Fire fighting

Spring began in March, and it rained for a week in Lucheng.

"Brother Rong, we are retiring tomorrow. Six years have gone by too quickly."

In the office, Jiang Ce drank the hot water poured by Xiang Rong, sighed secretly and shook his head: "We both entered the team at the same age at the age of 18, and we are 24 in a blink of an eye. At least you became the monitor of the squad, and I have not been promoted at all."

Xiang Rong smiled slightly: "Although you haven't been promoted, you have won a lot of bonus pennants."

"That's natural. I have followed you through life and death so many times. I have worked hard without credit." Jiang Ce was proud, and then his face changed slightly. Even I went to the administrative post, look at yourself again, Li Cheng made a recommendation for you, and the General Administration let you go to be a non-commissioned officer. You are the best among us, but you chose to quit in the end. I don't know what you think."

"I'm tired from work, but ordinary ones are fine." Xiang Rong answered calmly.

"That's a non-commissioned officer. No matter how many people want to be, they can't be." Jiang Ce lit a cigarette and handed Xiang Rong another one. "You remind me that you almost resigned three years ago. In the end, it’s still working till now.”

"It's not the same," Xiang Rong took the cigarette calmly, but didn't light it, "That's resignation, this time it's an honorable discharge."

The weather was gloomy, and Jiang Ce vomited: "What do you plan to do after you retire?"

This question touched Xiang Rong's mind, he turned his head to look out of the window, and said lightly, "I haven't thought about it yet."

"It's not really going to open a dim sum shop." Jiang Ce squinted at Xiang Rong, as if he thought his vision was not high enough, "Although your craftsmanship is good, I always feel that you are overqualified."

Xiang Rong chuckled lightly: "Let's talk about it later, we'll think about it later."

Jiang Ce thought it made sense and nodded.

Xiang Rong tidied up the things on the table. Starting tomorrow, this office will no longer belong to him.

"What about you? What are your future plans?"

"Me, after I transfer to the administration tomorrow, I have to get the formalities done first." Speaking of this, Jiang Cexi smiled, "After a few days of rest, Wen Yi and I will go get a certificate."

Xiang Rong was stunned, his eyes lit up: "Are you going to get married?"

"Yeah, our jobs will be stable in the future, and the parents of both parties are in a hurry," Jiang Ce said, the smile on his mouth didn't stop, "You have to be my best man at that time."

"Congratulations, congratulations!"

Xiang Rong felt happy for him from the bottom of his heart, got up hurriedly, hugged Jiang Ce tightly, and picked up the phone to operate it.

Jiang Ce didn't know what he was doing, so he squinted and saw a software on the screen of Xiang Rong's mobile phone in the most prominent position.

—Defend the radish.

"You look tough on the outside, but secretly you play such childish games every day?"

"Only playing once in a while," Xiang Rong scratched his head and smiled, "I just transferred the money to you, remember to check it."

Jiang Ce was startled, turned on the phone and checked, and sure enough, 1 yuan had been credited.

According to the customs of Lucheng, even if a brother gets married, the gift is only five thousand.

"You're sick, so give me so much," Jiang Ce widened his eyes, "The wedding date hasn't been set yet, why give it to me so early?"

"It's the same in the morning and in the evening," Xiang Rong said openly, and smiled again, "We train in the same team during the day and sleep in the same room at night. Isn't six years of brotherhood and friendship worth the price?"

Jiang Ce compromised, and punched him on the shoulder with a smile: "Okay! I will give you [-] when you get married!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a knock on the door.

Xiang Rong said loudly: "Come in!"

As soon as the door opened, more than a dozen team members squeezed into the room, each wearing a training shirt, and the few in front were still holding flowers in their hands.

Xiang Rong immediately understood, and glanced at the crowd. Apart from the members of his own class, there were also many other classes.

Everyone entered the room with a slightly melancholy expression.

"Squad leader, you are retiring tomorrow, we, we will come and see you."

Xiang Rong stepped forward and smiled gratifiedly: "I have a heart."

"Squad leader, you have led us for so long, and we have made meritorious deeds and received awards with you. The benefits have always been shared together, but the disadvantages have been carried by you alone. Now that you quit, not only the people in our class, but also the brothers in other classes They also miss you very much."

"Yeah yeah……"

Everyone talked in a hurry, and all of them showed their unwillingness to give up.

Xiang Rong patted the shoulder of the person who spoke first, very hard, as if conveying responsibility: "You are the best team members I have ever led, and you will always serve the people wholeheartedly, without any complaints, just because I have seen your tenacity With determination and determination, I dare to go with confidence.”

He looked over all the people in the room, his eyes were as bright as a torch, and he was unwavering.

