Chapter 3 We have only a glimmer of hope, and that is to charge
At 18:12, Li Yongfeng, captain of the fire brigade of Dalian Development Zone, received a call from the police. His heart trembled, the roar in his head became one after another, and the sound of the call in his ears became very distant. "The Xingang oil depot exploded and caught fire!"
Xingang oil depot, this is his district, he knows the situation of the oil depot too well. The forest of oil tanks, the city of oil tanks. Li Yongfeng has been a soldier for 21 years and has fought countless fires, but he has never saved this kind of fire, nor has he imagined how to save this kind of fire. He had thought about the plan to extinguish the fire at the oil depot many times, but who would have imagined that the oil depot really exploded and caught fire, and the blood on Li Yongfeng's whole body rushed to his head and rushed to his face. He immediately mobilized three squadrons, 15 vehicles, and a total of 72 officers and men. During the emergency assembly, Li Yongfeng repeatedly checked the number of officers, 72 officers and soldiers, yes, 72 officers and soldiers, his heart was tugged at by this number, and he could not relax for a long time. This is going to war. No one said they were death squads, but who could guarantee their survival when they entered the fire at the oil depot? Seventy-two officers and men wearing fire-fighting uniforms jumped into the car vigorously, they were young, they had just stepped into a good life, but at this moment they stepped into such a cruel fire. Li Yongfeng even wanted to stop them and prevent them from getting into the car, but the power of the order overwhelmed the mother's heart, the soldiers took obedience as their duty, and the firefighters took it as their mission to go in and out of the fire. At the moment of the fire, all the distractions in the hearts of the officers and soldiers were gone, and there was only one word left: rush!
Li Yongfeng led 72 officers and men of the Development Zone Brigade to the fire scene. The bursting 900-millimeter oil pipeline was "squeaking" the flame-throwing column, spewing out more than 10 meters in the direction of the front. In a general fire, the combustible substance is burned and it is over. This pipe spews out fire, and what flows to the ground is still fire, and what flows out and spreads is still fire, because what comes out of the pipe is oil. At this time, the valve of tank No. 103 was also spewing fire outward, but the fire could not be seen. The fire revealed red flames from a height of 20 meters shrouded in black smoke.
Li Yongfeng ordered three squadrons to form 10 combat positions to intercept the flowing fire.
What is the concept of flowing fire? The fires that the great mortals saw burned upwards and burned in fixed parts. And the fire at the oil depot flowed while burning, flowing in all directions. Wherever water can flow, there is fire here, an inexhaustible fire that surrounds one oil tank after another, making it seem like an explosion could occur in the next second.
Li Yongfeng's mind was not confused, he made a cursory observation, and set his position on the flowing fire that blocked the No. 103 tank, which was the source of the fire and the bane. To stop the No. 103 tank from flowing fire, the first thing to be protected is the No. 106 tank, and the two tanks are closest to each other, this simple and clear deployment makes a very precise preparation for the subsequent rescue battle.
In 1990, Li Yongfeng came to the fire brigade with 60 yuan in his arms. This money is the living expenses of the whole family for half a year in his hometown of Yimeng Mountain. The money was sewn into the mezzanine of the clothes by the old lady. After Li Yongfeng enlisted in the army, he was awarded the third-class meritorious service six times, and he was a technical expert and a pacesetter in military training. He served as the first squad leader of the special service squad and the deputy squadron leader of the big competition squadron. In 1999, he came to the Ganjingzi squadron, which ranked first in the business assessment, and lived in the team. Three months later, the squadron became the first place in the whole detachment competition, and Li Yongfeng achieved the highest score in his personal high. He achieved the best results in the second ladder and hook ladder subjects, and the sketo of this achievement is his deformed and prominent bilateral carpal bones.
The fire grew bigger and bigger, and all the oil tanks around Tank 103 were threatened. Li Yongfeng adopted the tactics of attacking left and right, and even saved and cooled. Organize 10 high-power foam trucks, set up 5 vehicle-mounted cannons and 2 mobile cannons in the northeast, northwest and southwest of the tank farm to cool down the No. 103 and No. 106 cans, and send out 9 foam guns to intercept the flowing fire spreading around the No. 103 canister. The forces of two squadrons were deployed to fortify the eastern and northeastern parts of tank 103 to protect the surrounding tanks.
