Zou Decai, born in 1981, enlisted in the army in 1999, and is currently an instructor of the special service squadron of the Fushun Public Security Fire Detachment.

At 20 o'clock in the evening, the special service squadron received an order from the detachment to reinforce Dalian, asking them to send out a car. The fighters rushed to go, and the veterans were about to be demobilized, feeling that this was the last chance. This made Zou Decai difficult.

The special service squadron came out of a Mercedes-Benz foam car, pulling 12 tons of water and 5 tons of foam, there were only 3 seats on the car, Zou Decai sat one, and there were two seats left, which made it difficult to choose who would go and who would not. A total of 7 people signed up, all of whom were top players in the big competition, and they were all going to go, and some people were about to cry. Zou Decai thought about it, wiped his face, and said, "Don't fight anyone." Count me, go to two more drivers, and take turns driving on the road. ”

In the end, three people went, Zou Decai and two drivers. One of the drivers is Meng Fanliang, a native of Gaizhou City, who enlisted in the army in 1998 and was discharged after the July 16 battle. He was very heroic in the fire, not afraid of hardship, not afraid of tiredness, and not for meritorious service, but only for the honor of the fire army. By the time he went to the fire, he had already decided to leave the army. On the way to Dalian, Meng Fanliang drove alone, no one else replaced, and when he arrived at the fire, Meng Fanliang got out of the car to check the hose for leakage, shook the hose, and there seemed to be no dangerous flames in his eyes. Zou Decai still misses this loyal comrade-in-arms.

The car drove to Dalian. Every 10 minutes, Lu Zhenguang, chief of staff of the detachment, asked each vehicle to report the number of the vehicle and the names of the combatants, and the atmosphere of the battle gradually intensified. The car was driven for about three hours when a tire suddenly burst. Zou Decai asked the chief of staff how to deal with it, and Lu Zhenguang said: "You decide whether to bring this car or not, but the whole team can't wait for you, and you must continue to move forward without stopping." Zou Decai asked the driver to put away 12 tons of water, change the tires, and catch up with the team. Foam can't be thrown, foam is a treasure. Fortunately, there was no problem with the Mercedes-Benz car along the way, and it arrived at the fire scene smoothly.

The combat vehicles of the fire brigade run in the city all year round and have not run long distances. It is understandable that the vehicle will run long distances at full load and have mechanical failures. Vehicles with more than a dozen tons of water or even dozens of tons of water are moving at full speed on the highway, and nothing major has happened, which is already a great luck.

Entering the scene, Zou De saw that the flowers and trees on the side of the road were all black, becoming strange plants that he had never seen before. The concrete road is covered with black oil and car wheels.

When they entered the fire, the fire grew out of the ground, like a bush of fire and a forest of fire. They pushed forward as they fought. Later, Zou De learned that the ground under the fire was full of pipelines, and the pipes were boiling oil slurry and oil gas. Zou Decai was afraid, if the ground fire burst the underground pipeline, all the firefighters would have to collapse into the sky. The things of the world are clear and clear, and those who don't know are clear. If I had known that there were all oil pipes under the fire, the mental pressure would have been heavier, and the battle would have been more difficult. But it didn't take long for Zou De to realize that the heavenly pipe was landing at his feet, and he put his heart horizontally, and he died, anyway, he was not a dead person, but his heart was steady.

Li Ye and Zhou Yongtao of Li Shi's squadron rode on the protective dam and shot water at the No. 37 tank to cool down. Oil and water on the ground between the tank and the embankment bubbled and foamed. They thought it was water, but it was actually boiling, with oil at a temperature of thousands of degrees. The concrete of the protective embankment was burned and the steel bars were exposed, and Zhou Yongtao pulled back the steel bars and broke away from the wall, and he planted his butt in the oil. Li Ye saw that Zhou Yongtao was gone on the protective embankment, and when he looked down, there was no one yet. His head was smashing to the ground, and he didn't know how deep the pool or oil tank was underneath. Li Ye shouted desperately: "Zhou Yongtao, Zhou Yongtao......"

After Zhou Yongtao fell into the bubbling oil, his head and face did not touch the ground, and his hands did not touch the ground. He swished to his feet, leaning against the embankment. Li Ye didn't see him.

Li Ye's shouts attracted Tao and Zhou Yang, and the three of them pulled Zhou Yongtao up the protective embankment to save him from the oil pot.

At that time, there was a muffled sound in the pipes from time to time, and although it was still very loud through the thick steel plates of the pipes.

Zou Decai led the soldiers to nail the front line like nails, advancing little by little, recovering lost territory and expanding the results, I don't know how long it took for them to see the appearance of No. 37 and No. 42 cans.

Cans 37 and 42 have been roasted and discolored. If it doesn't cool down quickly, the tank will burst and the crude oil will flood the tank farm.