Chapter 11: The School War (2)

I was secretly glad in my heart, and at the same time wiped the sweat from my forehead, and whispered to the classmates on the side: "Stay away from doors and windows, and hide in a place with a wall to be safer." Notify me as soon as there is a situation......"

I strode up to the second floor, and the ground on the second floor was densely packed with squatting people, and it looked like there were no less than seven or eight hundred people. All the windows on the second floor were sealed, and many of my classmates were holding sticks and other things that could be used for self-defense that had been removed from their desks, so I felt at ease. That's when I realized that in addition to our students, there were also several school teachers hiding in the library.

One of the teachers taught me, surnamed Wang, called Wang Yong. I stepped forward and said to Mr. Wang, "Mr. Wang, you and these teachers help to pay attention to all the windows on the second floor, and if anyone tries to come in from here, don't hesitate to smash them down with what you have at hand...... You must not let those **** rush in. ”

Wang Yong nodded, although he was also nervous, but he still smiled reluctantly: "Don't worry, we will guard all the windows here." ”

I nodded, thought about it for a moment, and said, "Move some tables to the staircase, and if necessary, block this staircase to prevent anyone from rushing up from the first floor." After a pause, he said: "Twenty more people will go down, and there are a few people on the first floor." The first floor is more dangerous, and there are people who go down voluntarily? ”

My words seemed to be listened to selectively by many people, and I waited for a while, but only three people volunteered to go downstairs to help guard the first floor. I had no choice but to point to some of the boys closest to me and say loudly, "It's just you, all go down and help." Today, if we are still greedy for life and afraid of death, we will be beaten to death by those vicious people. Only if we all work together to defend this place and wait for the government's troops to come to our rescue is our only chance to survive. ”

The boys were a little embarrassed by what I said, and they knew that what I said was indeed the truth, so they got up together and went downstairs to help guard the first floor.

I also went downstairs and quietly looked out a few times through a gap, but I didn't find anything **** guarding outside, so I breathed a sigh of relief and gestured to the classmates on the first floor to let everyone relax for a while.

Perhaps my plan succeeded in blocking the first **** who tried to storm the library, so they stopped paying more attention to the library, and for more than an hour, although the gunfire outside never stopped, it was not directly aimed at our library. Occasionally, stray bullets hit the doors and windows of the library, but they didn't cause us any real damage. I thought to myself, "Maybe we'll be fine this time......"

I secretly prayed that this war would end soon, and at the same time, I secretly admired myself for being able to successfully protect so many classmates and teachers at a critical moment. It's not just me, but not everyone is able to do what I do at such a moment, so I'm really proud of it.

Unfortunately, I was happy a little early, just when I was secretly proud, there was a loud noise at the door of the library, and the door of the library immediately exploded a big opening, and even the bookshelves piled up by the door were blown away more than a meter away. The windows of the entire library were shattered with a bang, and some glass shards flew in all directions, and many students immediately had wounds on their bodies, and blood flowed profusely.

My ears were almost blown to the ground of deafness, but my brain was clearer than ever, and at the moment of the explosion, I ducked backwards, avoiding a shard of glass flying towards me, and yelled, "Quick, block the gate!" ”

I was the first to rush over, pushing the exploded bookshelves towards the door with all my might.

Immediately, several students who reacted quickly rushed to help, and soon blocked the door that had been blown open again.

As for the windows, because they had been blocked with bookshelves before, although the glass was broken, there were no major cracks.

There were a total of eight injured students, and none of these eight people's injuries were particularly serious, they were all scratched by glass shards, and they were traumatized, but they bled more. With the help of other students, the bleeding was stopped after a while and a simple bandage was performed.

Not many of us have seen blood, so even though everyone is fine, one of our classmates couldn't help crying. He gritted his teeth and didn't let his cry come out, but his tears couldn't stop flowing down.

I knew that he must have been injured for the first time, so he couldn't stop crying under the tension and fear. It's not cowardice, it's not cowardice, it's just a normal manifestation. So I whispered to him, "Not all people can pretend to be idle when they're hurt or scared. Crying is just a form of manifestation, and there is nothing to be embarrassed about like gritting your teeth and glaring. Wipe away our tears, we still have to keep fighting, my classmates, we have to live. I didn't just say it to him, so the classmates around me nodded together and quickly returned to their positions.

Gradually, the classmate stopped crying and returned to his place, looking much stronger than before.

None of the injured students retreated to a relatively safe place on the second floor due to their injuries. It seems that the new generation of Chinese has changed, and they are no longer blindly swallowing their voices, just living for the sake of peace.

