Marvel's Don't Stop Me, I Want to Die

At the fire scene, people on the ground floor had been rescued, but because the fourth floor was where the fire broke out, the fire spread quickly, which caused a lot of inconvenience to the rescue work, especially when a firetruck was setting up a ladder. , a nearby private room suddenly exploded and overturned the firetruck. High-level rescue operations were temporarily halted.

At this time, the window of a private room on the sixth floor was broken, and six people slid from inside to the roof of the opposite building one after another, causing the people below to cheer. After all, six people had been rescued.

"What's going on?" a person in charge of the fire extinguishing center asked the people around him. Just now, he was worried about the safety of the people trapped on the sixth and seventh floors.

"I heard before that [Sunday] seemed to come to help, and seemed to be rescuing people on the sixth floor." A person in charge of liaison immediately returned to his boss's question.

"Is this the guy who is very popular recently?" The person in charge is a white man in his fifties. He was originally reluctant to believe these rumors, but he didn't expect to meet him today.

"When will our helicopter arrive?"

"I have already applied. It will take five minutes at the earliest."

"I know, use the loudspeaker immediately to notify the people trapped inside, and run up if you can still move. The roof is relatively safe now." The person in charge looked at some information about the restaurant and knew that with the current intensity of the fire It does not affect the main body of the building, so the roof is considered safe.

"Yes, we will notify you immediately!" After hearing this, the liaison officer immediately issued the order of the person in charge to the people below.

At this time, Stanley had rescued five more people, but Stanley's own situation did not seem to be that good.

"The fire spread too fast, and I have no experience in rescuing people in fires, so I almost killed those people." Stanley was a little regretful. He thought he could save many people, but he almost killed a few just now. Personally, this makes Stanley feel very guilty.

He was completely dry and was very hot from the flames. Fortunately, he had a micro-respirator, otherwise he would have died from the thick fog if he had stayed here for so long, especially since this building was still a restaurant. Most of the tableware was made of plastic or wood, and the pungent smell that emitted after burning made Stanley very uncomfortable.

Even Stanley, who had a respirator, was already feeling so uncomfortable. You can imagine how dangerous it was for the remaining survivors. Stanley found some water to wet himself, and started looking for people who might be there again.

But after searching for nearly ten minutes in the flames, he still couldn't find anyone. Stanley could only give up searching for people temporarily and wanted to get some information from the outside, so he rushed out of the restaurant directly through a window and came to the temporary fire command station. Next to the center.

"What's going on now?" Stanley gasped slightly. His physical strength was not as good as he thought, and the loss would be even more severe at the fire scene.

"[Sunday]?!" The person in charge frowned, but seeing the situation on the other side, even the person in charge who had some opinions about Stanley had to admire him.

So far, the rescue has been carried out. Thirty of the more than thirty people who were trapped have been rescued, and there are still three or four people who have not been found. Stanley himself has rescued more than a dozen people among them, and they have all been sent to nearby hospitals. treat.

"I didn't find any survivors on the sixth floor. The stairs to the seventh floor were burned out." Stanley briefly explained what he found. The backpack he was wearing had been thrown away long ago, and there was only one hook left on him. Guns, micro respirators, and no other props.

"Well, seeing as your condition is not very good, you don't want to get involved. We have asked the rescue team to go down from the roof."

The person in charge looked at Stanley's height.

He was only about 1.7 meters tall, which in most cases in the United States was the height of a teenager, so he guessed that Stanley might still be a college student, so he was not willing to take risks, and rescue was their job.

"I can help. As you can see, I can go directly to the seventh floor. As long as you tell me that the survivors may be in that room, I can get there faster than them." Stanley heard the other party's words and refused with a smile. The other person’s good intentions.

At this moment, the intercom in front of the contact suddenly rang, and then the voice of the rescue team came from inside.

"We have found a survivor, but the fire has started near the door and there is no way to get in. We are looking for another entrance."

After hearing this, Stanley immediately said to the person in charge: "Ask which room it is. I can go directly from here."

The person in charge thought for a moment that human life was at stake after all, and finally gritted his teeth and asked his team members for the location of the survivors, and then pointed out the location of the survivors to Stanley.

"Give Mr. [Sunday] some water and let him wet himself before leaving." The person in charge looked at Stanley who had some shirts and pants burned off, and ordered a person on the side, well, his cool style His windbreaker had long been burned by the flames.

After Stanley was ready, the person in charge gave him a walkie-talkie before letting him leave. Stanley smiled and put the intercom in his arms. He came to the route he had just planned, locked the target room with his hook gun, and then ejected to break through the window. But at this moment, a violent explosion occurred in the room where Stanley was about to break through the window. Stanley was hit directly because he had no time to dodge.

"Oops, [Sunday] please answer, please answer, are you okay?" The person in charge was shocked below and immediately called Stanley.

After a while, Stanley's slightly weak voice came from the intercom.

"Ahem, I'm fine. I have successfully entered the room and am looking for the whereabouts of the little girl."

That's right, what Stanley wants to save now is a little girl, and it's for this reason that Stanley is able to ninja the severe pain in his body and act. Just as a large piece of glass was ejected by the impact of the explosion, it was directly inserted into Stanley's neck. Blood was flowing along the wound, and Stanley's physical strength also disappeared rapidly with the loss of blood.

Now there is only one thought that supports Stanley, which is to rescue the little girl. He has even completely forgotten that he will be resurrected. Now he only relies on his will to find the little girl. He doesn't even feel the burns from the flames. According to the route he remembered before The unconscious little girl was found in the cabinet in the room.

"You can't die, ahem, you can't die!" Stanley kept murmuring, putting the micro respirator in his mouth into the little girl's mouth, and tied the child tightly to himself with his own clothes. body, rushed out of the room in one go, nailed the hook gun directly to the wall of the opposite building, jumped out of the window, then hugged the little girl tightly and slammed into the opposite building, and was then driven over The fire alarm was caught.

"How is the girl?" A policeman asked immediately after seeing the blood on the girl's body.

"The girl is fine, she just fainted. It's just that he...sigh." The ambulance staff moved Stanley's arm away with a little force, cut off the clothes that were wrapped around the little girl, and checked and found that the girl was fine. He was just knocked out by the thick smoke, but Stanley had already bled to death because the glass had punctured his carotid artery.

A group of police officers took off their hats, and people nearby cried when they looked at Stanley after the doctor took off his mask.

"He's just a kid!"

"No, he is a hero!" the person in charge said with some self-blame.