01 What's the hell here?

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The whimpering alarm bells, the rising ladders, the thick water columns surging in all directions, the cries at the moment when they were rescued safely, and the surprised chirps in the mouths of the surrounding crowd converged, and the smell of the Rooster Year in the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties had been scattered by danger.

After what appeared to be the last survivor was rescued, the firefighters gathered breathlessly under the accident building, waiting for the ladder to descend and for the commander to give new instructions.

"Platoon commander!

"Tell me what's going on!"

"According to survivors, there is still an elderly man in the small attic on the 35th floor who has not yet been rescued! ”

"Damn a chicken, if no one comes out, you will have an egg!"

"Platoon commander, but we can't reach the ladder. Zhang Lei, who had been squatting on the side, stood up and walked to the platoon commander to ask for help.

"Platoon commander, I'll go!"

"Why don't you stay and make a mess, wait for the ladder to come down and take you, and then rise to the highest daylily, it's very cold. ”

"Platoon commander, I'm good, only I can get on the whole platoon, isn't there a cloud car empty in the east, let me get on!" Xia Juji also stood up and stood upright in front of the platoon leader.

"Platoon commander, I'm going to assist Zhang Lei. The platoon commander was not verbose, and immediately transferred the cloud car that had just finished the rescue in the east. Set up a military salute, Zhang Lei and Xia Jujiao also solemnly returned a military salute, turned around to wear equipment, and went up the ladder.

"There! There seems to be someone in that little window. ”

"I'm Li Chuang, Zhang Lei speaks!"

"It's a platoon commander!"

"Now the latest situation is that there is a floor heating in the attic with gas pipes, and there are small gas canisters for domestic use. So the situation is quite dangerous, the fire is constantly rising, gas pipes, small gas canisters may explode at any time, Zhang Lei! What else do you have to say. Zhang Lei's blood surged, and he shouted loudly on the climbing clouds.

"Serve the people!"

"Okay! When you come back alive, I'll give you credit!"

"Lao Xia, I have confirmed with the platoon commander, this is there, I will go up in a while, and you will pick up people below. ”

"Xiao Zhang, let's go, you're still young!"

"Don't be so grinding, I'm the squad leader, obey orders!" After the preparations were done, he grabbed the rope fixed in front of him, turned around and glanced at Xia Kikyo, and the wordless cherishment was in his eyes, looking back and looking up, the hot sweat left mottled gray-white marks on his skin.

The sturdy body climbed the smooth wall with the help of tools, and after a while, it touched the window edge of the attic, and climbed into the room with a help. Around, on a single bed, the old man wore a fire breathing mask, wrapped in a damp quilt and shivering. Seeing this scene, Zhang Lei was obviously relieved, it is rare for the elderly to do such a good job of fire emergency measures.

Zhang Lei took two steps forward and patted the edge of the quilt while making a sound: "Old man, I'm a firefighter, I'll take you down, you come out quickly." ”

The old man turned his head and looked past the two circles on the mask to see Zhang Lei wearing a yellow firefighting suit, knowing that he was saved, he hurriedly threw down the quilt and stretched out his hand to signal the firefighters to rescue.

Zhang Lei took two steps forward, helped the old man put on a rope coat, picked up the old man and walked to the window, just took two steps out, and suddenly found a heat under his feet when he was still 2 meters away from the edge of the window. Instantly remembered the gas pipe and the gas tank in the corner of the room, his brain was empty in an instant, and he ran to the window to protect the old man in three steps and two steps, and jumped in depth, boom!

A violent explosion sounded behind him, and the firelight instantly engulfed Zhang Lei, and the tacit Xia bellflower turned around and lay down the moment he caught the old man, protected the old man in front of him, and greeted the aftermath of the explosion with his back.

The scene of the closest comrade-in-arms not the younger brother being better than the younger brother's relatives annihilating in front of his eyes made Xia Kikyo's eyes crack, and the secondary explosion close at hand covered up the shouts in the communication equipment around Xia Kikyo.

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Yangpyeong-dong 1-gil, Yeongdeungpo-gu, Seoul

Alleys, litter bins, a mess of telephone poles, scurrying wild dogs, and a flock of sparrows startled by the strange sounds of wild cats. This scene is similar to the scene of China's fourth-tier cities 20 years ago, and it all shows the one-sidedness and imbalance of Seoul's urban construction.

