Chapter 33: The Glory and Happiness of Death
At the scene of the fire, the people on the ground floor have been rescued, but because the fourth floor is the location of the fire, the fire spread quickly, which brought a lot of inconvenience to the rescue work, especially when a fire truck was taking the ladder, a private room next to it suddenly exploded and overturned the fire truck, and the high-rise rescue operation was temporarily stopped.
At this time, the window of a private room on the sixth floor was broken, and six people slid from the inside to the roof of the opposite building, causing the people below to cheer, no matter what, six people had been rescued.
"What's going on?" A person in charge of the fire extinguishing center asked the people around him, who were worried about the safety of the people trapped on the sixth or seventh floors.
"I think I've heard that [Sunday] seems to have come to help, and it seems to be saving people on the sixth floor." One of the liaison officers immediately returned to his boss's question.
"Is that the guy who's been popular lately?" The person in charge is a white man in his fifties, and he didn't want to believe these gossip, but he didn't expect to encounter it today.
"When will our helicopter come?"
"I've already applied, and it will take five minutes at the earliest."
"I know, immediately use the megaphone to notify the trapped people inside, and run up if you still have the ability to move, and now the roof is relatively safe." The person in charge took a look at some information about the restaurant and knew that the current fire could not affect the main body of the building, so the roof was safe.
"Yes, we'll let you know right away!" When the liaison officer heard this, he immediately gave the order of the person in charge to the people below.
At this time, Stanley had already rescued five more people, but Stanley's own situation did not seem to be so good.
"The fire spread so fast, and I had no experience in rescuing people in a fire, so I almost killed those people." Stanley was a little remorseful, he thought he could save a lot of people, but he almost killed a few people just now, which made Stanley blame himself very much.
His body was already dry, so hot from the flames, fortunately there were miniature respirators, otherwise he would have been smoked to death by the thick fog if he stayed here for so long, especially since this building was still a restaurant, and most of the utensils used were plastic or wood, and the pungent smell emitted after burning made Stanley very uncomfortable.
Even Stanley, who had a respirator, was already so uncomfortable, and you could imagine how dangerous the remaining survivors were, Stanley found some water to wet himself and re-searched for possible people.
But after searching for nearly ten minutes in the flames, no one was found, and Stanley could only temporarily give up looking for someone to get some information from the outside, so he rushed out of the restaurant directly through a window and came to the temporary firefighting command center.
"What's going on now?" Stanley gasped slightly, his physical strength was not as good as he thought, and the loss would be exacerbated at the scene of the fire.
"[Sunday]?!" The person in charge frowned, but seeing the situation on the other party, even the person in charge who had some opinions about Stanley had to admire him.
So far, more than 30 trapped people have been rescued, and there are still three or four people who have not been found, and Stanley alone has rescued more than a dozen people, all of whom have been sent to nearby hospitals for treatment.
"I didn't find any survivors on the sixth floor, and the stairs up the seventh floor burned and didn't go up." Stanley briefly talked about what he had discovered, the backpack on his body had long been thrown away, and there was only a hook gun and miniature breathing apparatus left on his body, and there were no other props.
"Okay, seeing that you're not doing very well, you don't want to get involved. We've got the rescue team down from the roof. ”
The person in charge looked at Stanley's height, which was about 1.7 meters, which is the height of teenagers in most cases in the United States, so he guessed that Stanley might still be a student in college, so he was reluctant to take risks from the other party, and rescue was their job.
"I can help, you also saw that I can go directly to the seventh floor, as long as you tell me that the survivors may be in that room, I can get to the road faster than them." Stanley heard the other party's words, smiled slightly and rejected the other party's kindness.
At this moment, the walkie-talkie in front of the contact person suddenly rang, and then the voice of the rescue team came from inside.
"We've found a survivor, but it's already burning near the door, and there's no way in, so we're looking for another entrance."
When Stanley heard this, he immediately said to the person in charge, "Ask which room it is, and I can go directly from here." ”
The person in charge thought about it, after all, human life is at stake, and finally gritted his teeth and asked his team members about the location of the survivors, and then pointed out the location of the survivors to Stanley.
"Give Mr. [Sunday] some water and let him wet himself before leaving." The person in charge looked at Stanley's shirt and pants that had been burned off, and ordered a person next to him, well, his windbreaker had already been burned by the flames.
When Stanley was ready, the person in charge gave him a walkie-talkie before letting him go. Stanley smiled and put the walkie-talkie in his arms, came to the route he had just made, and directly locked the target room with a hook gun, and ejected it to break through the window. But at this time, the room where Stanley was about to break through the window instantly exploded, and Stanley was directly hit because he didn't have time to dodge.
"Oops, [Sunday] please answer, please answer, are you okay?" The person in charge was taken aback below and immediately called Stanley.
After a short moment, Stanley's slightly weakened voice came over the intercom.
"Ahem, I'm fine, I've managed to enter the room, looking for the whereabouts of the little girl."
That's right, what Stanley wants to save now is a little girl, and it is for this reason that Stanley will act on the severe pain on the ninja's body. Just now, a large piece of the glass ejected by the impact of the explosion was directly inserted into Stanley's neck, and the blood was constantly retaining along the wound, and Stanley's physical strength also quickly disappeared with the loss of blood.
Now there is only one thought that supports Stanley, which is to rescue the little girl, and even he has completely forgotten that he will be resurrected, he now only relies on his will to find the little girl, and he didn't feel it when he was burned by the flames, and according to the route he remembered before, he found the little girl who was unconscious in the cabinet in the room.
"You can't die, ahem, you can't die!" Stanley kept muttering, put the miniature breathing apparatus that was going to be on his mouth in the little girl's mouth, tied the child tightly to himself with his own clothes, and rushed out of the room in a hurry, the hook gun was directly nailed to the wall of the opposite building, jumped out of the window, and then hugged the little girl tightly and slammed into the opposite building, and then was caught by the fire alarm that rushed over.
"How's the girl?" Seeing the blood on the girl's body, a policeman immediately asked.
"The girl was fine, she just fainted. It's just that he... Alas, the ambulance staff moved Stanley's arm away with a little force, cut the little girl's wrapped clothes, and checked to find that the girl was fine, just fainted by the smoke, but Stanley had already lost blood and died, and the glass had punctured his artery.
The police took off their hats, and the people in the neighborhood cried as they watched Stanley after the doctor took off his mask.
"He's just a kid!"
"No, he's a hero!" The person in charge said with some self-reproach.