A lot of sayings have been passed down from the early days of China, and it is generally recognized by the people that it is better to do less than to do more. This fully shows that the people of China still don't like to cause trouble!
However, the government likes another saying: If the king does not keep secrets, he will lose his country; if the ministers do not keep secrets, they will lose their lives; if several things are not kept secret, it will cause harm.
Let's not talk about the good or bad. Let's talk about this factory with various names with Arabic numerals built in the northwest. It is very mysterious.
When Zhang Fan was a child, there was a factory like this near his home. The ice cream they made every summer was creamy at a time when Lanshi was all about bean paste popsicles. It was definitely second to none, but it was a bit expensive. A dime apiece.
It's white and sweet, and Zhang Fan is so greedy that he has to use a bowl to catch his saliva. Zhang Fan hated this factory back then, and the security was too good.
Every time I went in to steal an ice cream, I never succeeded. Every time I was asked, I would be taken to the house to look for my parents or teachers.
For this reason, Zhang Fan received a lot of beatings and did not wear the red scarf until the third grade. When he was a child, 404 caused a big shadow in Zhang Fan's heart.
Back then, Zhang Fan was also surprised that the security of an ice cream maker was stricter than that of an aluminum ingot maker. When I was a kid, I heard from adults that this factory made hand grenades, and some also said it made landmines. Little Zhang Fan was very confused, what is the connection between these grenades and ice cream?
When he grew up, he realized that this thing turned out to be a big killer, and making ice cream was just a disguise. It was not until 2000 that the company changed its name to Huaguo Nuclear Industry Group!
ice cream? Nuclear Industry?
Zhang Fan and the children in his factory are considered an oddity. They went so far as to climb the wall of the nuclear industry for ice cream. No one would believe it or even dare to write about it!
However, this 404 is also an idle thing. Making ice cream can become the memory of a generation born in the 70s and 80s in Lanshi!
In the past, it was true that China was too weak and had to be on guard, but now, to be honest, others are still afraid that you will act like a hooligan.
Let’s take the oil depot on the border right now. To be honest, even if you give the surrounding Stans a dozen courages and let them blow it up, they won’t even dare to come.
Every time when the armed police at the border are training, the Chinese side would go to say hello to Star and rest assured. We have been out for a run because the food has been so good recently.
However, I won’t talk about the things that were hidden and built decades ago. Even if everyone knows it, I won’t talk about it. If anyone asks about it, even if it’s an air raid shelter, there will be no one left.
Moreover, the people who participated back then seemed to have a common honor and a common secret.
Like Ouyang, like the old farmer, as long as the country doesn't tell you, I won't tell you. I know what it is, but I just won't tell you!
…
Fires, fires all over the sky, smoke, and smoke filled the ground like the silk cave in Journey to the West.
Zhang Fan stood up and ran toward the fire. As soon as he took a step, he was pulled back by the farm's militia company commander.
"What are you doing!" Zhang Fan was furious. His colleague was lying in the smoke. He would die later. Now that he was being held back, Zhang Fan really wanted to slap him twice.
"I'll go, I'm stronger than you. Your battlefield is here. Your mission is to treat the wounded, not to rescue people in the fire."
After saying that, Xuefeng turned to the other old men and said, "Military coats, if they are soaked, put on three or four of them for me."
After saying that, the man tore off his autumn clothes again, soaked them in water and tied them to his face.
Military coats were very popular in China in the past. Every winter, military coats filling the streets have become rare in recent years. They are all down jackets.
People in the past thought that military coats were thick and heavy. In fact, they were not ordinary military coats.
In the southern part of the border area, a kind of long-staple cotton is specially grown. The yield of this kind of cotton is not high, and it rarely enters the market.
Because this kind of long-staple cotton is not used by ordinary people, it is all purchased by the state, and then made into special velvet products and distributed to extremely cold frontier posts.
However, the altitude and temperature here are not high enough for a coat made of special long-staple cotton, so it is very heavy.
Three or four water-soaked coats weighed on Xuefeng's body, at least as much as a bag of flour.
However, for Xuefeng who does physical work all year round, this weight is still acceptable.
He couldn't run anymore. Step by step, he walked towards the fire that had spread.
"You bastard, I'm going to go as well. You don't even have a mother-in-law, you don't even have a concubine. Oops!"
