Chapter Eighty-Nine: Knowing that the fire burns people, he leans towards the sea of fire (medium)

Ren Tianle couldn't help it, grabbed the cab in front of the liberation car, and desperately "Bang!" with his fists! "Boom!" slammed the roof of the car and shouted, "Stop!" Stop the car! It's on fire! It's on fire! ”

The Jiefang truck "creaked", and a sharp brake fell across the road. The people in the car were all huddled together thanks to the inertia of the brakes. "Three-inch Dinggu bark" poked his head out of the co-pilot's window, pushed the big sunglasses to his forehead, looked at the car, and reprimanded with a very ugly face: "What are you doing!" What are you doing! What are you doing? What are you doing smashing cars? ”

Seeing that the "three-inch Dinggu bark" was still playing the prestige of the director at this time, Zhan Zhizhan couldn't help but feel a little angry in his heart, and secretly scolded: "Who the hell are you talking to in a hurry?" You don't know we're doing you a favor! ”

"Director Tang, look over there, it's definitely on fire!" Before Zhan Zhizhan could say anything, the classmates were already shouting in the car. "Three-inch Dinggu Bark" jumped into the car with a little bit of his hand and a little foot. "Three-inch Dinggu bark" put his hand on the pergola, looked at it carefully, leaned on the compartment board, jumped out of the car with a turnover, and got into the cab. The movements are skilful and neat. Under the command of the "three-inch Dinggu bark", the truck turned around on the spot and sped quickly on the bumpy road towards the place where the fire broke out. Several students were standing in the car at first, but the wind swept the gravel and hit them in the face, causing great pain.

Zhan Zhizhan didn't think about this, his mind was spinning rapidly. Looking at this appearance, the "three-inch Dinggu bark" is to lead a few of their students to put out the fire. Suddenly, Zhan Zhizhan remembered the story that his second brother Wu Youyi had told about Brother Hai saving the mountain fire when he went to the countryside.

The Forestry Company of the 35th Regiment of the 4th Division of the Production and Construction Corps, where Brother Hai went to the countryside, lives in the deep mountains and old forests, and there is a family of four living on the slope not far from the mud and straw house where Brother Hai and his educated youth live. The man's name is Wang Zhagen, his wife Yadan'er and their children. son Wang Dongxing and daughter Wang Dongchen. Wang Ztaking is not his original name, but after he came to the Great Northern Wilderness ten years ago, he was determined to take root in this wild land for a lifetime, so he changed his name to "Wang Zhagen".

Brother Hai and Wang Zagen get along very well, he especially likes Xiao Dongxing and Xiao Dongchen brother and sister, and often steals some white-flour steamed buns left over from the cooking class, and watches the brothers and sisters eat them sweetly.

In the Great Northern Wilderness, the tyrannical Siberian cold snap has been hovering here for a long time, two-thirds of the year is winter, and the extreme minimum temperature even reaches minus 40 degrees Celsius. But this wasteland has the rarest and most fertile black soil in the world, known as the "king of the earth". Some people say that the generation of intellectual youth is a generation that has grown up under slogans, a generation that pays tribute to heroes, and a generation that has really burned and been burned. From Jin Xunhua to Xiao Ke, countless enthusiastic young people who want to prove themselves and realize themselves have a spirit of blood-boiling and fearless sacrifice for the revolution. This spirit was indeed once like a spark in the wasteland, quickly spreading throughout the corps.

Almost every farm in the Great Northern Wilderness has the tombstones of the pioneers such as the demobilized officers and soldiers and the intellectual youth, showing a kind of earth-shaking tragedy. Many of them died heroically and are regarded as true people's heroes. But more often than not, accidents and diseases took their young lives. On November 7 of that year, a huge wildfire burned in the mountain forest. Hai Ge and his comrades-in-arms woke up in their dreams, and when they put on their clothes and rushed out of the mud house, they were all stunned by the scene of the fire and candlelight in front of them.

