The not-so-busy main road in Yinzhou was extremely congested during get off work hours today.
Countless fire trucks, ambulances, and police cars blocked the road.
There were countless citizens on the roadside eagerly watching.
There was a store not far ahead that was emitting thick smoke. The fire was sweeping through the surrounding trees like tongues, and the hot air was blowing in the face.
An old-fashioned Hongqi car was parked on the side of the road, and Secretary Zhao was shouting anxiously on his cell phone.
"Hurry up, hurry up, Director Zhou is inside!"
The captain of the fire brigade and the captain of the security team were all sweating profusely, pulling Secretary Zhao and shouting.
"What's going on? Why is Director Zhao here?"
"I was passing by after get off work. Director Zhao first noticed smoke coming from a roadside store. He asked me to call the police. He rushed in to save people. He hasn't come out yet. Stop talking nonsense and spray water!"
Several water dragons poured over the fire scene like flying rainbows, and a team of firefighters wearing isolation suits rushed into the store door despite the flames.
Soon, citizens with faces covered in dust and stains were rescued by the fire brigade.
Every time someone came out, Secretary Zhao and the two captains rushed over to check the other person's appearance, but they were disappointed every time.
"Have you seen an elderly man?" Secretary Zhao asked anxiously.
"Ahem, cough, cough, there are fireworks everywhere, who should pay attention to whom?"
Secretary Zhao let go of the man angrily, met another elder sister, and asked the same question.
"It seems that when the fire first started, an uncle ran in. He was wearing a Chinese tunic suit, and he looked familiar!"
Secretary Zhao anxiously held the eldest sister's hand, "Tell me quickly, where is he?"
The eldest sister scratched her burnt hair and pondered for a moment, "I think I heard him shouting and went to the mother and baby store to save the child..."
The fire chief immediately yelled, "Give me the gear and I'll go in myself!"
Captain Gao of the security team shouted, "Captain Yang, you have to direct the fire fighting. I'll go in. Put on my insulating suit and hurry up!"
Secretary Zhao shouted anxiously, "Give me a set too, and I'll go too!"
Captain Gao suddenly turned around and held his shoulders.
"Don't go in and cause trouble. Now is not the time to show your loyalty. You need to coordinate the situation outside. Leave the hard work to me!"
Although this is not nice to say, it is a pertinent statement.
Secretary Zhao gritted his teeth and said, "Captain Gao, you have to rescue the director no matter what, otherwise I won't let you go even if you die!"
Captain Gao nodded solemnly, turned around and put on the firefighter's insulating suit. His three confidants also followed suit and were fully armed.
The four of them plus three firefighters formed a temporary team and rushed into the fire despite the billowing smoke.
Secretary Zhao looked anxiously at the store door that had been swallowed up by the flames, and kept praying in his heart. He almost prayed to all the gods and Buddhas in the sky, just hoping that Director Zhou could come back unscathed.
As time passed, water pillars spewed out like dragons coming out of the sea, but the fire still did not decrease.
There was no news from the team that rushed in to rescue people. At this moment, he suddenly heard someone shouting.
"Where's Secretary Zhao, Uncle Zhou? Let me pass quickly!"
Secretary Zhao turned around impatiently and saw a strange car being blocked outside by the security team.
Next to the car stood a young man supporting an old lady.
Secretary Zhao was sweating on his forehead. Why did this guy bring the old lady here? Isn't this adding to the chaos?
He hurriedly waved his hand to let the security team pass, and then went up to them.
"Aunt Zhou, why are you here? Director..."
Before he could finish speaking, the old lady was already in tears.
"We just found the news about our daughter. Nothing will happen to Lao Zhou!"
"Don't worry, Auntie, we have sent two teams in. The director must be fine. You go back to the car and sit down to rest for a while!"
The old lady couldn't stop her tears from rolling down. "Is reality so cruel and ruthless that our family can't be reunited? If something happens to Lao Zhou, how can I face the children? What a sin!"
Secretary Zhao wanted to explain but had no idea, so he had to wink at Zhang Jiaqiang and ask him to persuade the old lady to leave quickly.
However, Zhang Jiaqiang didn't pay attention to his little movements at all, but looked at the fire scene intently.
He suddenly grabbed the fire chief next to him, "Have you found the source of the fire now? Do you know the cause of the fire?"
If Zhang Jiaqiang was not with the old lady, the fire captain would definitely throw him aside.
But now he understood that this must be Director Zhou's relative, so he had to be patient.
"We don't know the cause of the fire. It's more important to save people right now than to care about that!"
Zhang Jiaqiang instantly understood that this person may not be professional.
In this era, many positions are not filled by professionals, which causes a lot of trouble.
Just being brave and resourceful and having ideas is useless. You must have a thorough understanding of the matter before you can prescribe the right medicine.
Although Zhang Jiaqiang doesn't know much about fire fighting, he still has more knowledge than people of this era.
He said anxiously, "You may not be able to put out the fire by spraying it randomly like this, let alone save people. I suggest you find the relevant person in charge of the mall immediately to find out the cause of the fire and the main burning material so that you can target it!"
Just as the fire captain was about to defend himself, Secretary Zhao glared, "You continue to command, I understand the situation!"
After that, he ran to the rescued person and shouted to the person in charge of the mall.
Finally, a gray-faced old man stood up and said, "I, I'm the manager!"
Secretary Zhao anxiously asked the question Zhang Jiaqiang asked just now.
The manager said without thinking.
"It's the oil from the agricultural machinery counter and the lubricant from the auto parts store. It should be. I saw the fire started there first!"
Zhang Jiaqiang ran over with the fire chief and asked the mall manager to draw an internal structure diagram immediately.
Then he said to the fire chief, "Did you hear that? It's oil. You must use dry powder or foam!"
The captain said sadly, "Our dry powder fire extinguisher can't reach this far, there is only water in the car!"
Zhang Jiaqiang suddenly pointed at the sudden change in color of the fire scene, "Hurry, hurry up and get people out!"
Secretary Zhao yelled, "Director Zhou hasn't been rescued yet, how can we retreat?"
The fire chief also pointed to the fire scene and said, "The fire has been suppressed. Now is a good time to save people!"
Zhang Jiaqiang clearly remembers watching a similar video. When the fire suddenly disappears, it is the most likely moment for an explosion.
He roared angrily, "That bastard theory, this is a phenomenon caused by high internal temperatures, and the accumulated flammable material will explode soon!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he ran a few steps, pulled the old lady, and hid behind Gis 118.
"Auntie, please hurry up and ask them to withdraw first, they are about to explode!"
Although the old lady was reluctant to let go of Lao Zhou, years of awareness made her understand that she could not take the lives of innocent people.
He immediately shouted, "Secretary Zhao, people must retreat. For Lao Zhou, you must do this!"
Secretary Zhao stomped her feet helplessly and shouted into the intercom, "Everyone retreat, retreat!"
The two teams of rescuers who entered the fire scene in a moment trotted out of the door.
There were several trapped people among them, and it was unknown whether Lao Zhou was among them.
Just as everyone evacuated outside the safety line, all the flames were extinguished instantly.
Zhang Jiaqiang subconsciously covered his ears.
Suddenly everyone felt the ground tremble, more intense flames spurted out from all over the mall, and billowing heat waves threatened all kinds of debris falling from the sky, like a giant bomb exploding.
After waiting for the arrogance to dissipate, everyone looked at Zhang Jiaqiang with extremely complicated expressions in their eyes.
At this time, Zhang Jiaqiang stood up and shouted, "Are the drawings finished?"