In 2001, Li Yongfeng served as an instructor of the Lingqian Fire Squadron. At that time, the infrastructure of the barracks was poor, and he took the floor tiles that his family was going to decorate the house to the team to decorate the washing room, and the morale of the whole team was high. A year later, the squadron ranked first in the whole detachment in software and hardware construction. In 2005, Li Yongfeng went to the Zhuanghe Fire Brigade as an instructor. At that time, there was only one fire squadron in the 4,000-square-kilometer land area of Zhuanghe County. By 2008, four squadrons, a logistics base, and a guest house of a star-rated hotel were built. Li Yongfeng thought that the soldiers would have meat and fresh vegetables to eat, and that the soldiers' parents would be able to stay in the star-rated guest house when they came. When he came to the Zhuanghe Brigade, the fund was only 600,000 yuan. When he left, the brigade left 20 million yuan on its books. Li Yongfeng's political philosophy, or the goal of leading troops, or the value is six big words: "good leader, good big brother." ”
Ask yourself, everywhere he walked, he did these six words. At this moment, Li Yongfeng faced the waves of fire, tears fell, brothers are afraid that they will not be able to go back today, how can they be called "good leaders, good big brothers"? With this thought, his heart was like a knife piercing, and tears flowed out of him, as if he wanted to extinguish the fire and rescue 72 brothers from the fire.
On the fire ground, the officers and soldiers were only five or six meters away from the fire wave, and they used foam guns to resist the flowing fire. The ground of the officers and men's positions was low, and the flowing fire was surging under the coercion of viscous crude oil, and the foam guns could extinguish the fire, but they could not push back the thick waves of crude oil. The crude oil, which had just been extinguished, rekindled as soon as it saw the air. How powerful is the crude oil flowing from a 100,000-ton tank? Even if the high-pressure foam gun is densely squeezed into a wall, it can't beat the oil waves! The officers and soldiers extinguished a row of fires, stepped on the oil and rushed forward, and a collapsing spark immediately rekindled the crude oil under their feet. They retreated, and then they went on the offensive. Even if the oil wave cannot be beaten out, the burning fire on the oil must be knocked out, otherwise it will cause a chain explosion. The officers and men engaged in a tug-of-war with the fire, advancing and retreating, defending and attacking, and were in a state of stalemate.
The temperature of the flames at the scene reached thousands of degrees, and what was more terrifying than the flames was the tremendous psychological pressure on the officers and men. The soldiers are all eighteen or nineteen-year-old children, and everyone knows in their hearts: the oil tank will explode at any time, tormenting people every second. Those who are nervously fragile have long gone crazy.
Afterwards, a reporter interviewed Li Yongfeng, why did no one escape? Li Yongfeng thought for a while, and didn't know how to tell reporters. While it's convenient to say a ready-made rhetoric, the reality is much more complex and brutal than rhetoric.
Where are we fleeing? Behind him was Jar 106, and when the man fled, Jar 106 was engulfed in flames. The chain explosion will destroy the oil depot, the Dagushan Peninsula and even Dalian. Ordinary people can escape, and firefighters cannot escape even if they die in battle. Also, others can't understand that the soldiers are holding tighter than a piece of iron at this life-and-death juncture, and all their arms are holding water guns and foam guns, and they are all standing on the front line. The power of comrade-in-arms unity was brought into full play at this time. Don't you see that the people who died in the fire and in the torrent are all holding each other tightly? The soldiers were constantly ignited by a sentence, that is, Li Yongfeng's words constantly shouted on the walkie-talkie: "We have only a glimmer of hope, and that is to charge." ”
All the fighters remembered this saying: our silver lining is to charge. If you don't charge, you can only be consumed by fire.
The idiom "sacrifice life and forget death" is a bit big, who can give up life? But the firefighters did give up their lives and rushed to the road of fighting death. When they rushed to the fire site in a combat vehicle, a large number of retreating people and vehicles poured into the road on the Dagushan Peninsula, which could be said to be deserted and fled. The clothes of the common people are all varied, and everyone is desperately rushing out. This is not to blame, they are on the run.
