Heart fire

"...This is really an unforgettable experience for us!"

The female reporter has no image at the moment, the helmet is crooked, one side of the cheek is a mass of plateau red, the foundation and sunscreen are melted into black stains by sweat, sweating profusely and panting excitedly to the recorder: "110 six seconds , Our firefighters reached the 2th floor from the first floor in less than [-] minutes! What an amazing speed!"

……

110 six seconds.Zhou Tong calculated quickly in his heart.

It took less than six seconds to climb one floor on average, and 58 seconds to climb the tenth floor, faster than Zhou Yi.He bent down and supported his knees with both hands, gasping for breath, while looking at the trainer not far away who was being chased by reporters asking questions. despair.

He is so good.

When will I be able to catch up with...

...

Morning training is over.In the scorching sun, Ye Zheng wiped his sweat with his clothes and asked his teammates, "Do you want to drink soda?"

"No..." Wu Wei said with his head drooping, "I just want to take a cold shower right now."

Du Wei also said: "I want to lie in Lao Fang's freezer for a while..."

As soon as Wen Yue disbanded, he ran away without a trace, and knew without thinking that he was in a hurry to take a shower.Teammates left one after another, Zhou Tong took off his shirt and twisted it, and poured two bottles of ice water on his body in succession, only then did he feel relieved.Thinking that there may not be a place to go to the bathhouse now, he simply sorted out the equipment thrown on the ground shirtless, and listened to Xi Yang answering reporters' questions while moving things.

"Could you briefly introduce to us what 'quick intervention' is? I believe many people are unfamiliar with this term." The female reporter asked while holding up a recording pen.

The question was asked very professionally, and it seemed that he had come prepared.Zhou Tong has not yet been exposed to the training content of the intervention team, so he put away his things and walked two steps closer, standing in a cool place under the training tower and listening carefully.

After the training, Tu Ke and Xiang Yu slipped away from the wall.Xi Yang glanced at the backs of the two, and shook his head helplessly.

"Quick intervention refers to the rapid and effective assistance, search and rescue for emergencies." Xi Yang replied slowly. "This task is more demanding than the average firefighter in terms of the physical fitness and skill of the team members, including willpower and the ability to assess the fire scene."

The female reporter kept nodding to express her listening and approval, and then asked: "So, what is the purpose of setting up the intervention team?"

Xi Yang's complexion didn't look good, and his lips were a little pale.

"Our country currently has no concept of escape and rescue for firefighters, and there is no relevant training content. But I think that in addition to saving the people, the life safety of firefighters should also receive the same attention. Whether it is rescued or self-rescue, we all It is the responsibility to try to reduce and avoid their sacrifices through systematic and scientific methods."

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Zhou Tong has been afraid of heat since he was a child, and nosebleeds are more likely to occur in summer, and he always has tissues in his pocket.He rubbed his nose subconsciously, but Xi Yang's voice was like a cool spring pouring into his ears, and the unhurried speaking speed made the dryness in his body gradually fade away unconsciously.

Xi Yang's answer is concise and concise, even people who don't understand anything can understand it.But even with a calm tone and without too much emotion, Zhou Tong could still hear his almost paranoid insistence on saving his companion's life.

"...surviving a fire is the hardest task of every firefighter..." "...rescue itself is brutal..." "...saving firefighters It is a completely different search and rescue mission than saving ordinary people..."

The voice from the ear suddenly became intermittent.

Zhou Tong was still thinking wildly in the last paragraph, and when he came back to look carefully, he noticed that the instructor's standing body suddenly began to tilt, and one hand was still supporting the left leg that was slightly off the ground.

A painful expression flashed across Xi Yang's face, and it took only a moment for it to return to normal.

"Sorry, I might need a break..."

The female reporter immediately asked with concern: "Are you okay? Did you get injured during training just now?"

"It's okay." Xi Yang smiled slightly to express his gratitude, and then said to her: "Go to the cafeteria to eat with everyone first, and if you still need it, come to the office to find me in the afternoon."

"Okay, okay, then you..." Xi Yang waved her hands and was about to leave halfway through the female reporter's words, but she almost collided with someone as soon as she turned around.

"You..." Facing Zhou Tong who appeared unexpectedly and arched his back towards him, Xi Yang froze in place.