Just when everyone was panicked and didn't know what to do, Wang Zhagen appeared in front of everyone. Although he was very embarrassed by the smoke and fire, he remained calm. Wang Zagen stopped the intellectuals who were about to collapse: "Comrades, wildfires are paper tigers like US imperialism!" We can't be deserters, we have to defend the country's property to the death! Knowing that the fire burns people, he is biased towards the sea of fire! Who is a hero, who is a hero, look at it on the fire ground! Party members, League members, comrades, in front of the US imperialist aggressors and Syngman Rhee's gang. Make up your mind, not be afraid of sacrifice, overcome all difficulties, and strive for victory. Rush with me! ”

"Rush!" Under the encouragement of Wang Zagen, the educated youths were enthusiastic one by one. They scrambled with their bare hands, like moths to a fire, and threw themselves into the sea of fire. There was the glory they had been looking forward to for a long time, and there was the ideal they had been pursuing for too long.

Fu Xiaofang, a young man who was just 16 years old, was suffering from a fever at the time, and her comrades-in-arms persuaded her not to go, but Fu Xiaofang was so anxious that she almost shed tears and struggled to break free from her comrades-in-arms: "What are you talking about?" No way! I have to go, I have to fight to join the group! ”

After that, Fu Xiaofang took off her padded jacket, covered her head, and shouted: "Long live the great teacher!" And he rushed over.

"Learn from Comrade Fu Xiaofang!" Under the inspiration of Fu Xiaofang, the passion made the educated youths like newborn calves in the face of the fire, without the slightest fear, and bravely fought the raging mountain fire. But the fire did not subside because of the bravery of the intellectuals, the thorns burst louder than the slogans in the flames, and the waist-high weeds burned higher than the passion. Seeing that the direction of the wind had changed, the fire swept through Wang Zagen's home. Brother Hai's clothes and pants were already on fire. He rolled on the spot a few times, stood up and shouted to Wang Zhaha, who was still desperately directing the firefighting: "Old Wang, your house is on fire!" Hurry home and put out the fire! ”

Wang Zagen shouted: "Without everyone, how can there be a small family? We must not allow wildfires to burn across the border and cause international repercussions! ”

Seeing that Wang Zhagen rushed into the sea of fire without looking back, and his figure disappeared into the thick smoke, Brother Hai was so angry that he stomped his feet and got into the mud and grass house of Wang Zhagen's house. The smoke in the room almost suffocated Brother Hai, and he followed the cries of Xiao Dongxing's siblings. The scene in front of him surprised him: he saw Wang Zhagen's wife protecting the Xiaodongxing brothers and sisters under her, she was covered in fire, and her body was pressed against the burning beams. Brother Hai ignored the smoke getting into his nostrils, held back a violent cough, and shouted in Yadan'er's ear: "Sister-in-law, you be strong, hold on, I'll save you!" ”

Saying that, Hai Ge disregarded the danger of being burned, and struggled to move the "crackling" beams of the house that were burned by the fire.

Yadan'er's nostrils were full of soot, and she struggled to open her godless eyes and murmured to Brother Hai, "The sea...... I don't...... I can't. Beg...... Get the two children out and let them ...... Let them recognize you as a father......"

The fire was extinguished three days later. On the cold night of the Great Northern Wilderness, the lives of Wang Zagen and his wife and eleven young people turned into wisps of green smoke. Fu Xiaofang, who was only sixteen years old, said the sentence "I want to join the group" became her last words on her deathbed. The scene of the Great Northern Wilderness, at that moment, became the eternal nightmare of the surviving intellectuals. Wang Zagen and 11 educated youths were posthumously recognized as "revolutionary martyrs", among which 16-year-old Fu Xiaofang was posthumously recognized as a member of the league. In addition to the sighs and sighs of the comrades-in-arms, there is also a couplet: "Only by sacrificing and ambition, dare to change the sun and the moon into a new sky." ”

"That's right! Wang Zagen said it well! Knowing that the fire burns people, he is biased towards the sea of fire! Who is a hero, who is a hero, look at it on the fire ground! Zhan Zhizhan couldn't help but secretly make up his mind. However, Zhan Zhizhan had already seen the evil ghost drought, and there was a chance that the fire in Zhengyang River was put by this evil ghost. At the very least, the evil ghost drought is also a ghost who helps the abuse. The people of Zhengyang River, including the "three-inch Dinggu bark", are mortals, even if the fire brigade comes, it will be difficult to fight against the evil ghosts. Zhan Zhizhan thought about it for a long time and didn't come up with any good way, so he could only take one step at a time, and first find a chance to get rid of the evil ghost drought. Maybe getting rid of the evil ghost drought, including the "three-inch Dinggu bark" and the classmates, the cost or sacrifice of fighting the fire can be smaller.