When a person is roasted by the fire for ten minutes, he immediately becomes thirsty. There was no water, so the officers and men put their faces on the foam guns and drank some foam water diagonally, which was bitter and smelly, but it could moisten the throat.
At 18:45, the 750-millimeter pipeline exploded and broke, and another stream of black crude oil rushed into the sky, more than 20 meters high. The black oil sprinted to the summit and turned into a mushroom cloud, and when the cloud dispersed, bright pillars of fire sprang up. Li Yongfeng organized the retreat of the fighters. After the fire is clear, the attack will be continued.
Before other reinforcements from the Dalian Public Security Fire Detachment arrived at the fire scene, the fire brigade of the Development Zone held out for 40 minutes, and every minute was extremely long. Without their first 40 minutes of hard fighting, there would have been no fierce battle in the first 7 hours of the Dalian detachment; Without the seven-hour life-and-death struggle of the officers and men of Dalian, the complete victory of the province's firefighters in the battle against Dagushan would not have been welcomed. Victory is worn every minute and every second, and every minute and every second is piled up by officers and men with determination and conviction. There are no slogans and slogans on the fire ground, it is all desperate, and the road surface is paved with the asphalt left over from the fire, bubbling and bubbling, and you can't pull out your feet when you step on it. The hot asphalt poured all the way into the combat boots, and the feet of all the officers and men were blistered. The hose was glued to the asphalt and could not be pulled out even if it was carried on the shoulder.
The foam and water became less and less, and Li Yongfeng kept telegraphing the detachment leader Cong Shuyin: "If you don't come again, you can't stand it!" I can't stand it if I don't come again......"
But the fire brigade of the development zone still withstood it, and they couldn't conclude how it withstood afterwards. The burning crude oil flowed into the trench and burst the sewer manhole cover into the sky. The manhole cover was burned red and fell crackling, but fortunately it didn't hit a single officer or soldier. "Boom", looking up, there was another red manhole cover that collapsed into the sky, and the red swirled and fell. At this time, Li Yongfeng actually used a joking tone to warn everyone on the walkie-talkie: "Attention, pie is falling from the sky again." "He wanted to be humorous. But no one laughed at the officers and soldiers, and no one hid. They used their arms and shoulders to hold and carry water guns and foam guns and retreated 100 meters, how to hide? The combat boots got stuck in the asphalt and couldn't pull it out, so they couldn't hide. Li Yongfeng thought afterwards that he should answer the reporter's question like this: If you can't pull out your feet, you can't escape. In fact, if a person wants to escape, there are a hundred reasons and a hundred opportunities. For the officers and men on the fire ground, this question is a pseudo-question, and the reporter should ask: How much sweat did you sweat in combat uniforms under the scorching heat of thousands of degrees? You should also ask, have you ever thought about getting out of the fire alive?
In the life-and-death confrontation every minute and second, people don't think about anything, the honor of the "Iron Army" does not allow them to retreat, and the charge is to win. On the fire, Li Yongfeng stood on the front line, and he knew that there were many pairs of eyes staring at him. The phrase "people are in the position" should be changed to "the officials are in the position." He is the backbone of the workforce, and he wants to be a "good big brother" to the 72 officers and men. These three words are the highest state of life that he believes.
Li Yongfeng was in front, and all the cadres were in front, which answered the reporter's question: Why did no one escape from the fire?
Li Yongfeng is relieved not that no one has escaped, which is not an honor. His comfort lies in the fact that no one flinched. Li Yongfeng described his actions in the 16 July fire in a very bland tone: First, he reported the situation at the scene to the higher-level leaders in a timely manner, and second, he brought all 72 officers and soldiers out alive.
After the explosion of the 750 mm pipeline, the pump room and the desulfurizer (hydrogen peroxide) piled on the side exploded one after another, Li Yongfeng took out his mobile phone and continued to ask the leader of the Cong Shuyin detachment for help, the helmet on his head had been deformed in the high temperature, and the helmets of the soldiers were all deformed by the high temperature of thousands of degrees.
Captain Cong Shuyin led 61 active fire squadrons, 10 enterprise fire brigades, and 317 fire fighting vehicles to Dagushan at a gallop.