Chapter Eighty-Seven: Burning Eyebrows

Wu Ran opened the thick entry register, and the first page was today's entry information. In the registration information of the third ship, he found the "Talios".

The column of the organization or individual sponsoring them for entry reads "Guaranteed by the Denarlius Chamber of Commerce".

"Where has this 'Denarius Chamber of Commerce' appeared......" Wu Ran muttered to himself as he propped his head in distress. This Kamla city is too big for him, and the affairs are complicated; Being able to roughly perfect the process is already costing his old life, let alone remembering something with his head.

He was just about to take out his desk for office and flip through the key points he had jotted down with his magnetic pen when the walkie-talkie on the table began to beep again.

The power supply in Kamla was not enough to sustain the communication towers, so as in other undeveloped areas of Elta, the various departments here relied on a network of walkie-talkies, handsets and small routers. The handset is responsible for cross-departmental and cross-regional communication, the router is used to build a wireless data exchange network within the department, and the walkie-talkie can be "mobile" compared to the "fixed" radio and router.

"This is Wu Ran, the head of the Kamla Provisional Public Security Bureau, please speak ......"

"Here, this is the North Patrol No. 6, identity registration number 62310, many buildings near the north gate of Kamla City have just burned, and a fire has ignited!"

Ignoring Talios, Wu Ran's face turned green at that time. You must know that the position of the public security chief of Kamla is not so easy to do, and he also has to take the position of the leader of the fire brigade!

Although he doesn't have to be a small household registration policeman to carry a ladder and carry a hose to the fire scene, he must be responsible for the training of the fire brigade, as well as equipment maintenance, and even on-site command. Kamla City now has a fire brigade of more than 20 people, but there are only three of them who have been systematically trained......

Wu Ran couldn't think about it so much, or his brain had been filled with exploding information. He immediately picked up another walkie-talkie with the words "Warehouse Management" on it, and shouted loudly:

"Old Yang! I'm Wu Ran, can you hear me? ”

"Warehouse management received! What's the matter with such a hurry? ”

Wu Ran replied as he ran to the electric clock outside in small steps, "How much diesel do you have there?" Damn, the North Gate is on fire! Can you see smoke there? ”

"Look fart. Behind Lao Tzu is a fire door. There's still diesel, you're going to take it to burn the pump? Don't count on the magicians? Yang Kuguan replied with a look of retardation. The new storehouse of Kamla was located outside the northwest corner of the city walls, far from the gate to the east, but slightly closer to the river. You must know that it is all food, ammunition, fuel, medicine, and batteries that are related to the foundation of the central government's rule and the lives of expatriate workers, and it will take eight hours at the fastest to wait for the airdrop to be delivered.

However, in these eight hours, it is very likely that an entire local organization will be killed. Others may not have a concept of this, but everyone who "parachutes" into Kamla must know it.

"Count on a fart." Wu Ran rang the electric bell of the police station while imitating the tone of the warehouse manager. "I might as well count on them, I might as well count on the elf sisters in Mendong City to lift their skirts, and then a big flood will fall from the sky......"

The electric bell rang screeching. Within a minute, a whole fire brigade that was still sorting out their clothes was rolling up a puff of dust on the playground and neatly lined up to report the numbers.

"There should be eight people in a class, but there are eight people, please instruct the chief!"

"There should be eight people in the second shift, but there are eight people, please instruct the chief!"

"There should be ten people in the third shift, but there are ten people, please instruct the chief!"

Wu Ran waved his hand, expressing his satisfaction with these firefighters who were mostly half-sized men half a month ago. Then he shoved a walkie-talkie into the hands of the second shift leader.

"Take this and keep in touch with the police at the scene. The first squad leader, you are responsible for driving the battery car to bring the first and second shifts to the scene. Do you understand? ”

"Understood! Sir! The reason why Wu Ran arranged it this way is very simple - only one of the two firefighters he brought out from Mendong City can drive.

"Safety first, don't put people in without fire, put people in! I'm going to take three shifts to fill up the diesel pump on this car, and depending on the situation, you can open the barrier or evacuate the people first, but be safe! ”

The battery car with a sharp siren sounded all the way towards the black smoke in the north amid the dodging of the people of Kamla City and the shouting of the people on board. At first, the road leading to the central axis was slightly blocked, but when you get on the central axis, you can increase your speed - thanks to the pavement made of earthen cement and stones by poor laborers.

Behind and in front of them, a radio network throughout Kamla also directs traffic for them:

"Dear citizens, please get out of the way for the fire trucks on the road with their lights flashing and honking their horns, as the fire in the north of Kamla now needs to be extinguished...... Pedestrians and vehicles who hear their horns and police lights should move to the far right of the road and stop passing, and we reserve the right to arrest and interrogate any person or group of people who do not cooperate......"

