Li Bin, born in 1967, graduated from Tongji University in 1989 and is the head of the Fushun Public Security Fire Detachment.

At 20:30 on July 16, Li Bin was on duty in the detachment and received an order to be on duty. As the detachment leader, he had long been accustomed to the order to be on duty, and he thought that it was nothing more than reinforcements, and the order might be lifted in half an hour or an hour. After a while, the corps ordered the Fushun detachment to set off at 21 o'clock to reinforce Dalian. After receiving the order, Li Bin and Lu Zhenguang, chief of staff of the detachment, led the team to assemble in Sanbaotun with 10 combat vehicles and 30 officers and men, and set off on time.

On the way, Li Bin thought that maybe when the car reached Liaoyang, Anshan, and Yingkou, the corps would give an order for them to withdraw. Subconsciously, Li Bin hopes to give such an order, which is not greedy for life and afraid of death. Fushun City is a chemical city, and he has experienced many dangerous fires, and Li Bin did not know the fire situation in Dalian at that time, so it was impossible to be afraid in advance. What keeps him on his mind is driving. 10 heavy-duty vehicles were driving at high speed, and Li Bin was quite scared of this. The Fushun detachment has never had such a long-distance, heavy-duty combat experience, once there is a traffic accident, the car is destroyed and people are killed, and the detachment leader cannot explain. At this time, Wang Donghai, the political commissar of the provincial corps, called from time to time, asked where they had gone, and ordered them to speed up. Li Bin was worried about the vehicle and the fire in Dalian, secretly thinking that this must be an unprecedented fire, and he couldn't imagine how big the fire was.

After a long run of 8 hours, 10 combat vehicles of the Fushun detachment arrived at Thirty Mile Fort. It was not the fire department that came to answer Li Bin, but the traffic police, who understood in their hearts that something was big and alarmed the entire Dalian City. After the car entered the oil depot area, the smoke was in the air, the fire was everywhere, and there was chaos. Li Bin's nerves tensed and he entered a state of imminent battle. The car was parked on the side of the road, and Li Bin asked the leader of the corps from the periphery for instructions. found the side of the No. 103 tank and met the captain Wang Luzhi and the deputy captain Li Jinhua.

Li Jinhua took out a factory plan and instructed the Fushun detachment to go to the No. 37 and No. 42 tanks to build positions to cool down the tanks. Li Bin saw on the map that tanks No. 37 and No. 42 were in the center of the oil depot, surrounded by fire. He asked, "How do you get there?" Li Jinhua said: "Solve it yourself." ”

To say that Li Bin was not afraid of difficulties is not in line with the situation at that time. Cans 37 and 42 look like a decisive zone, nine times out of ten they can go back, Fushun's power is thin, can it work? This question was dispelled by him after half a circle in Li Bin's mind, and soldiers take obedience to orders as their duty, and there is nothing to do. He replied loudly, as usual: "Resolutely complete the task." "Get back on the combat vehicle and lead the team inside.

The oil tanks on the side of the road were marked with cans in their sixties, fifty cans, and forty cans, and they finally found cans No. 37 and No. 42 on the south side of the sea, and the tops of both cans burst into flames.

Li Bin and Chief of Staff Lu Zhenguang reconnoitred the fire. While looking, while sighing - the task is too difficult. Tank No. 102 has fire on it, and there is fire on the pipe, as if it has entered the crater. They stood for a while in a low-lying area south of the tank farm, Li Bin was speechless for a long time, and Lu Zhenguang did not dare to disturb him. What Li Bin thought was: In such a tragic battle, how could he bring back 30 officers and soldiers completely and without missing arms and legs. He felt that it was enough, but he had to bring back a lot of brothers one by one, and Li Bin shuddered when he thought that the soldiers were a little careless and died in the fire.

They walked to the embankment and saw that the fire had been piled up in front of the embankment. When the fire passes through the embankment, the No. 37 and No. 42 cans must explode, and the chemical tanks that are very close to each other will of course also deflagrate. At that time, it was dark, and I could only see the raging fire, but I could not see the people in the fire. Li Bin sighed, with 30 people and 10 vehicles in the Fushun detachment, can they hold such a large position as the No. 37 and No. 42 tanks and not let them explode? This is almost a drop in the bucket, or a drop in the bucket.

Li Bin and Lu Zhenguang walked out from the protective embankment and met Dong Shuwu, deputy chief of staff of the provincial corps. Li Bin pulled Dong Shuwu inside and said, "This is Fushun's position, the ground is a flowing fire, and the oil tank opposite is burning, which may explode at any time." We will invest first, and you must muster forces to reinforce us. At the very least, the corps sent someone to see from time to time to know if we were dead or alive. ”

Saying these things is not a gamble, but it is also another form of farewell. When the sky was dark, Li Bin saw that there were fire trucks and firefighters all around. He knew he wasn't alone. The General Headquarters was desperate to twist each soldier into eight nails, but no matter how it was exchanged, the number of troops was still insufficient.

