Chapter 133

The scorching heat hit him in the face. Even with a helmet and a respirator, he could still feel the moisture on his face slowly evaporating.

His eyes burned painfully, and the sticky air drilled into Yang Chuang's lungs, like a fire.

In the room on the third floor, the heat waves rolled, the fire was everywhere, and the flames visible to the naked eye were running around like fire snakes.

The situation was much more serious than he had imagined.

The raging fire like a wall of fire blocked Yang Chuang's front. He picked up the fire extinguisher, lifted it, pressed it, aimed at the root of the fire, and sprayed it.

But the fire was too big, and the fire at the exit had just weakened, and the flames below continued to spread.

In general, in this case, you have to wait for the water cannon on the fire truck to help break the door.

But the fire truck was firmly blocked in front of the shantytown and could not enter.

Because of this, he led the soldiers to run on foot to rescue.

"Give me the fire extinguisher, you go down, it's too dangerous here, not suitable for multiple rescues!"

Yang Chuang shouted at the soldiers who were climbing up.

"Coach Yang, what are you doing?!"

The soldier who had just climbed up was surprised to see the fire in the house, and then understood what the instructor meant.

"It's useless to have more people. This is an order. Everyone go down!"

Yang Chuang took the fire extinguisher from the soldier and told him to leave quickly.

"Coach Yang, I'll go if anyone wants to go!"

"Shut up and listen to orders!"

Yang Chuang kicked the soldier and ran into the house.

Crackle crackle...

The surrounding groceries were burning vigorously. Yang Chuang picked up the fire extinguisher and sprayed it while running.

The scorching temperature was burning his hair quickly. The heat that penetrated into his bone marrow was like a needle or a knife, like a thousand cuts, making people feel unbearable pain.

"Congcong! Congcong, where are you?"

The corridor was filled with black smoke, and even with goggles, he couldn't see the road clearly.

Yang Chuang endured the dryness and stinging in his throat, and shouted loudly in each room with a hoarse voice.

There were more than a dozen rooms on the third floor. Before going up, he confirmed the room with the woman.

Perhaps because the woman was emotionally unstable and pointed to the wrong room, Yang Chuang did not find the boy when he entered.

The place where the incident happened was a house on the west side of the third floor. At this moment, due to the explosion, it had become a huge deep pit that was concave inward.

Yang Chuang just glanced at it, and suddenly his pupils shrank.

The fire was spreading around the black pit, and there were several gas tanks in it.

Through the respirator, he could still smell the pungent smell, and the source of the gas leak was found.

At this moment, the blackened gas tanks, in his eyes, were bombs that could explode at any time.

"We must leave immediately and evacuate the people."

Yang Chuang instinctively warned himself in his heart, but his responsibility made him look for people again.

"Cong Cong!"

At this time, a faint cry sounded in the room next to him.

"Dad, is that you?"

A little boy appeared through the iron gate.

His face was blackened by smoke, and he was shivering, obviously scared out of his wits.

"I'm a firefighter uncle, don't be afraid, I'll take you down."

After that, he raised the fire extinguisher and cooled the hot iron door, which immediately made a hissing sound.

Yang Chuang pulled the door with one hand, but it didn't move at all.

"Locked?"

Yang Chuang was startled, and the temperature in the building was getting hotter and hotter.

The woman locked the door because she was afraid that the child would go out without permission.

Now it has become a roadblock to Yang Chuang's entry.

"Cong Cong, push back."

Yang Chuang pulled out his waist axe and smashed it against the door lock. The old-fashioned door lock couldn't withstand these few hits and immediately broke into several pieces.

"We must leave immediately."

Without hesitation, Yang Chuang found the kettle in the house, soaked the bed sheet to wrap the child, put the respirator on him, and prepared to return the same way.

As soon as he arrived at the corridor, there was a sudden loud rumble. Yang Chuang felt the ground shaking and he could not stand steadily. The roof of the corridor suddenly collapsed due to burning cracks.