"But there are always differences between people, no matter how hard it is to let go, we have to let go. Growth is to learn to choose in the wrong way, and learn to let go in the farewell. Don't be sad because of my personal departure, but be happy because of our wonderful collective life. "

No one knows where this familiar phrase came from.

Everyone nodded, as if they had accepted this, and the leader handed over the flowers: "Squad leader, brothers, you seem to like sunflowers very much, so we raised funds and bought a few bunches of flowers together, and wanted to express our respect for you on the occasion of parting." Your gratitude, this is a little thought from the brothers, please accept it."

The bouquet is numerous, filled with the fragrance of springflower.

Xiang Rong took it respectfully and held it in his arms: "Thank you, everyone. We have performed well in the past, made countless contributions, and are deeply loved by the people. Even if I am gone in the future, you must persevere and put the interests of the masses first. The future of the Yanjiang Squadron, as well as the safety of the people of Lucheng, will be in your hands tomorrow."

All the people present stood at attention, saluted at the same time, and said in unison: "Yes! Squad leader!"

Jiang Ce stubbed out the cigarette butt and stood aside watching the scene.

Six years ago, Xiang Rong was just a young boy with a sunny and healthy spirit; three years ago, Xiang Rong lost a lot of youthfulness, but he still had a youthful look; and now Xiang Rong is handsome and steady, exuding mature charm all over his body , it seems that he has suffered too many blows, and he is no longer like his peers.

Jiang Ce knew the changes along the way, but after hearing what he said just now, he was also happy for Xiang Rong.

Xiang Rong sees it very openly, and doesn't take parting as a difficult matter. In the past, such sensitive things as sunflowers, Xiang Rong would feel sad every time he saw them, but now it is not the same. Instead of mourning, Xiang Rong accepts it so boldly.

It seems that Xiang Rong is really no longer sticking to the past, the fetters in his heart have long since disappeared, Jiang Ce has relaxed his mind, presumably his friends will be able to live a chic life in the future, and the future is bright.

At this moment, the alarm bell rang suddenly, and everyone in the room trembled and rushed out reflexively.

Of course it also includes Xiang Rong and Jiang Ce.

The warning light is red, indicating that the danger is a fire, so the mission is clear.

—Firefighting.

The alarm bell is an order, and time is life. This is the slogan that every firefighter keeps in mind.

Everyone rushed to the protective equipment room and prepared to board the fire truck after changing into fire-resistant clothing.

Jiang Ce complained while wearing it: "I will withdraw from the front line tomorrow, why is there still a place on fire today?"

"Stop talking nonsense," Xiang Rong said with a serious face, "Hurry up and get in the car!"

According to the law, it takes at most one minute for firefighters to dispatch the police from receiving the police, but the Yanjiang Squadron is well-trained and dispatched in less than half a minute.

Xiang Rong sat at the front of the fire truck, picked up the walkie-talkie, and waited for the command center's communicator to give instructions.

"This time the fire is on the turret on Wuli Street, hurry to the rescue!"

turret.

The ancient building built along the river.

Xiang Rong was stunned for a moment.

"It's a turret again," Jiang Ce said angrily, "When will the government demolish this kind of wooden house?"

Not only Jiang Ce, but other team members in the car also commented: "I heard that the turrets always ignite spontaneously, and they will catch fire every now and then."

"Yes, it is said that the last time it caught fire was three years ago."

Hearing this, Jiang Ce said again and again: "You don't know that three years ago, it was all thanks to me and your squad leader, and the two of us put out the fire."

He spoke complacently, as if he was waiting for envious eyes from others, and at the same time he elbowed Xiang Rong: "Brother Rong, tell your team members about our heroic deeds."

Xiang Rong remained silent, turning his head to look out the window.

The sky is dark and blue, with green smoke curling up and drizzle.

Three years ago, same time, same place, same weather.

different people.

The fire engine pulled the siren and arrived at Wuli Street as quickly as possible.

The car stopped, and the personnel started working immediately, thick smoke was rising, and the turret was burning violently in the sky-high fire.

The scene in front of them made many firefighters tremble and feel daunted.

Jiang Ce was also a little helpless: "This, this fire is much bigger than it was three years ago..."

Xiang Rong remained calm, and immediately issued an order to arrange for the fire-fighting team and the rescue team to dispatch at the same time. He conveyed the command over and over again on the walkie-talkie, and he did not add a sentence until the end.

"All must come back alive, not one less!"

This is what Li Cheng often said when he was a team member, and now he wants to pass on the spirit of his words to the fighters who succeed him.

Everyone heard the order and acted vigorously.

The cordons, fire extinguishers, fire hydrants, water spray guns, elevators and other equipment were all put into use, and when Xiang Rong heard people around him say that there were still people trapped in the turret, he immediately led a team and rushed to the building without hesitation. go in.

