Chapter 498 Chief
"Stop, you can't go in inside! It's locked down here, you go back to your place and wait for the wounded to come out!" a police officer stopped Xiang Ming! The police played a very good role at this moment. A cordon was set up and the building where the accident scene was located was surrounded and strictly isolated. Don't you see that a large group of reporters are isolated from the cordon? The role of the police is to catch thieves, solve crimes, and prevent journalists. Sometimes anti-journalists. If the thief can't be caught, the case can't be solved, it's a big deal to be reprimanded, just keep working hard! If reporters expose some shady things that they shouldn't let them know, then it will be an earthquake in officialdom. This major accident must have been accompanied by a series of officials who have been held accountable. If they are not blackened, they will not be able to give an explanation to the families of the victims, and there will be no way to give an explanation to the people. As soon as this accident happened, some people still thought about how long they could understand. Who would have thought, these things that shocked the whole country, now the progress of the municipal party secretary, the mayor is on the way to come.
"Oh, I'm a doctor, so call your highest position here!"
"Oh, why can't you, a doctor, understand what I'm saying! Hurry up and leave to find our leaders, they are very busy and don't have time to deal with you!" The policeman was impatient to drive Xiang Ming away! In the policeman's heart, he thought: A little doctor is not qualified to find a leader at all! It can't be those reporters wearing white coats and trying to sneak in!
White coats are not necessarily exclusive to doctors, and many industries now wear white coats to pretend to be doctors. Those who buy instruments for the treatment of rheumatism and bone pain on the street also wear white coats. The salesperson in the pharmacy also wears a white coat, and even the eldest lady of the pedicure also wears a white coat.
Doctors must wear white coats, and those who wear white coats are not necessarily doctors.
In the eyes of the police, the boyish boy in front of him is at most a junior high school student. If you want to be able to blend in and watch the excitement, there is no way. How rebellious today's children are, only you can't think of it, there are no things that can't be done too boring, and many things are very out of line and incredible, often just for a big eyeball, shoot videos and upload them to the Internet, and do a lot of incomprehensible things.
Xiang Ming has a really bad impression on people, and besides, as long as the doctor is not in the hospital in the eyes of the police, the status of the doctor is very low. It's similar to passer-by A.
"Oh, okay! I'll leave!" Xiang Ming knew that the little ghost was difficult, and it was not interesting to compete with this low-level policeman. At the scene of the accident, there are also several armed police and firefighting vehicles here. Xiang Ming turned his mind and asked the armed police to communicate. They are soldiers, and they are also the executors of the rescue mission now, and they are easy to talk to their own people.
Xiang Ming turned around and walked to the fire truck more than ten meters away. Stand in front of a cheetah-red command vehicle.
Qin Jun, the captain of the Armed Police Fire Brigade, is now anxiously discussing a rescue plan with several squadron leaders! It has been half 30 minutes since the accident. It took 15 minutes from receiving the police to rushing to the scene, and the rescue operation took more than ten minutes. The rescue is very difficult. The accident is now due to the collapse of the floor, which is extremely unstable, and several small areas of collapse have occurred again in a short period of time during the rescue. Large chunks of concrete slabs fell downstairs.
It is very difficult to rescue migrant workers trapped by steel and concrete. There is no large-scale equipment on it, and the only lifting equipment is the tower crane, but the tower crane was also implicated in the collapse accident and fell crookedly on the collapsed floor.
According to the migrant workers who escaped after the collapse at the construction site at that time, the tower crane was hoisting several tons of No. 16 rebar on the floor. Tower cranes are no exception, that is, a little more each time. The steel bar that was hoisted up this time was placed at the north corner of the floor, and who knew that it had just fallen off the floor and collapsed. Collapsing all the way down from the north. The hundreds of people who were working on it all fell down at once.
Because the tower crane has not been untied because of the steel cable hoisted, it was hung by the steel cage of those columns, and even the tower crane was hung down, but fortunately, the driver of the tower crane had no big problem. However, Pi Qing's face was swollen, two ribs were broken, and he was half scared to death.
The tower cranes as lifting equipment are hanging, and the lifting equipment needed for rescue is gone, and now the rescue is carried out by the firefighters with their bare hands.
Some people will ask, can't the heavy-duty cranes produced by XCMG be lifted to a height of more than a dozen floors?
This is Kyoto, and large vehicles are restricted and the height is restricted. Where to find a crane that can lift such a high is still a problem, and even if it can be found, when it comes, the daylily will be cold.
