The training of building an iron army is no different from devilish training, Liu Haibo thought in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it.

In the big competition training team, he and his comrades run 5,000 meters every day, which must be completed in 22 minutes. This is just the beginning of each day's training, and more brutal is yet to come.

This was followed by the special training of the Iron Army.

Item 1: Wear fireproof clothing, put on air respirators, and run 100 meters with two buckets in hand, each bucket with 15 kg of sand, and there is a time limit.

Item 2: Run 100 meters with a 60kg dummy and complete it within the specified time.

Item 3: Hold the liquefied gas tank and drill into the 1.5 m wide flue, drill through, and drill back.

Item 4: Roll 82 kg tires at a distance of 100 meters, pinch the meter to complete.

Item 5: Put on the hand and foot ascent, climb the outer wall of the building, go up to the 8th floor, and then descend.

Item 6: Use a toothless saw to cut the wire placed on the bulb. The wire is 1 mm away from the bulb, and the wire is sawn so that the bulb cannot be damaged.

Item 7: Clamp the beer bottle with hydraulic shears and expanders and move the bottle from one table to another.

There are many famous halls, and there are all kinds of names, I don't know who came up with it. Each detachment has its own training subjects, both prescribed and optional movements. Some detachments sent the fighters to sleep in the cemetery at night and went to the hospital dissection room to watch the autopsy. All kinds of training techniques are very tricky and painful, and I really don't know who figured it out. Practice physical fitness, endurance, explosiveness, heart as fine as silk, and courageous willpower.

On the evening of July 16, when Liu Haibo received the news of reinforcements in Dalian, he was so happy. If he wants to reinforce the battle, it will take two or three days, and he will feel very happy that he doesn't need to train. The 7.16 battle lasted for five days and five nights, and when Liu Haibo and his comrades returned to Anshan, he felt that after such a vicious battle, all the fighting was the old book saved by the training of the Iron Army, or it would have ended early. Liu Haibo felt that fate had a guide, otherwise why would the provincial corps launch such a cruel training of the Iron Army? I was practicing, and I encountered such a fierce firefighting battle.

On the evening of July 16, Liu Haibo returned to the barracks. He is the squad leader of the special service squadron of the Anshan City Public Security Fire Detachment and the third non-commissioned officer. Born in 1983, he joined the army in 2000. After getting into the car, he and his comrades galloped to Dalian, not knowing what the fire was. On the periphery of the fire, the headlights flickered, and Liu Haibo saw that there was a lot of fog in front of him, and he thought to himself, where did the fog come from? It was only in hindsight that I realized that it was smoke. As the car drove forward, the sky was red, black smoke rolled upward, and the firelight illuminated the tall silhouette of the oil tank. Liu Haibo was stunned, not only Tianhong, he had never seen such a big oil tank. I can't even think about it. If this oil tank catches fire, can it still be saved?

According to the order, Liu Haibo and the soldier Wang Wei set up a position near the No. 2 tank in the Nanhai tank area. The criss-crossing pipes are all burning. The flames do not appear to respond to the attack of the foam gun. Liu Haibo and Wang Wei changed their tactics and aimed their guns at the bottom of the fire, which was very difficult, and they could only knock the fire back by one meter in ten minutes. The muzzle of the cannon was changed to a different angle, and the fire that had been retreating immediately flowed back. There is no other way, keep fighting, tug-of-war. From 2 a.m. to 4 p.m. on the 17th, they extinguished all the pipeline fires near the box.

The sky was bright, and the towering oil tanks were revealed one after another, to be honest, Liu Haibo was scared at this time. When he first entered the position, he was not afraid, he felt that it was much more enjoyable than training, but the battle was a bit sharp. At dawn, I saw that the fire was burning in such a spectacular and numerous group of oil tanks, and my scalp was a little tight.

At this time, instructor Zhang Chaoyang ran over to give an order. In normal times, the orders of the leaders say "can it be completed". This time, the instructor said, "Liu Haibo, Wang Wei, there is a task that you must complete. Liu Haibo was stunned for a moment and replied: "Instructor, you say, I will definitely finish it." ”

Instructor Zhang Chaoyang pointed to the front and said: "The pipe next to the No. 1 box has been burned, you and Wang Wei will set up foam cannons on the bridge to extinguish the fire!" ”

Liu Haibo and the soldier Wang Wei carried the cannon and went to the bridge. Under normal circumstances, the foam cannon is placed on the ground, and the jet can be extinguished by falling on the target along the parabola, but the jet force of the oil fire in the pipeline is too great, and the jet of the foam cannon cannot fall down and scatters. The pressure of the foam cannon cannot overwhelm the pressure of the oil fire. Unless the foam is hit in a straight line on the pipe fracture, the air is instantly isolated and the oil fire is forced to extinguish.

