On the way down the mountain, Hong Chen was so drunk that he lost his footing a few times while jumping up and landing. It wasn't until he peed twice and was blown by the cold wind that he became more alert, channeled his internal energy into his legs and feet, and headed towards the fire.
The direction is flying up and down.
Hong Chen ran down the mountain for a short distance and could already see the flames soaring into the sky from a distance. The momentum was even stronger than before. Half of the sky was burned red. He was still several miles away from the shanty town and could already smell it.
There was a strong smell of smoke, and as you got closer, you could hear many people shouting.
When Hong Chen rushed to the vicinity of the shanty town, he saw that almost half of the shanty town was caught in the fire. As far as he could see, there was a sea of fire. The jumping flames were like dancing madmen. With the howling west wind,
The fire got bigger and bigger, and the fire on some sheds was two or three feet high.
There were many refugees nearby who had just escaped from the sea of fire. They were all gray-haired and many had been burned. Basically everyone's hair smelled of burnt smell. Hong Chen frowned and tore off a piece of clothing.
I put a mask on my head to cover my mouth and nose, and then rushed towards the shantytown, walking towards the shantytown where I lived based on my memory.
Now the entire shantytown has become covered by flames, and many sheds have been burned down. Hong Chen was already drunk, and his mind was a little confused by the smoke. He couldn't find the place where Vulcan Dragon and the others lived for a while. He was worried.
Suddenly he heard crying coming from a nearby burning shed, so he untied the cloth outside Xiaochou, rushed forward, and swung his knife.
The wooden door was broken open, and I saw that half of the roof of the shed had long ago collapsed. A man was being pinned down by a wooden pillar, and behind him was a woman holding two children. The surroundings were surrounded by fire, and her whole body was blackened.
, crying and swatting away the flames that splashed on his clothes.
Hong Chen rushed into the house, first split the wooden pillars, and pulled up the man who was pressed. When he found that the man was no longer moving, he turned around and slashed the burning wall with a knife, and said to the woman: "Take the children quickly."
come out!"
The woman carried the two children out of the shed, and Hong Chen then pulled the man out. The woman put the children down, turned around and threw herself on the man and started crying. Hong Chen couldn't understand what she was howling and shouting, but since they were out of the fire scene
, it wasn’t too far outside, so he should be able to save himself, so he left them and continued to look for Vulcan Dragon’s shed.
However, there were a lot of people trapped in the fire scene. Hong Chen didn't go very far when he heard a cry for help. He broke down the door several times and rescued more than a dozen people before he discovered that the doors of these sheds were locked from the outside from the beginning.
When he got up, he asked an old man who had just been rescued: "Why is the door locked?"
The old man said: "The soldiers said that we would go to the city to steal money and cause trouble during the festival, so they drove us all back to the shed, locked them all, and said we would not be released until tomorrow. Who knew that a fire broke out at night? Some of us
You can't open the door and there are no windows, so you can only wait for death in the shed."
Hong Chen was startled: "Everyone is locked up?"
The old man nodded: "Yes, they are all locked up! I don't know how many people can be locked out."
Hong Chen immediately rushed to a shed whose door was closed but made no sound. He slashed open the chain with a slash of his knife. Before the door could be broken, the door fell outward. As Hong Chen took a step back, he saw a skinny man.
The man was lying on the door, leaning over and shaking, but the man didn't respond. When he checked his breathing again, he found that he was completely out of breath - he had been choked to death.
Seeing this scene, Hong Chen looked around again and saw that there were still many sheds with closed doors. He didn't know how many people were still trapped in them. He didn't know whether they were alive or dead. He stopped breaking down the door when he heard calls for help. When he walked past one, he opened the door.
I don’t know how many knives were used to open a room, nor how many houses were broken open, nor how many people were rescued alive.
, how many dead people were pulled out, Hong Chen's mind became more and more dizzy, and his body became heavier and heavier. When he pulled out a motionless old woman from a half-burned shed, he turned over and found that her entire back was covered with blood.
It was burnt, and my stomach suddenly turned upside down. I couldn't help but kneel on the ground, and spit out a lot of filth with a "wow" sound.
The fire was getting higher and higher, gray smoke covered the entire sky, and the shantytowns stretched as far as the eye could see. Hong Chen had not seen a single fire-fighting soldier until now, and he could not save these countless shacks by himself. He coughed a few times.
He stood up again and ran towards the south, hearing someone shouting along the way before breaking down the door.
