Half an hour later, the car stopped under the bridge and couldn't get up.

One side of the bridge was clogged with various rescue vehicles.

Feng Yin pushed the car door, got out of the car and ran.

Lin Yu and Li Sanyi followed closely behind, but they couldn't keep up with the wind after a while.

Under the camera, I only saw a figure wearing white short sleeves, running through the gap between the cars, without slowing down, encountering obstacles, jumping easily, and people passed.

Soon, Feng Yin ran to the position of the cordon, but fortunately, her face was really famous.

"The wind is coming!"

With a shout, the police lifted the cordon around it, and the wind groaned calmly and followed to the temporary command center.

Officer Wang was also at the scene, and when he saw Feng Yin coming, he immediately beckoned.

"Wind Groan, how many meters can you dive?"

"How many meters do you need?"

What a big breath!

"About one hundred and thirty meters."

"Yes."

Officer Wang vouched that Feng Yin's record of fishing corpses out of cement and concrete allowed her to successfully change into equipment and prepare to go into the water.

At this time, the river was calm as usual, and if it weren't for the presence of rescue teams on the shore, no one would have known that there was a bus carrying passengers below.

The rescue team has gone down to many people, but saving people underwater is never so simple.

Walking on land and walking underwater are two different concepts.

The resistance is multiplied!

After changing his equipment, Feng Yin gave a thumbs up to the shore and turned over and entered the water.

"Be careful!"

Li Sanyi was careful, and he didn't know if Feng Yin heard it.

The wind moans underwater, diving diagonally, following the direction of the current, and even having the energy to calculate the speed of the current, and the direction in which the bus is washed away.

According to speculation, there are forty to fifty people on the bus, and the BRT car is a bit large, expected to be about sixteen tons, and the average person counts one hundred to one hundred and forty pounds.

In extreme environments, Wind Groan is super calm.

Swimming along the current, there are shadows struggling in the cloudy and blurred vision.

Person!

In the summer, when the bus has its windows open, someone is bound to get out.

Wind groaned with force on his feet, swam over quickly, and wrapped his arms around his neck from behind the figure.

The figure struggled violently, and grabbed the tube of the oxygen mask of the wind moaning, and with a little force, the tube was about to fall.

But the explosive power of people when they are dying and struggling to survive is immeasurable.

Feng Yin's fingers bent into an arc, and the bone knuckles pressed heavily on the man's neck, and after she inhaled the oxygen hard, she took off the oxygen mask and put it on the man.

Grunting bubbles spat out of the wind's mouth, kicking hard under their feet, swimming upstream.

With the weight of a person, in the flowing river water, without the support of oxygen bottles, upward.

Hard.

Feng Yin has only one thought in his heart: This is up, and he wants a good citizen award for righteousness and bravery! There must be a bonus!

Halfway through the swim, Feng Yin took the oxygen mask, took another breath of oxygen, and continued upward.

In Fengyin's opinion, in just a few minutes, in the vague consciousness of the rescued person, he felt that he had seen heaven.

There was a light - he was going to die.

"Boom la la ——-"

"Huhu——- suffocating the old lady!"

The wind is groaning.

"The boss is there!"

Zhang Boer, who was holding a telescope, spotted Feng Yin for the first time, and the lifeboat on the river immediately drove over, pulling the man and Feng Yin onto the boat.

The man opened his eyes in a daze.

"There are firefighters in heaven, too."

(End of chapter)