At present, only manpower can be relied on to rescue. Sledgehammers, cutting machines, motorized demolition tools, pneumatic demolition tools, hydraulic demolition tools, electric demolition tools, electric welding, oxygen cutting, etc.
Progress is slow. There is no way to do this, cutting the messy steel bars, all of them are cut one by one, and they are cut section by section.
"Comrade, this is a dangerous area, please leave!" A fully equipped firefighter saw Xiang Ming coming over and hurriedly reminded him.
This is the difference between the police and the soldiers, the police have leaders in their hearts, and the soldiers have ordinary people in their hearts.
"Well, I'm looking for your captain!" Xiang Ming knew about the armed police firefighting officer and soldier system, and there was a brigade of armed police firefighters in the restricted area. Looking at the dozen or so fire trucks now, you know that this is a brigade vehicle. One fire squadron with four fire trucks. One brigade (battalion level) with four squadrons.
"Oh, what are you looking for our captain!" said a young firefighter. Seeing Xiang Ming coming over in a white coat, in the spirit of serving the people, of course he had to ask clearly.
"It's urgent, your rescue speed is too slow now! I'm here to help, you just have to tell me which one is your commander!" Now all the armed police officers and soldiers have put on protective clothing and multi-functional firefighting helmets, and they can't tell who is who at all outside, and only their own people who are training together in combat can identify who is who by height and weight.
The firefighters were a little confused. The doctor is here to help treat the wounded, and it seems that he doesn't need his help in the rescue operation above! What can he help, not to mention the physical work, he still has to be taken care of, and he doesn't know the danger above? There is a crisis everywhere, and if he is not careful, he will take himself on the same side.
"I said I could participate in your rescue operations, and it would be much smoother for you to have me. Soldier, I now order you as the chief, hurry up and find your captain!" Xiang Ming put on a leader's pretense. The breath of the king of the invisibly superior is leaking.
The firefighter was stunned: "Yes, chief!" and called the captain through the multi-functional helmet.
After a while, a man in a protective suit ran over, and at this time, the man's helmet mask had been lifted, revealing a swarthy face with Chinese characters. The firefighters who have been fighting on the front line for a long time are not like the sun, like chocolate. A swarthy face is the honor of firefighters. It is a proof that they often go in and out of the fire and often practice hard under the sun. If the people who are soldiers are still innocent, they are not good soldiers, except for those who do logistics, sit in the office, and drive. Anyone who often trains on the front line and fights is not the one who is not black.
Zhang Xiaojun, captain of a major in a district of the Armed Police in Kyoto. He is 40 years old.
Just now, he and several squadron leaders ran to the scene above and personally commanded.
"Which one is the chief!" the man did not arrive, and a hoarse voice had already arrived. There is no way to do it, as the on-site commander, many things need him to arrange scheduling, and it is too noisy here, so I didn't see the sharp cutting sound of the mobile cutting machine upstairs, whether it is electric, or the motorized cutting machine keeps coming. Normal speaking voices are almost inaudible, and you have to shout loudly to speak. It's strange if you don't shout dumb.
The protective suit was already covered with patches of cement-white dust.
"I am, I need your brigade to assist me as the leader now, this is my ID!" Xiang Ming took out a document with a red cover of the national emblem.
When Zhang Xiaojun saw the young kid in front of him, who claimed to be the chief, his heart was bald: What kind of international joke is this, don't you see that I am busy on it! Don't think that the next time this building is easy! The staircase is cluttered with scaffolding. In order to support the upper floor formwork, the lower floors are supported by water pipes to resist the formwork, so it is really difficult for people to go up. It's like walking up a jungle of steel pipes, with no passages for people to walk on. The upper two floors collapsed. The passage to the top is even more messy, this is the armed police soldiers finally opened up a small life-saving passage, and removed a lot of steel pipes as supports.
"Oh my God, you are really the chief! Report to the chief, the fire brigade of a certain district is carrying out a rescue mission! Captain Zhang Xiaojun!" Zhang Xiaojun took the document and looked at it, and was immediately dumbfounded: Xiang Ming, director of the Seventh Division of the State Special Affairs Administration, director of the Seventh Division of National Security, and director of the Colonel Bureau.
When Xiang Ming first came out of the mountain, his military rank was colonel. This is the big guy above deliberately testing Xiang Ming, and he did not directly award the title of generalissimo, that is to say, he did not inherit the position of the previous protector stinky Taoist.