Zhan Zhizhan thought of this, and couldn't help but touch the "Xuanming Ghost Slashing Knife" on his waist. With this divine weapon of the underworld, he is not afraid of the ability of the evil ghost drought. In addition, the "Xuanming Ghost Slashing Knife" belongs to the treasure of the most yin, and it can't be prepared to save your life!

The truck was jolting so badly that the six students hurriedly huddled together like a flock of lambs, and all of them crouched down. Occasionally, the three girls would scream because of the strong bumps. The truck finally rushed less than a hundred meters from the fire, and the students even felt the burning pain in their faces as the raging fire burned.

"Three-inch Dinggu Bark" was the first to jump out of the car, changing his obscene expression in the past, as if he was directing his battleship to rush towards the enemy ship, and ordered very majestically and loudly: "All the students get off the car and follow me to fight the fire!" ”

In order to prevent accidents, the truck threw down the "three-inch Dinggu bark" and the students, and then drove to a safe place with full horsepower. "Three-inch Dinggu bark" shouted to the students at the top of his voice: "Students, follow the method I usually teach you to put out the fire!" Save people first and then grab things, don't separate, and ensure your own safety. Do you hear that? ”

The students agreed and rushed to the fire. The scene of the fire was very chaotic, some people cried for their fathers and mothers, looking for their sons and fathers; Some people kowtow and beg others to help them grab things; Some people carried buckets of water and tried to extinguish the raging fires. The raging flames, instigated by the demonic drought, brawn their teeth and claws unscrupulously, trying to cover all places under its wrath. The fire grew bigger and bigger, and one of the huts burned into a large fire. A lady rushed into the house crying. However, her clothes were also on fire, and she could not rush into the house.

After a few minutes, the fire grew bigger and bigger, and it also gave off the smell of burning. At this moment, Zhan Zhizhan faintly heard a cry for help coming from the burning house. Zhan Zhizhan was anxious, grabbed the aunt who was stopped by the neighbor and asked, "What's wrong with anyone in the house?" ”

"Yes! Yes! Yes! It's my son! I...... My son is still in the house! Avalokitesvara, great mercy, help your lives! The eldest lady stomped her feet and cried.

"Help! Help me! Uncle, please save me! Zhan Zhizhan looked up, and sure enough, there was a little boy with his head poked out of the window, shouting for help.

This life-saving small window is only about 30 centimeters long and wide, and it is 2 meters 45 meters above the ground. The little boy's head and hands were exposed, and he was still shouting, "Uncle save me!" I'm standing on the bed, it's already burning, and it's too late! Uncle, help! ”

Zhan Zhizhan ran over in a few steps, but stood under the window in a dilemma, worried that such a small window, if he forced people out, what if he got stuck? The little boy's eyes burst with hope, and he kept asking Zhan Zhizhan for help: "Uncle, the door has been blocked by fire, help me, it's all burning!" ”

"Brother, you stretch out your hand and hand it to me first!" Zhan Zhizhan's heart was crossed, he stood on tiptoe, stretched out his hand, and took the little boy's hand. As soon as Zhan Zhizhan's hand could hold the little boy's hand, he pulled it out.

Fortunately, this little boy is very thin, and after his head comes out, his upper body can be pulled out smoothly. Unexpectedly, when he pulled it to his waist, the little boy suddenly shouted out that it hurt, and it turned out that his buttocks were stuck. Zhan Zhizhan saw that the little boy's face and hands were black, and he didn't know whether it was injured or gray, so he was very anxious. At the critical moment, Ren Tianle ran over with a shout, got under Zhan Zhizhan's crotch, and carried him up. Zhan Zhizhan was in a hurry, he couldn't care so much, stretched out his hands and put them under the little boy's armpits, hugged them hard, kicked the wall with his feet, roared, and finally pulled him out with a miserable scream of "ah" from the little boy.

Zhan Zhizhan fell to the ground with Ren Tianle and the little boy. The little boy's legs, buttocks, and waist were burned, and his clothes were scraped by the windows, revealing his red, swollen and delicate flesh. The "New Zealand cow" rushed forward, picked up the little boy and asked, "Little brother, who else is in your house?" ”