With a burst of dust, the original road was completely blocked by ruins.

The cracked wall was like a dense spider web, extending infinitely outward.

At this moment, the whole building looked shaky and at risk of collapse at any time.

"This?!"

Yang Chuang was anxious.

If he was alone, he would still have the confidence to rush out of the sea of ​​fire.

But now, with a child in his arms, he can take risks, but the child cannot.

"Uncle firefighter, will we die here?"

The little boy at this time was a little unconscious because he had inhaled too much smoke before.

"Wake up, don't sleep, we will be able to get out soon, believe uncle."

"But I feel so uncomfortable and sleepy."

The little boy wearing a respirator tilted his head, leaned on Yang Chuang's shoulder, and murmured weakly.

"Wake up! Wake up!"

Yang Chuang's eyes turned red instantly. The boy in his arms was about the same age as his child.

He was obedient and sensible, not crying or making a fuss. Seeing that the boy was getting weaker and weaker, even his breathing was uneven.

The temperature around was getting higher and higher, the fire was spreading, and even the oxygen in the air was almost burned out.

Sitting and waiting for death would only lead to death.

Yang Chuang suddenly turned around and returned to the boy's room. He suddenly smashed the glass with his waist axe. A whirlwind blew, and the sea of ​​fire reappeared, surrounding them.

Yang Chuang put out the fire while climbing to the window.

The fire extinguisher was about to run out, and the fire snake was following them like a shadow, and it would devour them in the next second.

At this moment, his eyes were determined and he was ready to die.

Even if he had to jump off the building, use his body as a meat cushion, and die, he would send the boy down safely.

This is his duty and belief as a soldier.

"Dad, Mom, I'm sorry, I'll be filial to you in my next life."

"Wife, children, I'm sorry, I really want to see you again and tell you in person that I love you."

"Brothers, I'm gone, don't always think about being lazy, exercise more to reduce bleeding."

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Outside the compound, the firefighters who organized the rescue saw the instructor appear from the window on the other side and immediately wanted to build a ladder to save people.

But the flames below were soaring into the sky, spreading from the outside to the top like creepers, and there was no place to land.

"Coach Yang, hold on, we will save you right away."

They rushed into the sea of ​​fire, but the raging fire and the scorching heat instantly forced the soldiers in fireproof clothing out.

Seeing the instructor upstairs about to be engulfed by the flames, the soldiers were bloodshot.

At this moment, a loud alarm suddenly sounded.

"What is this?"

Almost everyone was attracted by the sound.

A closer look brought a shocking scene into view.

I saw a 120 rushing like a violent beast.

The stalls occupying the road on both sides of the street were hit by the 120 one after another.

Master Liu, who was running recklessly, gripped the steering wheel tightly, roared, and roared from the car loudspeaker.

"Occupying the road for business affects rescue. Even if I don't do it anymore, I have to clear this road!"

As if sensing Master Liu's anger, the engine of the ambulance also hummed and roared.

As Master Liu cleared the way, several orange and yellow fire trucks suddenly appeared behind the 120.

Arriving at the scene, the water cannon was instantly turned on, like a sharp sword, piercing the sea of ​​fire.

The fire on Yang Chuang's side was instantly suppressed, and the firefighters were ecstatic and prepared to set up the ladder again for rescue.

Suddenly, with a loud bang, all the windows on the third floor were shattered.

The sudden explosion made the firefighters look stunned.

The residents of the compound covered their ears and looked up.

In the air, a figure flew out of the thick black smoke, like an angel with broken wings, falling down.

His brain was dizzy, and he instinctively wanted to open his arms to slow down the speed of falling.

But the boy in his arms, the faith engraved in his bones, made him overcome the instinct of survival and leave the hope of life to future generations.

With his back facing down, he hugged the boy in his arms tightly, with only one thought in his mind.

"Child, live!"

There was a muffled bang.

Yang Chuang's eyes went dark, as if the whole world had fallen into silence.