Of course, it's good to be able to live safely, and no one wants to spend every day in the wind and waves. But when we live peacefully, we encounter injustices, and we must also fight hard, defend our rights and interests, and help those in need, so that life is meaningful.

This explosion doesn't seem to be specifically aimed at the library we're in, but rather an accident. It's as if a howitzer shell in a TV series went off track and hit a place where it shouldn't have been, causing accidental damage.

It was supposed to be a bomb or cannonball that wasn't particularly powerful, or maybe it was just a grenade, but the damage and fear it caused almost broke down for those of us students who had never experienced anything like it. The screams and panic coming from the second floor are enough to illustrate this.

I tried hard to get rid of this hurt and fear, so I ran to the second floor and said loudly, "There is nothing wrong with the first floor, everyone can rest assured." After a pause, he continued: "Just now, it was just a stray bullet that hit the gate on the first floor, and it didn't mean to attack us. We've fenced it off, and we're safe here for now. Don't go to the window, and try not to stand up. When it's safe to do so, we can go out. ”

In fact, I don't know if those **** were surrounded by the government's troops, just to comfort those timid classmates.

That's a white lie.

Time is slowly passing, and those of us who stay in the library really live like years, and it feels like time is passing too slowly.

At the same time, in my heart, I hope that this temporary calm can continue, at least then our lives will not be in danger, right?

The gunmen outside had been going on for almost three hours, but they didn't mean to stop, and they kept ringing. Even the transparent holes in the doors and windows of the library are increasing.

Slowly, the sky is getting darker and darker, and the night is about to fall. Because of the previous explosion shootout, almost all the power lines were destroyed, and the library was dark at night. Some students brought a lighter that they usually use to light cigarettes, and suggested lighting the books in the library to light them. I know very well that the lights on the battlefield at night are a light for the enemy, so I am firmly against it. So we all stayed in the library with wide eyes until the sun came up the next day.

The gunfire at night became much more sparse, but it didn't really stop all night. The occasional gunshots made us feel even more frightened. Coupled with the inherent fear of darkness, we were terrified, and we felt that the fear of this night would be something we would never forget.

I can imagine how fierce the battle was outside. Although I didn't have the courage to poke my head out to see the specific situation outside, from the various voices coming from outside, I could roughly analyze that **** was really surrounded by government troops in the area of the school.

After dawn the next day, we relaxed a little in the midst of high tension, because the gunfire really stopped slowly, and there had not been a single gunshot for almost half an hour.

I felt that this horror was about to end, so I went up to the second floor and said to the boys on the second floor: "All the boys went down to replace the people on the first floor, they didn't close their eyes all night, and now they can't concentrate on protecting everyone, you replace them and take a rest." ”

No one objected to my suggestion, after all, it was the people on the first floor who were protecting the people on the second floor last night, so it is time for the people on the second floor to replace the people on the first floor to protect everyone.

The people who were replaced were all tired, and the injured were even more pale, and they urgently needed to replenish food and water. In fact, everyone was already very hungry at this time, but the previous gunshots and explosions made everyone too frightened, and their mental power was highly concentrated, so they didn't think of this. Now, as soon as you relax a little, a large part of the population begins to feel thirsty and hungry.

It's a new problem, I didn't think of it, but now that the problem has arisen, I don't want to and I can't do it.

So I started asking everyone, "Are there any people with snacks and water?" Now our wounded are in urgent need of food and water, so please take the initiative to give me food and water for the sake of your classmates. I will give this food and water to those who need it most right now. I'm sure we'll all be rescued soon, so don't worry too much......"

At first, no one stood up to speak, I patiently asked a few times, and gradually a few people brought them to the library or handed me the food and water that they had always liked to carry with them.

Of course, there are also people who are reluctant to take out food, and they often ask me, "What if we are stuck here for a long time and we don't have food and water?" ”

My answer was actually idealistic: "Don't worry, if something so big happens, the city government will do its best to solve it." Even if the municipal government is unable to solve the problem, isn't there still the provincial government and the central government? We'll be rescued soon, so don't worry. "Actually, I'm very unsure about this, because I don't know if this incident is just for us, or if it has spread to a large area. If it is a large-scale terrorist incident, I am afraid that the time for us to be rescued will be delayed indefinitely, and at that time, water and food will really become our biggest problem.

I can't and dare not tell them all this, and if I say it, I'm afraid that someone will risk rushing out at once, and then it may cause the entire library's defenses to collapse. In that case, our previous efforts would be completely in vain.