After rescuing a few more people, Hong Chen had already rushed out of the shantytown and saw some soldiers using basins of sand and water to extinguish the fire in the outermost shed. He immediately rushed up and shouted: "The houses inside are locked, there are many
If people are locked in the house and can't get out, break the door and unlock it for them!"
The soldiers ignored Hong Chen and continued to extinguish the fire one by one. Hong Chen ran to a person and asked, "Can you understand what I am saying? It's important to save people!" The soldier stretched out his hand to Hong Chen's chest.
He pushed forward and cursed: "Where did you come from, this drunkard holding a knife to stop us from putting out the fire? Get out of here, I'll be careful to catch you and put you in jail!"
Hong Cheng stared and said: "Go and break the locks and save people! There are still many sheds that have not been burned, but the people inside are trapped in the houses one by one and cannot get out. Save them first." The soldier said:
"Do you know how to put out fires or do I know how to put out fires? What if they lock them up? As long as the fire is out, nothing will happen? Besides, we are fire fighters, and those sheds are locked by the people responsible for security. You let
Even if we go there, we can’t open it.”
Hong Chen then asked: "Where is the person who opened the lock?" The soldier said impatiently: "At the security station." Hong Chen asked him where the security station was, but the soldier ran away with the wooden basin filled with sand. Hong Chen went to find another person.
A soldier asked, but that one also
He didn't answer. Hong Chen was furious: "Human lives matter, do you just care about the things in front of you? You don't even want to say a word!" Then he slashed a deep trench into the ground with a knife and shouted: "Where is the security? What do you think?
Are you not going to tell me?"
The group of firefighters were shocked by Hong Chen and finally told him the location of the security station. Hong Chen crossed the moat and flew towards the security station. On the way, he saw many people in the streets and alleys of the city enjoying the lanterns. Men, women, old and young were all smiling.
People were immersed in the festive atmosphere, as if they had no idea what was happening in the shantytowns a few miles away.
Hong Chen couldn't help but went to the street and shouted: "There's a fire in the north! Go help put out the fire!"
However, most people didn't seem to hear it. They were still looking at themselves, playing with themselves, and laughing at their own. The few who were close looked at Hong Chen, but their eyes were like looking at a fool: "If it's on fire, it's on fire. It's time.
What's all the fuss about?" "There's a moat between the city and that side, and the fire can't get in anyway. Look.
You are so anxious." "Is this man also a refugee? Aren't all refugees locked up? Why are there still people out on the streets? Take care of your own things and don't let them be stolen by these dirty people!" There are others.
Shouting: "We have to go home! I guess some refugees will take advantage of the chaos and run into the city to rob and steal."
Hong Chen couldn't believe his eyes and ears. He felt that he was too drunk and was having a bizarre dream. There were obviously many living people facing the fire that was devouring their lives a few miles away. How could these people?
Indifferent? Just like a bamboo rat who is still gnawing bamboo with peace of mind while its companion is being slaughtered nearby.
I ran through this street and then went to the next street. The reaction of the people on that street was no different. There were still a few people who wanted to report to the police to catch Hong Chen who was causing panic and chaos. Hong Chen no longer had hope for these people.
Kuang rushed to the security station and said to the soldiers on duty at the door: "Where are your people? There is a fire in the north of the city!"
The soldier on night duty said: "Why are you so panicked? Everyone has already gone to the moat." Hong Chen was stunned: "Already gone?" The soldier said: "We have been there a long time ago." Hong Chen asked: "
Why didn't I see it when I came from the other side of the moat?" The soldier said, "Maybe the area you came to is very hot and there is no one there."
"Is that so?"
Hong Chen looked at the police station again and saw only dark lights and lights inside. It looked like no one was there, so he felt reassured: The place where I came was exactly where the fire was the strongest. Most of the people trapped inside were dead. They went to save the others.
The people are good, but are there enough manpower?
Hong Chen turned around and headed north of the city, running from other streets to the shanty town. When he arrived at a bridge, he saw a row of soldiers blocking the bridge like a wall. There were people standing on the other side of the bridge, and the fire was getting stronger and stronger behind it.
The sea of fire and thick smoke came over, and they coughed non-stop.
The soldiers covered their mouths and noses with wet white handkerchiefs, and each held an iron spear and a long sword to stop those who wanted to cross the bridge. Some people jumped off the bridge and tried to swim ashore, but the soldiers bent their bows and shot them to death.