Zamorano hates rain, and not just him, but all the guys from Chile will hate it!

The mines in the Chilean desert can't rain twice a year, and even the water used for life and production in the mines is all desalinated seawater!

That's right, desalinated seawater.

The desalination plant is also the property of mining companies, which are transported from the sea to the mines by tens of kilometers of pipelines: the Andes are so bizarre, with the Amazon forest in the east and the desert in the west, that even many cities depend on desalinated seawater.

There is a shortage of water in the mine, but this open-pit mine also hates rain, and in case of a heavy rain, it can make the mine chickens fly and dogs jump!

It was going to rain in the most out of its kind and it was really heavy, and the miners had seen the power of the rainy season rain in the rainforest: a big water!

This will make Sanchez frown, he knows that the heavy precipitation after this earthquake is the most detrimental to the rescue!

The houses were uninhabitable, and there was a lack of tents as far as the eye could see, and many of the victims had to suffer from the rain.

Before I came, I also learned that the city was an isolated island, lacking heavy disaster relief machinery, and when I flew in from the air, I clearly saw that the mountains here were not much smaller than the Andes, even if the altitude was low, but it was just as steep.

As soon as it rains heavily, the already loose mountain is expected to have to slide, so don't expect the support of large machinery in a short time.

But that wasn't for Sanchez to think about, it was the effect of the rain on the survivors who might exist beneath the rubble: hopefully those people would be able to move their bodies in a small area in the hive-like void, and not suffocate to the leaking rain and dust!

If you can move it, as long as the amount of rainwater leaking is not too large, it can even make the trapped people hold on for a longer time, at least they will not die of thirst soon.

But!

The altitude here is high, and it is estimated that it is very cool at night, and if the trapped people are soaked in water, they are prone to hypothermia, which will also kill people!

As soon as the rescue equipment was moved, the ultra-short "on-site meeting" on Sanchez's side was also completed, and he said to the team members who had already assembled: "Gonzalez, Zamorano the Elder, Matthias, your three detachments will start a grid search from the three directions of southeast, east and west.

This Mr. John, you and your search and rescue dog work hard, we can't find someone to compare to this big guy. ”

The big guy, the strong brazilfil with a head of more than 50 kilograms.

"Little Zamorano, you guys immediately find a way to set up the moon lanterns and move the generator as far away as possible!

It's going to be dark for a few hours at most, and I want reliable lighting!

Alright, let's do it!"

There was originally a generator on site, but the temporary lights were at most street lights in Sanchez's opinion, and fortunately they brought lighting equipment that was large enough.

The generator was also brought, and I saw that the original generator was too close to the ruins, and as soon as it was turned on after nightfall, even if someone called for help under the ruins, it would not be heard.

The search and rescue dogs had just arrived, and soon, three groups of professionals and dogs began a grid search, each with a loud interpreter, attached to the ruins and shouted at the gaps.

Shout two sentences and stop for a while, lean down and put your ears to listen carefully, hoping to hear the cries for help of the trapped people or the sound of knocking on objects.

This is the profession, and the previous spontaneous rescue is a mess compared to this!

It makes sense that the dog's ears and nose are larger than the size of the people, and it has only been a few minutes since the search was launched here that there was a low, roaring mastiff roar on the southwest side of the ruins!

Brazilian Feler is also called Brazilian mastiff, and the sound is not a dog barking at all, and it can make people's hearts tremble when they hear it!

Although the hearts of everyone at the rescue site were shaken by the sudden sound of a mastiff's roar, what followed was ecstasy!

The white "trainer" named John yelled in English: "Well done, Satan!

It's ?......."

The male Brazilian mastiff, named Satan, was roaring into a crack under several large cement slabs, and John from Australia knew that this was his reaction to finding someone "hiding", or that it must be a living person.

The mine's hounds are kept as guard dogs and are only interested in the living.

The attached body pointed to the approximate location, the axis of "Satan's" body remained unchanged, and his head was facing the gap under the cement slabs at a slight angle.

John understood.

"Satan" didn't understand what he said before, but the instructions and nature he had received before made it know that this time it was looking for a "living person who was hiding", and its nature gave it the habit of always facing strangers to attack.

Here, Sanchez immediately climbed to the ruins here, and shouted at the same time: "Just the old Zamorano team come up, don't make trouble with the others, beware of collapsing!"

He is nearly fifty years old, but he is skillful, and he climbs to the place after dividing five by two.

"Satan" was no longer called, and John's command to stop it worked.

"What location?"

John was stunned by Sanchez's questioning.

Spanish, he knows a hairy!

Fortunately, the translator finally crawled over, and the translator on both sides understood: "Satan" stopped barking, and the big dog's head was still facing the original direction, and Sanchez could feel its ferocity.

Don't ask how far away it is, how deep it is buried, "Satan" has no training at all, it is looking for enemies.

John led "Satan" to the vicinity and continued his search, rewarding him with a piece of jerky by the way.

Here's what Sanchez and these people do: no matter how far away, in the direction and angle that the big dog pointed out just now, there are 100% people alive below!

Oh, at least there are living people down there.

As soon as old Zamorano arrived, he first asked the interpreter to shout and listen, but there seemed to be no movement.

"With snake eyes!"

As soon as Sanchez spoke, the industrial endoscope was brought up and immediately began to operate.

Outcome......

The huge mastiff roar that made people's hearts tremble came again, just over ten meters away!

Survivors have been found again!

"Satan" is like a savior, and it only takes about ten minutes, and before the "snake eye" here has time to find its target, it has already found three general locations with living people.

Old Zamorano's side is not affected, and there is only one "Snake Eye", so let's find the people here first.

The pipeline extends in, searching one gap after another according to the general direction, and through the display screen, you can see that there are many gaps and spaces inside the collapsed building.

Suddenly, the camera seemed to be blocked by something.

Sanchez frowned and said, "Step back a few centimeters, twist it and try to change the angle." ”

Old Zamorano stretched the line according to the captain's words, and then saw a leg!

It's a woman's calf, and the red high heels on her feet are still wearing, and it should be the sole that blocked the camera just now!

No one cheered for the moment, because it was not certain whether the roar of the Brazilian mastiff was for her, and it was also uncertain whether she was still alive.

I only heard Sanchez ask: "How far is it!"

"About five meters!"

The old Samorano who operated the snake eye knew it.