After the gunfire stopped, I gave some of the food and water to some of the wounded and some of my classmates who were visibly unwell. These students are injured and have lost blood or are already not well, frightened, and hungry for more than ten hours, and if they do not replenish some food and water, I am afraid that new problems will soon arise in our place where there is no medicine at all.

Time passed slowly and slowly, two hours passed, today there is no sun to be seen, the whole sky is filled with choking gunsmoke, a gloomy scene of the end of the world, and then some students are unwell because of fright and hunger.

Mr. Wang Yong, who had been in charge of observing this type of students, came downstairs to discuss with me, so I gave Mr. Wang Yong all the remaining food and asked him to give food and water to the students who needed it most.

It became more and more difficult for my classmates to stay here quietly and wait for rescue, and gradually I felt that all this was beyond my ability. I secretly pray that the sky will open my eyes, at least give me a hope, and let me also give my classmates a hope. Otherwise, the endless waiting in the absence of food and water will sooner or later lead to a series of unexpected situations. When the time comes, I will try to stabilize my classmates, but it will not be so easy.

There was still no signal on my phone, and I couldn't get through to my landline, so I thought about it, and there was no way to send a message.

If the news gets out, it will be possible to get help sooner.

It's a pity that there is no way to spread the news now, so we can only passively wait for someone to find us and come to save us.

Time is passing more and more slowly, and it is no longer appropriate to say that the days are like years, and it feels like the time is like years. I felt that time was slow, because more and more students had hungry and unbearable looks in their eyes, and their faces slowly appeared anxious and anxious. I'm afraid that in a few hours or a few minutes, they can't help but start "rebelling".

I actually felt very hungry too, but I couldn't show it. I already had a feeling that I couldn't control the situation, so my brain was spinning wildly, racking my brains to come up with a solution in the shortest possible time, otherwise the consequences would be ......

I felt my head swell and ache, and for a moment it was going to go blank. I quickly forced myself to stop thinking, sat down on the ground all of a sudden, took a deep breath, and slowly calmed down.

It has been said that hunger can make people develop extraordinary thinking skills, and perhaps this is true. Slowly, I actually came up with a solution.

I immediately put my ideas into practice. I first gathered dozens of students on the first floor and said briefly: "Many students want to rush out to find food and water because of hunger and anxiety, but once someone goes out from here, firstly, their own safety is not guaranteed, and secondly, it may affect all of us." So I decided that we would immediately set up two special teams to stop all the students who wanted to rush out. One group is in charge of me, the other is in charge of Mr. Wang Yong for a while, and the two of us work together to stop those who want to rush out. Do you understand? ”

Perhaps it was because of my own safety, none of the students on the first floor opposed my proposal, so soon, Mr. Wang Yong and I each took 30 male students to guard the door and windows on the first floor, in case some students rushed out, and also to prevent people from outside from sneaking up.

This approach worked so well that not a single student dared to take the risk of rushing out, at least for the first few hours of implementation.

But there are exceptions to everything, and just four hours after my method was implemented, and it was noon, a girl fainted because of more than ten hours of panic and hunger.

I immediately asked Mr. Wang for water, and it was easy to wake up this female classmate, and I was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but I heard someone exclaim: "Come on, someone has fainted!" ”

I knew that things had reached a point where I couldn't get out of hand, and there was no better way for a while, so I had to run over to rescue my classmate who had just fainted, and said loudly: "Is there anyone who can use the phone?" Hurry up and call the police! ”

Many students immediately took out their mobile phones, but without exception, there was no signal.

The librarian came up to me at this time and said, "Jincang, I don't think it's as good as this, I am the caretaker of this library, and I am responsible for everyone who enters this library, so I will go out and talk to those **** and ask for some food and water." Otherwise, I'm worried that my classmates won't be able to hold on......"

I knew it wouldn't work, but for a moment there was really no other way but to say nothing.

Teacher Wang Yong seemed to have made up his mind, and said to me slowly: "Jincang, now that the matter is now, I'm afraid there is not much chance of waiting, why don't you let me go out and have a look, maybe I can really get food and water......

I let out a long sigh: "I'd better go out and have a look, Mr. Wang, you are responsible for one thing." Don't let a classmate out until I come back. The situation outside is unclear now, and no one has come to us until now, it is certain that our part is still under the control of ****, and it will be very dangerous to go out. ”

Teacher Wang and the librarian nodded together: "Don't worry, we will definitely not let the students go out on adventures." ”

I no longer hesitated, did not dare to hesitate any longer, turned and went downstairs, striding towards the door of the library......