"Teacher, what's wrong with your leg? I'll carry you on my back." Zhou Tong turned his head and looked at him seriously, then suddenly said "Oh", and took off the clothes on his shoulders belatedly, smelled it Put it on quickly.

"It smells a little sweaty." He said shyly.

"I'm fine, no need." Xi Yang frowned slightly. "You take the teacher of the media"

Before he could finish his sentence, his vision was suddenly blocked, his feet left the ground in an instant, his body lost its center of gravity, and the pain in his knees made it too late for him to refuse to struggle, so he threw himself on a large, steamy back.

Xi Yang is not as tall as Wen Yue, Zhou Tong is more than a head taller than him, and his body is also stronger than him. He stepped back a little, squatted, and easily held him on his back with one hand .

"Zhou Tong!" Xi Yang yelled in a low voice with pain, the volume was so low that only he could hear it, and it had no deterrent effect. "Put me down."

"It's okay, it's not heavy, I think you are much lighter than Wen Yue." Zhou Tong's thinking seemed to be on another channel, and he answered frankly, without noticing Xi Yang's nervousness and bewilderment at all.

"Does it hurt?" He tried not to touch his left leg and turned him upside down. "Hold on, I'll take you to the infirmary."

After finishing speaking, he walked towards the office building, taking every step steadily, clearly in a hurry, but cautiously.

My mind is blurred by the scorching sun, and the scorching feeling makes people flustered.Xi Yang finally felt a little thirsty, and quickly gave up the meaningless struggle, and put down the weight of his body and his beating heart bit by bit with almost imperceptible strength.

"Kacha" the keen news reporter immediately raised the camera to take pictures of this scene.

...

Seeing the trainer being carried through the door, the health workers and military doctors at the medical office were frightened and wanted to call a car to take him to the hospital on the spot.It took Xi Yang a long time to explain in various ways that he was just exercising too much and caused an old injury to flare up, and he was used to it, and he took the initiative to promise that he would take a good rest, which made everyone heave a sigh of relief.

"It's a little swollen." After examining Xi Yang's knee, the military doctor asked the health worker to fetch an ice pack and put it on him, and then said seriously: "I still have to go and take a picture. Damage to the meniscus is not a trivial matter. It will take a long time." If you are prone to synovial disease, you must pay more attention these few days, and the training intensity should not be too high."

"Okay, it's okay." Xi Yang put down his trouser legs and coughed lightly twice. "That...don't tell Team Tu and the others yet."

The military doctor sighed helplessly: "That can't be done, Team Tu knows it will smash my head. Besides, you are a cadre, so you should report any health conditions in time."

Xi Yang wanted to argue a few more words, but Zhou Tong, who was waiting outside the consultation room, suddenly poked his head in: "Teacher? Have you dealt with it?"

Before Xi Yang could speak, the military doctor waved at him: "It's just right, you come here. Your instructor needs to suspend activities recently to rest more. You can carry him back, let him walk as little as possible, and take care of him."

"Oh, okay." Zhou Tong opened the door openly and came in after hearing this, squatting down in front of Xi Yang. "Let's go, instructor, do you want to go to the cafeteria to eat? Or should I call you back?"

Such a big man, squatting on the ground like a big golden retriever, with bright and sincere eyes.Xi Yang suddenly wanted to laugh.

"Don't carry me on your back." There was a trace of deliberate sullenness on his face. "What it looks like, the influence is not good."

"Ah?" Zhou Tong didn't understand what he meant. "It doesn't matter, right? If we go into a fire scene in the future and encounter danger, I will carry you on my back too."

"Bah, bah, bah." As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately overthrew himself. "You carry me. I must be holding you back."

"Then I'll pay you back the favor first." Immediately afterwards, Zhou Tong chuckled. "If there is such a day in the future, just don't think it's too heavy and don't carry me on your back."

The face that had softened a lot just now suddenly became stiff again.Xi Yang stopped talking, and Zhou Tong was in a panic.

Why is he not smiling?Am I...too big or small?

...

Xi Yang never let Zhou Tong carry him on his back, he only allowed him to support him to the cafeteria for dinner, and then let him saddle him to the computer room.