When Xuefeng's father rushed over, it was already too late. The old man patted his thigh and kept shouting behind Xuefeng.
As the fire spread, Bayin became increasingly dizzy.
"It's so hot. I'll probably end up roasting a whole lamb in a while. I hope they don't let my mother know."
Mom, I miss you!
From now on, you should be obedient, take your medicine on time, and stop quarreling with your father all the time.
Dad, my daughter is unfilial and has no chance to support you until the end of her life. "
The fire spread, spread, and spread immediately. Bayin's face seemed to be roasted with oil and water, and all she could think about was her mother and father.
Everyone has a family and everyone has parents, but sometimes, giving up the family for the sake of the country is not a slogan.
"Stop crying, hurry up and rescue this patient first!" Zhang Fan looked at Xuefeng's back and shouted to Wang Yanan through gritted teeth. He couldn't bear to look at it anymore. He didn't dare to look at it. He was afraid of seeing...
Shaking, trembling, his hands trembled involuntarily, Wang Yanan shed tears while his assistant Zhang Fan rescued the wounded in his arms.
Facing the fire, Xuefeng walked firmly, step by step, sweating like rain, and the fire almost turned his face into barbecued pig skin.
However, he only had eyes for the two people in front of him.
The distance of tens of meters was usually covered in a blink of an eye, but Xuefeng's walk this time was extremely difficult.
Finally, he came to the two of them.
"Hey, hey, girl, wake up, girl!" There was no other way, the two of them, Xuefeng started directly, pinching Ren Zhong, pinching the nose, anyway, he did it as seen on TV.
"Shh!" Bayin finally regained consciousness and looked at the face in front of him again.
The oil and sweat on his face, mixed with cigarette ashes, and the anxious expression on his face made him look as ugly as possible. He could be said to be ferocious.
"Is this hell? Shouldn't I see an angel?" The big-hearted girl was still thinking about this.
"Can you get up and walk?" The fire was about to come. Xuefeng almost collapsed and shouted to the confused girl.
"Well, I'm dizzy. I want to vomit! I can't stand up."
Bayin had inhaled too much smoke. At this time, it was very lucky to be awake.
"Hi!" Xuefeng was at a loss and pulled the old man in front of Bayin, "Old man Chen, wake up, old man Chen?"
The old man opened his eyes with difficulty, "It's useless!"
"What are you talking about? What time is it now? Quick, I will carry you out." Xuefeng was about to go berserk.
"Your father and I are the same generation!"
Throwing away the cotton coat, Xuefeng instantly felt like he was on a barbecue stove with human flesh.
Carrying the old man on his back, and then picking up the nurse in front of him, Xuefeng roared like a cow, "Get up!"
This sound seemed to drown out the crackling sound of the fire, and then the mountain-like man carried the old man on his back and held the girl in his arms, walking hard step by step.
Behind him, sparks came out from time to time like pursuers, and his legs were already cracked with flesh visible to the naked eye.
Blood and oil trickled down, just like a barbecue with a stick of three thousand miles.
It hurt, it hurt so much that he wanted to throw the person on him and the person in his arms away and run away.
However, he couldn't do it, so he gritted his teeth and walked forward with a ferocious expression.
There were not many young people here. Seeing Xuefeng's difficulty, Zhang Fan and Xue Fei wanted to go up to help, but a group of old men and women held them back until they could go.
"You can't go. You have to save more people. If he can come out, he will definitely come out."
I, the master of Xuefeng, held on to Zhang Fan and Xue Fei with tears on his face. Looking at his children's difficult steps, he felt distressed and shed tears, as if fire was burning on his body and a knife was cutting his heart. , heart-breaking pain.
But he knew that Xuefeng's own life could only depend on him now, and he couldn't bear to let others risk their lives.
Taking one step or two, Xuefeng was panting like an ox, huffing and puffing, and the hot air in his nose sprayed on Bayin's face. Bayin raised his hand with difficulty.
Slowly, little by little, he reached out to Xuefeng's face and slowly wiped away his sweat, as carefully and conscientiously as he would wipe away the sweat of the surgeon.
However, Bayin's face looked like he was looking at his lover's happiness, "Put me down and leave quickly. There is a man in this life who is willing to fight for me and die for me. I am worth it."
"Just a few pulls, please hold on tighter."
With a thud, the burning tree fell down and hit two meters behind Xuefeng. Sparks flew up behind them, like fireworks at a festival.
