The riverside plaza in the sunset.

All the surrounding landscapes, architecture, and details are reminiscent of 2008 and will be frozen in 2008.

Old-fashioned neon buildings, barbecues looming over the ruins along the streets, and hair salons are just as you can imagine a week ago, this place should have been a lively place at night.

Along the road, there are huge billboards hanging on the broken floors.

There are 88 days left until the opening of the BJ Olympics.

There is a pink plastic hair band on the ground that no one picked up, and there is a recently popular beautiful sheep on it, and the hair band is slightly curled, I don't know if it represents the death of a girl's life.

With the addition of 800 fighters, the government's work has begun to bear fruit, and at the moment there are several distribution points in the square, where the fighters are distributing bread, bottled water, biscuits, and instant noodles.

Moreover, the material rations brought by the demolition commando team with the army also enriched the materials distributed this afternoon.

In the past few days, most of the materials were transported from a supermarket that had not collapsed in the epicenter, and two days before the earthquake, the supermarket's shelves and stored materials saved lives.

In addition, some follow-up rescued from the rubble, after the government planned, limited distribution, has persisted to this day.

Of course, there are also airdrops in between.

Without prior notice, the flickering fog in the sky is a signal dropped by the air.

At noon today, the transport plane of the Chengdu Military Region airdropped 18 boxes of supplies, but only 13 boxes were picked up, and some of them drifted to the mountains and valleys, and they did not know where to go at all.

In the middle of the rush to repair the road, in the short passage time before it collapsed, some were brought in, and some were brought by various troops.

The problem of feeding the common people has been solved in a limited way through various channels.

But the "rice" of the fighters is really a bit miserable.

The soldiers of the 13th Army each had a ham sausage and a bottle of water, and some of the other troops did not have ham sausages, but they were given a small bread, and some were crispy noodles.

Food calories are about the same.

Here, the precise division of calories contained in these convenience foods is not for weight loss, but for everyone to live well.

Fang Huai and the others received some simple food, and then began to look for their comrades and inquire about the situation.

The fire fighters are still relatively easy to find, just a few batches, all gathered together, and used this short and limited time to hold an "on-site meeting".

In the genuine large-scale rescue site meeting, everyone is listening carefully to the rescue experience shared by others, because it will be useful after a while.

Here, no matter whether it is a veteran or a new recruit, as long as they come, everyone is a tough group and must have their own place to use.

Disasters can really hone the troops and hone a group of strong-willed veterans.

For firefighting, the significance is even greater.

Most of the people in the fire department were listening to Captain Hu's "lecture", after all, such a big name is a rare opportunity.

"In a huge earthquake like this, the original triangle and safety corner thinking must be abandoned, and there are too many and too many factors that can destroy the so-called safety triangle.

Also, in the process of lifting, we must avoid the problem of unclear lifting signals and collisions with lifting objects, this afternoon, we were in the rescue process of the kindergarten..."

Captain Hu is actually throwing bricks and bricks, asking everyone to talk about the losses they have suffered in the rescue process.

In the past few days, in this county alone, there have been more than 1,000 rescue cases, and everyone is more or less a relatively professional fire brigade, and there are some rescue failures, or even rescue mistakes.

A mistake can be an injury, or even a life.

Some mistakes can actually be avoided, and those who make mistakes are a little ashamed to speak up, and even cause death, and when they mention it, they are a little afraid and feel that they have killed someone.

Some soldiers did not dare to save people alone, and there was a large part of this reason, so in the early stage of the rescue, many places were a large number of people crowded together, and the seriously wounded were really dug out.

Everyone understands the truth, if you don't save him, you will definitely die, but who wants him to die in their own hands?

What if someone else could have been better rescued?

In an actual rescue situation, there are five, six, seven or eight kinds of lethal conditions at the scene, such as suffocation, penetrating injury, large blood loss, violent collision, secondary collapse, alternate burial pressure of heavy objects, pulling up one, falling down another, and lifting objects suddenly falling...... Too much, too much, no matter how much you move, it's deadly.

Situations that make people powerless don't need to be too complicated.

From 8 o'clock in the morning of the 13th, a student was crushed under the heaviest beam in the middle school, and two cranes were lifted one after another, but they could not be lifted, and one crane almost had an accident.

After several hours of continuous rescue, and found that the rescuers could not deal with it, the students were in good condition, and they also knew that the time of the rescuers was precious, and they could escape by amputation at their own request.

However, only the heart is exposed, and the other parts are all pressed down, and the conditions for amputation are not available at all, and the doctor does not have the necessary drugs and equipment, so he cannot operate.

Later, more than 30 people surrounded the student, including the child's mother, but everyone watched the student go from being in high spirits, to being unable to speak, to dying.

At 7 p.m., doctors diagnosed that the boy had lost his vital signs and the rescue was abandoned.

His mother sat there, throwing away the umbrella that had sheltered him from the wind and rain, and then from the sun when it was sunny.

She didn't cry, she just sat there and looked at her son.