The right of way for fire trucks and military and police vehicles in Kamla is now paramount - in Mendong City, the emperor's convoy saw fire trucks and ambulances and had to turn their right lights to avoid the road. Hearing the announcement, Neuesas and his party naturally did not dare to slack off, and after hearing the whistle from afar, they drove the carriage and horses to the road on the right with the others, and the shop guys who were covered also came out to see the excitement.

This whistle is surprisingly loud! Neuesas exclaimed in his heart. However, this method of firefighting may be much inferior to that of the Church of the Two Moons, at least compared to that on Lancas Island; Wyverns are a lot faster than these guys on the ground. I just don't know if the people in the car that came from afar can do magic, and if they can get water from the clouds to put out the fire......

Just as he was thinking about the firefighting he had seen on Lancas Island, a battery car with a whistle drove in front of him.

"There is no otherworldly car pulled by cattle and horses." Near-distracted, Noy Esas muttered. This is a battlefield blade that has been mentioned countless times on the lips of the survivors of the Double Moon Church, and the first time he saw it was not on the battlefield, but on the road to save people from fire and water......

Turning his head to the trembling "members of the merchant group" around him, Neuesas couldn't help but smile contemptuously. Are you so afraid of people from other worlds? They are human too! And even friendlier than you! At least it won't bully the soft and afraid of the hard!

Lamenting his misfortune and being angry - Neuesas has unwittingly stood on the opposite side of the winds of the entire Bilunar Church. Without him, just because the first impression given to him by people from another world is not just "good" or "fair", it is as simple as that. In every detail, and in the reactions of the natives of Elta, he could read two words with a capital letter-

"Advanced".

In just over five minutes, the battery truck carrying two fire squads and hand-cranked pumps drove up to Blaze. Patrol and auxiliary police on the perimeter of the yard have begun hand-in-hand hand-in-hand to deliver buckets between the fire shaft and the fire yard, but apparently to a drop in the bucket.

In fact, the fire well is a well that is opened in the middle of the city house and serves as a water intake function. However, due to Elta's technical level, the well still has to draw water through the derrick, which is very inefficient.

Seeing that the patrol officer had black ash on his face, and most of his body stretched out of the well fence and struggled to carry the bucket, the leader of the second squad of the fire brigade rushed up with a hand-cranked pump in three steps and two steps.

The first shift leader stopped the car outside the fire and did not rush to arrange the installation of the hand pump. He first put on the fireproof suit and fireproof hat, circled around the half of the fire, and ran back to order the team members:

"Grab the tools and work with me to tear down the houses on the east side of the fire! The fire won't be under control for a while, understand? ”

"Understood!"

"A couple of cop brothers over there!" The squad leader then opened his throat and shouted to the surrounding patrol officers and policemen who began to stand by. "Do your superiors have any arrangements? If not, help us move out of their homes! Oh, by the way, leave a few brothers in the second shift to deliver the buckets! ”

"Okay!" The policemen just scrubbed their faces and hands with the water from the hand pump, and they were full of enthusiasm -- this was a disaster for the residents and houses in Kamla City that were on fire, but it was a real opportunity for them: if they were properly handled, they would be able to "make meritorious contributions" and "get promoted to official positions and make a fortune."

After the hose of the crank pump was thrown into the well by the second shift, the crank pump was placed neatly on the derrick. The lever of the hand pump may seem laborious to shake, but it can produce more than a bucket of water at a time, which is much more comfortable and efficient than just going up and down the bucket.

"Keep it up! Brothers! "With the help of wooden and aluminium barrels brought from residents' homes and cars, the fire in front of the fire shaft was quickly brought under control. However, it is not optimistic that this part of the fire was originally the road in front of the house, but it only relied on the fire itself to extend outward, in other words, the fire itself has not been extinguished, and there are signs of continuing to burn to both sides......

"Damn it!" Wu Ran had just signed and received two full tanks of diesel fuel, and patted his head - something very fatal gathered above his head like a haze.

"Ah, Grand Sheriff, what's going on?" Yang Kuguan, who had just held the entry and exit register, looked leisurely.

"Nothing." Wu Ran's reply couldn't hide his heavy expression and lingering haze premonition: the area in charge of the 6th Northern Tour was one of the key deployment areas, around General Perrier's mansion.

Now he can only drive east while begging for the flying noodles, Suzumiya Haruhi, Prince Ma, poisonous milk color, and all the sustenance that he can think of to name from an unknown time and space to give him a hand, don't be this bully who once called for wind and rain in South Elta to make waves again......