Without a military coat, the flying fireworks fell on Xuefeng, stinging and stinging, and the aroma of barbecue mixed with charcoal.
Xuefeng covered Bayin's face with his head. He couldn't bear to let such a fair and tender girl be destroyed by fire.
The old man carrying it on his back said, "Haha, this girl is a kind-hearted person!"
"Shut up!" Xuefeng yelled.
This old man didn't fight with his father when he was young, and when he grew up, he didn't fight with his son either. Xuefeng and his son almost got into a fight when they competed for the position of militia company commander.
In the end, his son failed and went south. But in this situation today, he had to save him. Xuefeng would not have the heart to abandon him without saving him for a trivial matter. He couldn't do it.
But asking Xuefeng to be polite and respectful to the old man is absolutely impossible!
"Haha, the little brat is just like your father, he is a tough-talking but soft-hearted person. Okay, go back and tell your father that he is not as good as me."
Xuefeng really didn't have the energy to argue with him. Just when he was about to say "I" again, he felt a huge push behind him.
Then, I only felt the old man on his back falling off, and the old man pushed Xue Feng.
"You bastard, run away. I'm going to die. It's not worthwhile for you two babies to be buried with me. Run away!"
Xuefeng's tears were streaming down his face. He didn't cry when the meat was roasted. At this time, he was crying like a baby in confinement, "Uncle, uncle! You don't want it!"
Then the burning giant tree fell and hit the old man. Xuefeng and Bayin seemed to still be able to see the old man laughing in the sparks.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Xuefeng cried and shouted, as if the old man had passed on his last strength to him, Xuefeng threw up his big feet and ran as fast as the wind!
"Quick, come out, come out." Zhang Fan led Xue Fei and ran desperately in the direction of the militia company commander.
When he saw Zhang Fan and Xue Fei, the man's face was streaked with white tears and fireworks scars like a dog licking his face, but in the end he still smiled, and the smile was so ugly: "I only saved one! "After saying that, Xuefeng fell headfirst in front of Zhang Fan and Xue Fei.
"Bayin!" After Wang Yanan finished bandaging, he also cried and ran over to Bayin.
"Yanan, Zhang Yuan, Director Xue, woo! woo! woo!" Bayin began to cry loudly after seeing his colleagues and breathing enough air.
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The fire is getting bigger and bigger, and the wind is getting stronger and stronger. In the fire line headquarters, the armed police leader's face is ashen, as if he is in a sauna.
"Prepare explosives and blow up a clearing for me!"
"The superiors don't agree. If we use explosives now, will it..."
"Tell me, what should I do? How can I build an isolation zone with such big, thick trees? Machines can't get in, and people can't cut them down as fast as fire.
What should I do? What do you think I should do? "
Fire, burning trees, splashing fireworks, and flying rocks are really a battlefield.
"Command center, command center, our captain let the wood fall down!"
"Have the people been rescued?" The boss on the front line almost cursed.
"We tried our best to pull the person out of the fire, but he was already unconscious."
"Has the doctor been here?"
"Already here!"
Throwing away the phone, the leader with a livid face shouted to his deputy: "Blow me up. If something goes wrong, I will be responsible. Go quickly."
"yes!"
…
For those with bruises, burns, or respiratory scalds, the lights in the rescue center are as bright as day.
"Dean, we don't have enough manpower!"
"Separate the doctors and let all the doctors and nurses from the county hospital be mixed into our rescue team."
Ouyang kept discovering and solving problems.
This is really a skill to conduct people, and you have to make the fastest and most correct decision in such a difficult moment. Really, this skill is very difficult.
"Calling Zhang Fan and the others back, let the militia and armed police act as frontline pick-up and drop-off personnel."
"yes!"
…
"Zhang Yuan, Zhang Yuan, this wounded man is dying. Hurry, he has gone into shock."
Zhang Fan just got out of one operating cart and ran directly to another operating cart.
Bayin lay on the ambulance bed, sucked oxygen for a while, shook his head, felt less dizzy, and got up.
"What are you doing? Just lie down."
In the observation car, Wang Yanan was treating Xuefeng's wounds, "There are not enough manpower. I'm fine. I'll help you!"
"You are sure, don't be brave."
"Really, it's okay."
Bayin stood up and walked to Wang Yanan of Xuefeng, who was lying on the bed.