The others couldn't stand it and cried.

At the beginning, there was water, food, the ability to speak and communicate, good vital signs, and the belief in escape, so it can be said that I had all the conditions for escape, but I couldn't survive.

Not to mention the parents, what kind of impact does this have on the mentality of the fighters around them who actively participate in the rescue?

The actual rescue went beyond all programs.

It is nonsense to communicate with the trapped people in a timely manner, appease the mentality of the trapped people, and strengthen the will to survive.

Here, people don't even want to talk to people who don't have a high chance of surviving, they just silently rescue.

I'm afraid that he is dead, before he died, he had spoken to himself a lot, he was very sensible, and even if he was trapped in it, he could comfort them in turn, don't panic, take your time.

Those people, once they die, can really hook people's souls, and for days or even years, they can dream of him talking to themselves.

Fang Huai listened to everyone talk about the lessons of failure on the side, and fell into some memories.

Of course, there is good news in it.

This afternoon, when their Guiyang special service went out to search and rescue, two groups did not come back for dinner.

If you don't come back to eat, it means that you have found a living person.

Captain Hu led the team to the kindergarten and rescued people.

More than 40 people used jacks and jacks to get up a huge cement pillar that the crane had not lifted, and a 50-centimeter-wide gap was propped up, and the two soldiers quickly crawled in, and swept out more than a dozen children from the buried space, even with stones.

There were four alive inside.

Now all the soldiers have carried them out of the Nanshan Pass, which is crisscrossed by huge boulders, to find the engineering troops who are building roads outside, and ask them to send a car to the city to rescue them.

This news has undoubtedly brought everyone a huge excitement, and they have begun to divide labor to try to concentrate on conquering some buried areas that have been helpless.

At half past six o'clock, after the end of the break, the headquarters distributed the concentrated flashlights to the fire brigade and the earthquake rescue team, and at night when the generators still did not come in, the troops without flashlights were given tents outside the city to rest at 8 o'clock to prevent aftershocks and avoid landslides without visual conditions.

Here, however, surrounded by mountains on three sides, the power of aftershocks has almost doubled, and several large aftershocks have more or less injured or even killed.

Of course, there is a flashlight, the pressure is actually quite large, really looking for people, and most of the conditions are complicated, and they dare to start until the morning, and the search and rescue at night is extremely inefficient, just a "try your best".

……

In the dark night, the cicadas chirped when they came, then weakened, and they had been calling for a while, but now it was too late and had stopped completely.

"Dada-da-da..."

"Tong, Tong."

When the surroundings fell silent, the sound of machines rushing to repair the roads outside the city became more and more obvious.

"Anyone?"

"Anyone?"

Fang Huai took advantage of this quietness and led his group of people to clean up the vegetable field and shout, and worked until 11 o'clock.

Yang Xianming, the little boy who followed them, also tirelessly called his parents on the ruins.

shouted to the back, shouted angrily, and began to shout the daimyo:

"Yang Bin! Wu Mingjun! ”

Later, he was even more angry, and directly shouted the nickname:

"Yang Mazi!"

The more he shouted, the more energetic he looked, Fang Huai almost felt that in him, he saw himself when he was a child.

At that time, my parents were occasionally busy making a living, and I didn't have time to control myself, so I became more and more bold, but this is a much sader story, because he was not only uncontrolled, but also had no parents.

Quiet, in fact, is also a good time for search and rescue.

"Help..."

A female voice, and very faint.

Almost all of those present heard it, looking everywhere for the direction of the voice.

"It's like... Below me. Zhang Yang was a little uncertain.

With that, he quickly retreated.

Fang Huai's flashlight shone over and found that there was a crack in the two beams under the pile of turns.

Fang Huai and Hu Hongzhi all went to the vicinity to observe.

"Possibly! Only here is a place to breathe! Even if it wasn't, it should be in the space below, where the sound came from. ”

"Dig dig dig! Chen Wu, go out and find someone, borrow me two flashlights! ”

Fang Huai immediately gave an order to a PLA soldier whose name was known.

A non-commissioned officer of the first phase was immediately stunned, pointed at himself, and said, "Me? ”

As he spoke, he looked around the dark ground and swallowed his saliva.

"What's the matter, afraid of ghosts?"

"Chen Wu, don't be cowardly, give Lao Tzu a fight!"

To be honest, this environment is full of yin winds, and the ghost movies I watched when I was a child can't stop rushing into my head.

"I... I'm afraid of hair! Chen Wu stiffened again, and then pointed to a senior soldier, and said "inadvertently":

"Zhou Shiqiang, follow me!"

The senior soldier who was ordered stood up and said with a speechless expression: "Squad leader, why do you think of me whenever there is something good?" ”

Chen Wu said confidently: "In your first year, your socks are all rotten, who gave them to you?" Who gave you the first cigarette to smoke? Remember how good I was to you? ”

The superior soldier stood up and walked out with a curse.

"Smoke a cigarette from you, I'll have to pay for your life sooner or later!"

(End of chapter)