The interior was filled with thick smoke, and it was almost impossible to see the road, and even if you saw it, it was only flames.

The team dispersed immediately after entering the building, some ran upstairs, some shouted in the yard, and Xiang Rong went to the deepest part of the turret, where the fire was the biggest and the smoke was the thickest.

Soon, Xiang Rong found an unconscious old man under the table, took off the respirator without saying a word, put it on the old man's mouth and nose, carried the old man on his back, and rushed out.

Without the cover of the respirator, every mouthful was unbearable. He clenched his teeth, trying to hold his breath, and the top of his head was sweating.

After leaving the building, he turned back to it and continued to search for the trapped persons.

With the increase of the rescue force, more and more injured people were transported out of the turret. Xiang Rong also rescued the last person in the fire and successfully broke through the encirclement of the fire.

As he ran out of the fire, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The injured were taken to the hospital. Xiang Rong put his hands on the ground, panting and sweating profusely.

"Squad leader!"

Everyone rushed forward and immediately supported Xiang Rong. This time, Xiang Rong still saved the most people and he was the most tired.

Xiang Rong got up slowly and waved his hands: "I'm fine."

Jiang Ce also came to check whether Xiang Rong was okay, and he was relieved when he found out that there was nothing wrong.

"As expected of my iron brother, he performed so well the day before he retired."

After verification, all the internal personnel were safely evacuated. Unfortunately, the fire took advantage of the wind and became bigger and bigger, and the fire could not be controlled in a short time.

The rain was still too light, and it couldn't extinguish the flames that soared into the sky.

The fire fighting is still going on.

Xiang Rong looked back and stared at the turret in the fire, feeling a sense of loss in his heart.

It's another spring and March, the scenery remains the same, and it's hard to find old friends.

Looking at the familiar scene in front of him, a flash of lightning flashed through Xiang Rong's mind.

For a moment, he gasped, and his body trembled, as if he had thought of something.

He picked up the ventilator again, quickly put on the mask, put on the protective clothing again, and prepared to return to the fire.

When everyone saw him, they stopped him immediately.

Jiang Ce rushed forward and stood in front of Xiang Rong. His eyes were dull, and his mind was obviously confused.

"Brother Rong! Xiang Rong! What are you doing!"

Xiang Rong came back to his senses, and said slowly: "I haven't saved it yet, I haven't saved it yet..."

Jiang Ce put his arms on his shoulders and roared angrily, "What are you talking about? All the trapped people have evacuated, back up quickly!"

Xiang Rong gritted his teeth, wanted to break through the obstruction of everyone, and shouted frantically: "Let me go! I haven't saved yet! Let me in!"

"Xiang Rong!" Jiang Ce grabbed his collar, "Are you crazy? There's no one in there anymore!"

Xiang Rong gasped for breath and stared at Jiang Ce.

"There is also a dog, and there is a stray dog ​​inside!"

Hearing this, everyone present was stunned.

Three years ago, Xiang Rong broke into the burning turret alone because a student wanted to rescue a trapped puppy.

"You can't go, the fire is bigger than before, and you are courting death if you go in!" Jiang Ce thought this kind of behavior was childish and ridiculous, "It's just a dog, isn't your life more important than it? Even a domestic dog is in the legal sense. It belongs to human property, let alone a stray dog, human life is above all else, you have been a firefighter for so many years, why don’t you even understand this truth?”

The familiar question made Xiang Rong's heart tremble. He also asked the student this question back then. At that time, he still didn't understand why the student would give such an answer.

Now he understands.

Xiang Rong met Jiang Ce's gaze squarely, and his chest heaved violently.

"If I don't save it, no one will."

This is the puppy Yan Qing saved with his life, how could he let it go?

Jiang Ce was dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.

Xiang Rong pushed everyone away with brute force, and ran towards the fire scene. His back gradually disappeared from everyone's eyes, and was swallowed up by the fire again.

Jiang Ce vaguely understood why he was so obsessed, but he couldn't do anything, he could only pick up the water gun and angrily put out the fire.

Black smoke billowed in the turret, and the fire at this time was more violent than before.

Xiang Rong had already figured out the structure of the turret, but the fire-resistant clothing was too thick, and it was so stuffy that people were exhausted in a steamer.

He was familiar with the road, and soon came to the corner of the wall where the pillars circled.

Those memories that were suppressed in the depths of the brain were already full of dust, but they were suddenly revealed at this moment.

That year, Yan Qing sat here unconsciously, his face covered in black ashes, holding a white canvas bag.

At this moment, there is no familiar person in the familiar corner.

Xiang Rong rushed to the cabinet, opened the door, and there was a yellow Chinese garden dog inside.

The puppy huddled in a corner, trembling all over, as if panicked by the fire in front of him.

