire cadre for interviews.
"They are from the Yangyi Squadron and are responsible for the rescue under the bridge. They were the first to come. I heard that they rescued more than 20 people. Some brothers used their fingers to pick people off and they bled a lot!"
The fire squad leader next to the book introduced it, his eyes full of pride.
As he passed by, the monitor politely greeted him as "instructor."
Although the instructor was surrounded by reporters, he did not forget to give a thumbs up to the brothers who had fought together.
Chen Shu took a closer look. Although the instructor's face and body were dirty, his brows were filled with a sense of simplicity. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his posture was upright. He felt safe just by looking at him.
"Instructor, what is the rescue situation like at the scene?"
"...The search and rescue of personnel has been basically completed. 5 or 6 searches and rescues were conducted on site until the life detector was used to detect that there were no signs of life..."
"Instructor, that is to say, it has been 8 hours since the accident occurred. In these 8 hours, a total of 6 personnel search and rescue operations have been carried out. So far, the entire personnel search and rescue operation has ended?"
"..."
Chen Shu, who was following the firefighter, was suddenly held by an old man's hand.
The old man's head was covered with dust, his body was covered with mud, and his back was very hunched. But he raised his head vigorously, as if trying to stand up straight, but it was in vain.
He first looked up at Chen Shu, with tears in his eyes, and said miserably: "Comrade police, please save my granddaughter, she is still in the car and hasn't come out. Save her."
Chen Shu was involved in the search and rescue on the viaduct. Except for the rear of the car that was pressed down, other places were also searched. All passengers got off the viaduct. The search and rescue under the bridge, according to the instructor just now, was over. Now this
I haven't found my granddaughter yet, so I guess she is dead or buried under the carriage.
Perhaps it was because the old man was too old to bear the excitement, so no one told him the truth for so long.
Chen Shu stopped, stretched out his other hand to hold the old man's hands, and asked with concern: "Old man, what car number does your granddaughter take?"
The old man tilted his head to the side, pointed to a carriage with most of its body scattered on the ground, and said, "It's right there. That seat was given to us by a kind-hearted person who saw how hard our grandfather and grandson were standing.
My granddaughter was very happy to get on it, and then I went to the entrance of the corridor behind and sat on the ground waiting. Then the car swayed and my granddaughter disappeared, just disappeared... Wuwu... disappeared...
..Please help me search again, help me search again... She must still be waiting for me inside..."
Chen Shu thought of the one or two shoulder-to-shoulder children on the bridge, his eyes became hot, and he was speechless with tears in his eyes.
The fire squad leader next to him waved his hand to let the team move forward on their own. Standing next to Chen Shu, he kept sighing:
"The old man's granddaughter's body was found by us immediately, but he didn't accept it, he didn't accept it."
...
The sky is slightly bright and the cold wind is blowing.
Dongzhou local TV host Zhang Yang rushed to the scene with the program team. Since eight or nine hours had passed since the accident, the passengers had basically been evacuated, and the police, firefighting, medical and other units who had rescued overnight also temporarily withdrew for rest.
Zhang Yang stood at the entrance of the temporary command department, watching the big leaders inside making a heated argument, but he didn't dare to come in and make any noise.
She still has a sharp eye. Even the deputy chief official of Dongzhou City is serving tea and handing out information. What can she do as a small local host?
She was a little annoyed that she had left her mobile phone in the living room last night, and then went to bed early. As a result, she slept like a dead pig and couldn't hear the ringtone of her mobile phone!
At this moment, I was gritting my teeth in hatred and stamping my feet beside him, but I was helpless.
Photographer Xiao Zhao consoled him: "Sister Yang, there's nothing we can do about it. We were chasing the hot pot restaurant's illegal use of gutter oil some time ago, which made us stay up late every day. I must have slept so hard after the work was completed yesterday. Taili will
Understood.”
Zhang Yang frowned nicely and snorted: "I don't understand myself!"
The thought of returning without success gave me a headache, so I simply stayed and walked around to see if I could find anything.
Zhang Yang pointed to the most crowded place under the viaduct: "Let's go there and have a look."
When we got closer, we discovered that it was the front cockpit of the rear car, and outside it was filled with staff from the spacecraft department coming from the north.
Several of them saw the camera carried by the accompanying member Xiao Zhao and the large fill light carried by the lighting engineer. Knowing that they were media reporters, they subconsciously blocked the three people outside.
Zhang Yang originally wanted to trick him or squeeze in to find out what was going on, but he didn't expect that a middle-aged man who looked like a leader waved to the staff who were blocking the way, and let Zhang Yang and others walk in.
"Let the journalist friends come in."
Zhang Yang winked, and the three of them walked quickly inside.
She smiled brightly and said sweetly: "Hello, leader, I am Xiao Yang from Dongzhou TV Station. This is my business card."
"Well, my name is Wang Ping."
The leader Wang Ping dealt with it a little absent-mindedly. He stood at the door of the cockpit, looking inside, his brows furrowed tightly.
Zhang Yang came closer and the scene inside the cabin was clear at a glance.
I saw the body of a man wearing a blue uniform, who should be the spacecraft driver, lying on the bridge, tightly leaning against the brake handle that was erected on it.
The entire brake lever penetrated his chest!
Wang Ping sighed, with a low tone, pointed to the brake handle that penetrated the driver's chest, and whispered: "Look at the brake handle, it's so blunt. Think about how painful it would be if it penetrated through the chest.
.”
He walked inside, patted the driver's back gently, and continued: "If it weren't for the speed with which he braked with his life, I don't know how many more people would have died. Come in, be gentle with your hands and feet, and lift slowly
go out....."
Several young people gently pushed Zhang Yang away, who was stunned at the door, and walked in. They lowered their heads and stood beside the driver in silence.
Zhang Yang couldn't help but cover his mouth, his heart suddenly felt heavy, but he was speechless.