After Being Reborn, I became a firefighter again?

Chapter 190: Chapter 142: He Wants to Kill Me!

3:46 AM.

Ye Jiahong led a few people to stay behind to protect their home, Cao Yi dispatched for duty.

"Car No.2 and Car No.3, turn on the alarms."

"Instructor Cao, in the middle of the night, do we still need to sound the alarm?"

"Nobody reported the fire, how are we supposed to wake people up and find someone to ask about the situation? Set the alarm to the loudest!"

"Understood, received!"

Initially, only Car 1 was using the alarm siren to clear the way, but when they neared the building, several cars sounded their alarms at once, causing chaos and a significant increase in noise.

The fire was burning a white building; the first floor had a roller shutter door with a sign indicating it was a restaurant, at least fourteen or fifteen hundred square meters in size.

Every window on the first and second floors was ablaze, and a large amount of black smoke was billowing out.

But the burning area wasn’t as big as they had imagined.

The main fire was on the second floor, which was more intense. The initial point of ignition must have also been on the second floor; the first floor caught fire due to the spread.

Fortunately, the third floor had a terrace on the outside. Supposedly there were several private rooms inside, and due to the presence of an outer balcony, the fire hadn’t spread upward from outside; only smoke was seen rising.

As everyone got out of their cars, finally someone was awakened from the commotion and came out from the street across, seeing no traffic he quickly ran towards them while making a phone call.

Cao Yi quickly turned his head, shouting at the man:

"Do you know the owner of this store?"

The man, focused on the phone conversation, noticed Cao Yi calling him and gestured with his hand.

When he got closer, the call seemed to go through, and the man yelled, "Damn it! Brother Liu, the store’s on fire!"

Realizing that he was calling the owner, Cao Yi immediately pointed at his phone, signaling him to put it on speaker.

The man, somewhat panicked, complied and turned on the speaker. The voice on the other side was cursing:

"...Were you going to tell me or what? Calling in the middle of the night just to babble nonsense like some death news! I’m playing mahjong! It’s bad luck, man! You dunce! If there’s a fire, just douse it with water! Where exactly is it burning?"

While he was talking, there was a dull "thud" on the second floor, a brief flare-up, and suddenly a fireball burst through a window, bringing down some shattered glass with it. The fire surged outward, setting the hanging sign on the exterior wall ablaze as well.

The new recruits, already standing far back, quickly retreated a bit further after seeing this.

But Fang Huai didn’t move; he just looked up for a second.

It must have been something large, like a battery near the window, that exploded.

Without an order, everyone could only unload equipment from the cars and watch Cao Yi.

Because of the previous big fire at the wood factory, Cao Yi was determined to ask for details before fighting the fire.

At that moment, the man scratched his sparsely covered head and said frantically into the phone, "Wait, the firefighting team will talk to you!"

Cao Yi immediately took the phone, exaggerating a bit:

"Hello! Your first and second floors are already severely burning; if it continues like this, the whole building will be inaccessible and might have to be demolished and rebuilt! freewebnøvel.com

I suggest you stop playing mahjong and come over here right away; we have questions for you!"

"Ah??" The person on the other side was heard fumbling with chairs:

"I’m on my way! Right now!"

Cao Yi, seeing the fire escalating step by step, was too impatient for more discussion, so he hung up and asked the man, "Is there anyone inside?"

The man immediately shook his head: "No! Usually, it’s just me sleeping inside at night!"

"Any liquefied gas cylinders? Where are they stored?"

"Yes! In the kitchen!"

"Anywhere else?"

"No... none!"

Cao Yi, noticing the man’s tone wasn’t confident, sharply pressed: "Are you sure! Do you have them or not?"

"There... there is one, it’s empty and stowed in the back storage room on the second floor!"

"You’re sure it’s empty? If it explodes, it will definitely damage the structure of your building! Looking at the current situation, it’s just a fire; you could renovate later! If it goes off, the whole building will genuinely be unusable!"

"It seems, it was not usable anymore, so we put it there! I’m not entirely certain!"

"Does the storage room have a window?"

"No, it’s easy to find! Just go straight into the second floor; at the very end, you’ll see it."

The man seemed to think that Cao Yi was asking this to plan a window entry.

Cao Yi cursed under his breath.

Liquefied gas cylinders stored in a sealed space? This is a ticking bomb!

With such high temperatures, if there’s any leakage, liquefied gas would fill the enclosed room. Opening the door could immediately trigger an explosion!

"Where are the other liquefied gas cylinders? Point them out to me!"

The man quickly tiptoed to peek through a side window but couldn’t see clearly. He then pulled out a bunch of keys and stepped forward, intending to open one of the roller shutter doors.

Fang Huai stepped forward and grabbed him: "Give me the keys!"

As he said this, he snatched the keys from the man’s hand, looked carefully to ensure nothing could fall from above, then went forward to open the door.

Cao Yi didn’t stop him; in his eyes, Fang Huai was bound to bear the brunt one day, no need for excessive precautions.

But he reminded him, "Be careful when you open the door!"

Fang Huai nodded, touched the roller shutter door, the fireproof gloves insulating him from the temperature.

Quickly inserting the key, he turned it.

After pulling it up about a foot, Fang Huai quickly turned and shielded his face.

If there were high-temperature flames inside, they might surge out upon meeting oxygen.

Fortunately, it was just smoke, not too dense, with no visible flames.

It meant the fire on the first floor was under control.

Fang Huai abruptly pulled up the roller shutter door, feeling his eyes stinging a bit, and quickly ran to the side.

Turning back, he saw, damn it, a Russian doll situation; there was another glass door inside.

The smoke inside the door was thick.

Quickly matching the keys in his hand, he also opened the glass door.

The situation inside became immediately clear.