Li Bin led the Fushun detachment to set up a position in the area where the fire was most intense. First sweep away a piece of the flowing fire on the ground, set up a position, then sweep a piece, and set up another position, the difficulty is indescribable. During the battle, Li Bin looked up at the tall, swarthy oil tanks around him, the flames and black smoke higher than the oil tanks, and the fire-breathing pipes crisscrossing the place, and he felt that the strength of people was too thin. Li Bin and Chief of Staff Lu Zhenguang have been with the soldiers during the battle, wearing helmets and heat-insulating clothing, and they have never left the soldiers.

At dawn, more and more troops were being added, and the position was full of people and traffic. And the explosions of the pipes are becoming more frequent, and the sound is becoming more and more harsh. They crawled under the dripping pipes to set up positions. As I crawled, I heard the whistling sound of pipes, and strings of oil fires trickled down and landed on my clothes. The human face seems to be roasted and swollen, so swollen that he can't open his eyes, so tragic, Li Bin has never experienced it. If you hadn't experienced it yourself, you wouldn't have been able to imagine what it was like.

Climbing through the pipeline, Li Bin found that in front was the Anshan detachment, and in the right front was the Shenyang detachment. Tanks 37 and 42 were surrounded by people, and it was only then that his tense nerves loosened and he let out a sigh of relief. By noon, the Fushun detachment had extinguished all the flowing fires that surrounded the embankment. When extinguishing the fire, the cadres and soldiers understood in their hearts that the fire would be over when it crossed the protective embankment, and that would be the end of the world. But the officers and soldiers finally strangled the flames in front of the protective embankment.

At 11:30 p.m. on the 17th, the General Headquarters notified the 14 detachment leaders of the provincial fire brigade to hold a centralized meeting. Li Bin walked into the conference room on the third floor of a building and met the commanders of all the detachments who were fighting bloodily on the fire, and most of the detachment leaders had participated in the battle. After this night of fierce fighting, they were able to meet each other, and everyone's hearts were full of emotion. I didn't expect to survive, and I didn't expect to meet at this time, in this place, and in this way. Everyone's face was greased, and the combat uniform was smoky. They shook hands, and neither of them said much. In the midst of the fierce battle, the words disappeared. At this time, Li Wenxi, director of the Provincial Public Security Department, and Wang Luzhi, chief of the Provincial Public Security Fire Brigade, entered the venue. Both of them had black oil on their bodies and faces. Wang Luzhi was wearing a helmet, and Li Wenxi's hair was tied into locks, with mud and water. The detachment leaders had never seen the hall chief and the captain meet everyone in this image, and they were very moved.

According to the deployment of the leadership, the Fushun detachment guarded the spot and guarded the No. 37 and No. 42 tanks. Li Bin returned to the position, observed for a while, and felt that it was okay. He went to the deputy captain Li Jinhua, took the initiative to ask for instructions, and went to the No. 103 tank position, Li Jinhua said: "You have to leave a car to monitor the scene, and the rest of the people will go to the No. 103 tank position immediately." ”

At the 103rd tank position, they cooled, extinguished, attacked, and fought until the end, fighting for five days and five nights.

Sleepy, get on the combat vehicle and squint for a while. When you are hungry, eat the steamed buns supplied by Dalian City. There was nowhere to wash my hands, so I put my hand in a plastic bag, grabbed the bun and ate it. Li Bin is most looking forward to taking a bath and sleeping, but this is all extravagant. After the Fushun detachment entered the position, it was nervously engaged in the fire fighting battle of No. 37 and No. 42 tanks, and its nerves were highly tense. After extinguishing the fire, the nerves just relaxed. After that, I threw myself into the battle of Tank 103 again, and my nerves became tense again, and the taste was very painful, like sewing up the severed nerves again, with great ups and downs, great joys and sorrows, and the ups and downs of the July 16 battle, which cannot be told one by one in words.

After the battle was over, the detachment returned to Fushun, and Li Bin was keenly aware that they were facing a more difficult task and great risk. The soldiers fought hard in the fire for five days and five nights, and the people had already survived to the limit. At this time, driving back, the nerves will involuntarily relax, and 8 hours of driving on the road is the most likely to cause accidents. Li Bin ordered that the speed of the car should not exceed 70 kilometers per hour, and that he must rest for 30 minutes before entering the service area. They go and go, steadily. The convoy got off the highway and entered the urban area of Fushun, and Li Bin put his heart in his stomach. He wanted to open the window of the car and shout to the sky and the earth: 30 people and 10 cars have returned safely, long live long live! The excitement is beyond words.

Back at the detachment, Li Bin asked the fighters to take a bath before eating. And he couldn't wait to rush to the office and take a shower under the hot water tap in the bathroom. The clean hot water washed on his body, and Li Bin's tears also spilled into it. He didn't know how long he had been rushing and wanted to forget everything. He suddenly discovered that the happiest thing in the world was to take a hot bath.