When everyone saw that the trainer was inconvenient to move around, they gathered around to ask questions. Xi Yang just replied "it's okay" lightly, without any extra words.Everyone went to ask Zhou Tong again, and Zhou Tong followed his example: "It's all right, don't worry, hurry up and get ready for class."

The basic training for the mental health of firefighters in the afternoon requires Xi Yang to teach in person.Zhou Tong listened very carefully, taking notes word for word from beginning to end.Du Wei, who was sitting next to him, was a little absent-minded. When he was called, he faltered and hawed answers to very simple questions.

Xi Yang didn't go to the cafeteria for dinner, so Zhou Tong went to the infirmary to ask for some ice packs and sent them to his dormitory.Facing him, Xi Yang didn't know what to say, so he asked him if he had eaten.Zhou Tong was quite happy, and said with a smile that he had already eaten, and said that the trainer should take a good rest and don't move around. Call me anytime if you need anything, and I'm going to do intensive training now.

After Zhou Tong left, Tu Ke handed the phone to Xi Yang and asked him to read the press release sent by the reporter.

"Tomorrow morning, Team Xi will review it? I have a close-up of you."

Xi Yang took it and flipped through it. The content of the manuscript was long and sensational, so you don't need to read it, but there is a photo of Zhang Zhoutong carrying him at the bottom.

In the photo, his expression is very unnatural, it can be seen that he doesn't want to be carried, but his hands are tightly clutching Zhou Tong's clothes.

"Delete it." Xi Yang returned the phone to Tu Ke. "Don't send photos."

"Huh? Why?" Tu Ke took back his phone and admired it again, and read the title again: "A true hero in the fire, a comrade in arms under the scorching sun."

"It's a bit rusty. But you two are black and white, one tall and one short, and you are led by a soldier. It looks very warm."

Xi Yang ignored him, and walked slowly onto the balcony while holding onto the edge of the bed.

Before the night came, there was a large red fire cloud between the sea and the sky, reflecting the eyes like flames.Standing on the terrace, you can see the towering training tower not far away. Under the tower, two figures in protective clothing are running fast, sometimes appearing at the window of a certain floor, sometimes stopping to wait for each other, as the sky darkens , becoming increasingly blurred.

"This kid is pretty good." Tu Ke came out with a water bottle, and said while watering his pots of half-dead flowers, "If it wasn't for Deputy Yao, I really wanted to practice hard, but it's a pity."

Xi Yang didn't speak.

Is it a pity?They are only 19 years old. If they hadn't been in the army, they would be at the age when they would be free to squander their youth. Life and death are far away and irrelevant to them.

Being a soldier is too hard. Even though it has become a habit, Zhou Tong's appearance still reminds Xi Yang of himself when he first joined the army more than once. Relying on his pursuit of love and a lofty ideal, he was hit by reality time and time again. Get ashamed.

He used to be at the bottom of the class in all training results.Countless nights like this, when others had rested, he was led by the squad leader to repeat training over and over again on the playground, wearing heavy protective clothing, carrying the hose that he hated so much, he was so tired that he was out of breath, He retreated countless times, but in the end the reason why he gritted his teeth and persisted was that only at this moment, here, time and space belonged only to him and the people around him. Get free catharsis.

"I can't move anymore, my leg hurts so much."

"Persevere. The assessment will be held next week. If you are like this, how will you go to the battlefield in the future?"

"I don't want to go to war at all..."

"Be obedient, get up, and persevere."

"Then if I finish climbing, can you carry me back later?"

"..."

"Okay ah?"

"I'm the squad leader, and it's not good for others to see it."

"What's the matter, we are comrades-in-arms. Besides, if you go into the fire scene in the future and I get injured, don't you have to carry me!"

"That's different."

"What's different!"

"Okay, don't be self-willed, get up quickly."

"......Alright alright."

"Then, if my grades improve this time, can you..."

"Xi Yang." Zhou Yi's outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, his dark pupils were bottomless, and he was staring at him very seriously.

"You're so delicate. I don't like it very much."

"Don't take training as a joke. It's not for me to make you stronger and better, but to save more lives."

"Remember our mission and responsibilities. We must be worthy of your clothes, worthy of your parents' upbringing, and even more worthy of the country and people's training for you."