When I saw it for the first time, it was still a newborn puppy. Now three years have passed, and the puppy has grown up long ago.

Xiang Rong held it in his arms, stroked its hair, and kept comforting him, saying, "It's okay, I'll take you out right away."

The puppy huddled in his arms, motionless, and seemed to trust him.

Xiang Rong joked: "You have grown your head, but you haven't grown your courage."

Thick smoke was like a poisonous snake, circling around the wooden beams, and bricks and tiles fell from the sky from time to time, crackling and smashing to the ground.

Except for the shocking red, there are no other colors around.

Xiang Rong stamped out the new flames with his feet, knocked away the collapsed pillar with his back, sweat flowed through the wound, and his whole body hurt from the sting.

He gritted his teeth, trying not to hurt the puppy a little,

Finally, he rushed out of the fire, and when he was about to reach the gate of the turret, Xiang Rong stopped.

Although there is no flame here, it is a scorched black ruins. The light rain falls, extinguishing the embers of the body, and every breath is burnt and fresh.

Xiang Rong was out of breath and put the puppy on the ground.

"Come on, you're safe."

As soon as the puppy landed on all fours, it rushed towards the gate quickly.

Xiang Rong looked at its back and smiled.

The wind stopped and the rain got heavier.

The puppy ran all the way to the turning, and when it was about to go out, it didn't hear the footsteps following, so it looked back.

Flying eaves and brackets, carved beams and painted buildings, the firefighter stood in place, and the fire not far behind formed an impressionist painting.

The puppy gave him two "barks".

Xiang Rong smiled and said, "Go out quickly, someone will meet you outside."

The puppy shook its tail, looked at him reluctantly, and barked twice, as if to express its gratitude.

But the firefighter didn't intend to leave. The puppy lowered his head and turned away.

Xiang Rong is the only one left here.

He took off his mask, raised his head, and took all the strength out of his body.

The raindrops hit his face, blowing away the heat, and he let out a long sigh of relief, feeling extremely comfortable.

Looking up at the sky, he thought a lot.

"Three years, we have been dating for three years."

He opened his mouth slowly, his voice was low and hoarse, and he spoke at a leisurely pace.

"In the past three years, I have made great achievements in the fire squadron and saved many people. You hoped that I could make achievements in my career. I did it. You let me live happily. I did it too. I pretended to be Very good, everyone thought I forgot about you."

After taking off the fireproof suit, the collar fluttered in the wind, and the training shirt inside was already wet, and water could even be wrung out.

"But I can't pretend anymore. Now that I'm retiring, I don't have to take on the responsibility of saving people anymore. I almost fulfilled all the wishes in the notepad. It's a pity that the last one, I'm really sorry, I can't do it. "

He relaxed, stretched his arms, let the wind and rain blow him, and still had a faint smile on his face.

"Today is my last call to the police, and saving this fire is also my last mission, and you are the last person I want to save."

The person's name was never mentioned in the words, and even the turbulent wind and rain did not know who he was talking to.

Normally, when going to the police, mobile phones are not allowed to take out, but this time Xiang Rong concealed the organization and brought it out secretly.

He took out his mobile phone, turned and walked towards the fire scene.

The fire was overwhelming, the heat wave came again, and the dust was everywhere, mixed with deadly black smoke.

The moment he stepped into the building, the door behind him collapsed, and the only exit was broken with a bang.

The noise was loud, but Xiang Rong didn't even turn his head.

He turned on the recording software and played an audio from three years ago. After turning up the volume, he brought the speaker to his ear again.

"The sound of the sea tide drowns the evening of parting,

Only the warmth of reluctance remains.

Under the starry sky, embracing the dying tenderness,

Love can only be complete in memory. "

That night, at the gala on the playground, everyone surrounded Yan Qing in the center and listened quietly to him singing this song.

Xiang Rong smiled gently, as if that scene appeared again before his eyes.

Along with the wonderful singing, he also sang softly.

"I want to hold you into my body, but I dare not let you see it,

The tear that didn't fall at the corner of her mouth.

If this is the last page, before you leave,

Can I rewrite the story. "

The spring breeze stopped suddenly, and the osmanthus leaves fell all over Lucheng.

Those years that he deliberately hid are finally able to see the light of day again at this moment.

Yan Qing, you are most afraid of the dark, you must be lonely there alone.

The fire wave hit Xiang Rong's arms and ignited his shirt.

Without stopping, he walked inward facing the fire, his body melted into the light of the fire.

Yan Qing, don't be afraid.

I'm here to save you.

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The author has something to say:

When I was writing a chapter, I was thinking, what would the ending be if the fire hadn't happened on this day?

After thinking about it, even if there was no such fire, Xiang Rong would probably choose to go to Yan Qing after retiring.

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