Liu Haibo, Wang Wei and instructor Zhang Chaoyang walked forward on the bridge, and stood down where they could no longer walk. The left and right sides of the bridge were full of fire, and the fire at the fracture in front of it was 30 meters high, and it was as if people had been scorched. Can you hit the oil fire of a broken pipe at this location? The foam cannon gives 6 pressures and has a range of 15 meters, but this is parabolic and the pressure at the end of the jet is not great. If a direct jet is used 10 meters directly into the fracture, the oil fire will definitely be suppressed. Liu Haibo visually inspected that it was about 10 meters away from the fracture and could be pressurized. Liu Haibo shouted: "Increase the pressure to 20!" After the pressure came up, Liu Haibo and Wang Wei couldn't hold the cannon at all. Liu Haibo tied the cannon to the bridge pier with a rope, and he shouted: "Pressurize again!" The driver replied: "You can't add it anymore, and if you add it again, the pump will explode." Liu Haibo asked Wang Wei to retreat, Wang Wei is a recruit, and this position is dangerous after all. He single-handedly aimed the cannon at the fracture and attacked the oil fire with a direct current. The smoke is so loud that you can't see the fire point clearly. Instructor Zhang Chaoyang used gestures to direct the foam landing point. There was an effect, and the fire began to weaken somewhat. After about 20 minutes, the foam cannon hose suddenly burst, Liu Haibo instantly leaned back, and the metal hose mouth smashed on his stomach. At that time, he thought that the sky was completely white, but it was actually a black sky. The instructor shouted in his ear several times before Liu Haibo heard the voice, and he had passed out just now. He got up to change the hose, and after 20 minutes of fighting, both hoses exploded, and threw him to the ground again, but he was not hit by the mouth of the hose. This is because the pressure is too great, but without pressure, it is impossible to suppress the fire more than 30 meters high at the fracture. The original waterbelt mouth was convex and concave buckle, which was bulged open, and Liu Haibo changed it to the waterbelt mouth with a buckle and lock this time, aiming at the fire and shooting. Although the foam cannon was tied to the bridge pier, the cannon body still shook violently, and Liu Haibo pressed the cannon with all the weight of his body, allowing the jet to accurately hit the target. He thought to himself, such a big fire, I don't know how many days and nights it will take, and when the foam and water will run out sooner or later, he must use all the good steel on the blade.

Liu Haibo single-handedly fired the cannon for more than an hour, and the fire at the 30-meter-high pipe break was extinguished. In the aftermath, he didn't know how he persevered, he would definitely not be able to hold on without the physical strength and will of the Iron Army, and he would not be able to hold on without the bloody nature of loyalty and bravery. Next to the fracture of the pipe is a huge No. 42 canister, which has been baked from black to white, and has been deformed, ready to explode at any moment. Who would dare to persist in fighting for more than an hour at such a close distance from tank No. 42? Only I am an iron army. As far as this situation is concerned, Liu Haibo, Zhang Chaoyang, soldier Wang Wei, and all the officers and men of the position, including the driver of the fire truck, represent the precious spiritual qualities of the Chinese. In times of crisis, this spiritual quality is radiant, not only turning the tide, but also illuminating history, together with the great sages, with the sun and the moon.

Liu Haibo didn't close his eyes for a day and a night. The next night, as he walked down the aisle, he felt like he had been studded by someone, and suddenly he woke up to find himself asleep while walking, and his body was bent to the side. If it weren't for his comrades-in-arms, he would have fallen into the ditch. He opened his eyes and looked into the ditch, which was full of oil and was turning flowers, and if he fell into it, even the bones would be burned. At that moment, Liu Haibo felt afraid, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his spine.

By the third day, there was a slight break in the fighting, and Liu Haibo began to feel homesick. He saw the sea and thought that to the south of the sea was my hometown of Shandong. At the mention of Shandong, Liu Haibo wanted to cry. He didn't turn on his phone until the third day of the fire, and there were six or seven missed calls from his mother. Liu Haibo looked back, and his mother asked in the first sentence: "Son, are you in Dalian?" ”

Liu Haibo couldn't say anything, biting his lip to prevent himself from crying. After the strong man went through the ordeal, once he heard his mother's voice, he would instantly become weak and aggrieved, and he wanted to cry. But he couldn't cry out loud, gritting his teeth and letting the tears flow silently down his face. My mother already knew about the fire in Dalian and was worried about herself. Liu Haibo didn't even say "yes" or "no", and turned off the phone. An hour later, Liu Haibo called home and said that he was in Dalian, the fire had been extinguished, and he was fine and uninjured. He asked his grandmother how she was doing. Mother branched her way away. Liu Haibo then asked about his grandmother, and his mother handed the phone to his father. My father said that my grandmother had left in March and didn't tell you. Liu Haibo listened to it and sat on the ground, and in more than 10 days, August 2 will be grandma's birthday. The family said that August 1 would be the birthday of his grandmother, and Liu Haibo wanted to send money to his grandmother when he got out of the fire, but he didn't expect that his grandmother was gone. Grandma has been sick for a long time, and the family has been hiding from herself. Liu Haibo was taken care of by his grandmother since he was a child, and his grandmother kept a little delicious food for Liu Haibo. That day, Liu Haibo shed the most tears, and he missed his grandmother more and more, and he couldn't control his emotions.

During the day, Liu Haibo looked in the direction of the sea, thinking that the south side of the sea is my home Shandong, thinking in his heart, his eyes began to blur, and he couldn't distinguish between the sea and the sky.