In a messy alley in the community, the drunkard staggered with a shochu bottle, and the messy household garbage on the side of the wall made the road more and more difficult, and finally tripped the drunk who couldn't walk smoothly. The noise startled a few rows of lights, and a few men who poked their heads out in a daze to open their mouths to scold saw the vicious expression on the face of the drunken man with their feet facing the sky, and finally sobered up a little, retracted their necks and reprimanded their own mother-in-law and daughter-in-law who were overly curious, turned off the lights, and retracted into the quilt to continue to write warmth. Only the drunk staggered along the dirty alley.

Among the rows of windows on the left side of the alley, the dark window on the left in the middle of the third floor looks abrupt at midnight. Inside the room was the bedroom, and on a double bed lay a man of medium build. The same cold temperature indoors and outdoors, the soju bottles in the room, the messy accumulation of food waste, and the mess that is worse than the outside of the window no longer show the sloppiness of the owner.

The sound of the whimpering wind in the cracks of the windows adds to the eerie atmosphere of the room, which resembles a beggar's den under an overpass......

"Lao Xia!

"Damn, this.... Vomit~"The smell of wine in the airtight room is stagnant, and the stomach is full of soju, and the two want to add it, which is simply a miracle for vomiting for a person who originally didn't drink a drop of alcohol.

When the smell of vomit mixed with the smell of alcohol in the house, another vomiting shot crept in.

When he vomited until he couldn't vomit, the man suddenly burst out with strong willpower, opened the window next to the bed, and finally came back to life when the cool breeze invaded.

"Hold the grass! I'm falling into a dung pit! I'm disgusting!" The bright moon hung high outside the window, and Zhang Lei was really shocked by the indescribable dirtiness in the house in the moonlight.

"Where the hell is this!" Everything around is so unfamiliar, one second it was the site of a gas pipe explosion, and the next second it appeared in such a buried place.

If it is rescued, then at least it should be in the hospital, with white beds and walls, and the air is full of the smell of disinfectant water.

But what if...... If you haven't been saved, what is the situation now.....? Is it crossed?

When the wind stops, the smell in the house has nowhere to escape, and it quietly returns when the wind stops.

Zhang Lei, who was like a fermented garbage pool, was dizzy and almost fainted.

In a drowsy state, there seemed to be an unfamiliar face rushing towards him in his mind, with a little dazed face, dazed and then full of desperate ferocity, and the only thing Zhang Lei could understand was the sentence "Xi Ba".

"Mom sells batches, grandson, how dare you scold me! Grandpa is in a bad mood today and just repairs you, look at the boxing!"

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The warm sun of late spring shone on Zhang Lei's body through the open window, and the slightly cold southeast wind wrapped in the wet and cool morning dew blew on Zhang Lei's bare ankles.

Zhang Lei, who was successfully frozen awake, opened his eyes and saw not the warm sun outside the window, but the vomit of various colors on the pillow.

"Vomit~~" After an empty stomach, only gastric juice was naturally left to vomit, and he ran to the bathroom with a roll.

If you turn on the shower well, even if the faucet turns to the left to the extreme, it will naturally come out with cold tap water.

"Hey, I've been in arrears for half a year!" remembering that taking a cold shower when he was in the army was as common as drinking water and eating, Zhang Lei gritted his teeth and rushed into the cold water curtain with all his strength, rubbing his body until it was red.

I didn't notice the Korean Chinese I naturally blurted out, nor did I notice how I could walk to the bathroom with my head down and my eyes closed in an unfamiliar environment and accurately touch the shower switch.

A person who drinks alcohol on an empty stomach and gets drunk in bed, vomits his stomach and intestines in the middle of the night, is blown by the cold wind all night, wakes up in the morning without eating a grain of rice and takes a cold shower, this toss is tantamount to an alternative suicide for a person who is a daily alcoholic.

After taking a shower, he wandered around the room, looking for a half-worn piece of clothing like a treasure hunt. Pinching his nose to estimate his lung capacity, holding his breath and turning over the mountains and seas in the closet.

In the end, I helplessly turned out a lady's long-sleeved shirt with a cute cartoon group case printed on the chest. Rubbing the kawaii pattern on her clothes, a blurred face, coquettish sweetness, and her excited shouting oppa voice appeared in her mind. The hazy figure, the blurred facial features, the more you want to explore, the more out of reach......

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