Free Web NovelChapter 191: Chapter 142: He Wants To Kill Me! _2
It’s no wonder there was an open flame, yet the hall wasn’t much burned.
The hall was relatively empty, and the checkout counter was made of stone; there was hardly anything flammable there.
The man immediately pointed in one direction, "The kitchen is over there!"
The direction he pointed to had already been on fire.
Cao Yi quickly arranged the tasks, "Firefighting Squad One, main attack on the first floor! Second Squad, cool down the outer walls! Special Duty Squad, in charge of interior assault!"
"Instructor, I’ll go to the kitchen!" Fang Huai volunteered.
Cao Yi thought for a moment, "Little Black, Huang Yong, take Fang Huai with you! Huai, don’t take action yet, watch how the squad leaders do it!
Rescue Team, pry off that advertisement board on the second floor to prevent it from collapsing! Firefighting Squad enters first to check the burning situation!
Wait for my notification to cut the power before you start spraying water!"
"Yes!" Everyone responded in unison.
Cao Yi turned and pointed to the man beside him, "You, do you know where the building’s main electrical switch is?"
The man immediately replied, "The switch is outside, I’ll show you!"
"Let’s go!"
Everyone also quickly got moving. Hoses were swiftly laid out, and Zhao Jinchen from Firefighting Squad One took a crowbar and entered the fire scene.
At this moment, several private rooms on the second floor next to the first floor were burning and emitting yellow smoke as they did so.
It was probably the light fixtures burning.
While waiting for Firefighting Squad One, Fang Huai observed the situation and pondered how to minimize the losses to the restaurant.
The second floor was likely beyond saving.
The first floor had already been on fire; the situation on the third floor was unknown.
Fang Huai quickly formulated a plan in his mind: salvage the liquefied gas canisters, then stabilize the situation on the third floor to prevent the fire from spreading upward.
His squad didn’t carry a water gun.
But that didn’t mean they couldn’t put out the fire.
Fang Huai turned to retrieve three fire extinguishers from the truck and handed one to Little Black and Huang Yong.
Little Black, watching Zhao Jinchen inside carrying out the interior assault, noticed Fang Huai tap him and hand him a fire extinguisher; he smiled, accepted it, and placed it on the ground:
"No rush! Let’s assess the situation first! Dry powder might not be effective! This thing is expensive!"
Cao Yi came out of a small iron gate not far from the building, "The main electrical switch is off! Start spraying water!"
Inside, the hall’s Firefighting Squad yelled, "We can start spraying water!"
The fire truck began to roar.
"Clang!"
The large signboard on the second floor was hooked and pulled down by the Special Duty Squad using long hooks.
Inside, the water gun hissed as it expelled air, then water sprayed out with a swoosh.
Zhao Jinchen shouted inside, "The kitchen is here! Come over!"
Headlights turned on inside, a group carrying a water gun rushed forward, and the three from the Special Duty Squad donned face masks and connected their breathing apparatuses.
Fang Huai’s world began to quiet down as the surrounding sounds were partially blocked by his own breathing.
Huang Yong gestured with his hand and walked forward; Fang Huai, carrying two fire extinguishers, followed.
Upon entering the hall, visibility dropped, and the temperature started to rise.
Following the sound, they passed through the hall and into the corridor inside, where visible flames flickered uncertainly under the shroud of black smoke.
The kitchen was all the way in the back, with its doorway already ablaze; Huang Yong and Little Black could only wait at the entrance.
Yet Fang Huai patted the two men, "Let’s go!"
The fire extinguishers came in handy; the water gun couldn’t control the widespread fire immediately, but with a burst from the extinguisher, Fang Huai managed to stifle the flames bursting from the room, carving out a pathway.
Fire extinguishers weren’t very effective against larger fires but could prevent flames from reaching the body, and in the face of fierce flames, they could also provide some resistance.
Fang Huai raised his hand, "Let’s go, we can only hold this for a little while!"
After speaking, he left one fire extinguisher on the ground and carried the other, heading straight into the scorching temperatures.
The two men behind him were a bit stunned.
Using a fire extinguisher for cover inside a fire scene, this kid was ruthless!
How high could the temperature in that corridor be? The steam generated by the water gun’s firefighting was about sixty or seventy degrees!
The two could only carry the fire extinguisher and rush in after him; Firefighting Squad One’s water gun also quickly switched to spray mode, cooling them down.
Fang Huai’s mask became foggy from the steam, blurring his vision again, but he had no time to deal with it as he stepped into the kitchen around the corner and sprayed fiercely with the extinguisher.
After putting out the flames at the doorway, he didn’t let go of the extinguisher’s valve and charged into the room with the dry powder spraying out.
The kitchen space was relatively large and the heat dispersed quicker, not affected by the corridor’s blaze, but the temperature was high and thick smoke made everything pitch black.
Actually, wearing a firefighting combat suit and connected to a breathing apparatus, he could withstand the temperature, but the fatigue, lack of visibility, and fear of bumping into things were concerns.
As Fang Huai’s family owned a restaurant, he was quite familiar with kitchen equipment. Using the large prep table for support and relying on limited visibility, he quickly found his way to the stove.
The gas cylinders were below.
"The gas cylinders are here!" Fang Huai shouted, raising his hand.
Clattering sounds filled the room; the two were not as agile as Fang Huai, knocking over objects before making their way over.
They also kicked over some cylinders that Fang Huai hadn’t noticed. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com
No matter how upscale the restaurant, in those days, there was no natural gas in the south, but the several spare gas cylinders stacked in the corner reflected the restaurant’s excellent business and the owner’s preparedness.
The two lifted the canisters and shouted, "We found them! Can you dismantle the cylinders on the stove?"
Fang Huai felt the sound was a bit muffled but picked up the two-way radio and replied, "Yes, yes, yes! How many do you have over there?"
A voice from the radio answered, "Five!"
"Hurry up and move them, take them all at once, don’t come back in! I have two here, I’ll come out after detaching them!"
After speaking, Fang Huai heard Cao Yi’s voice through the radio, "Get out quick, they’re about to spray water on the second floor! First floor, open up the water gun to spray, watch for the fire spreading downward!"
The two didn’t dawdle, struggling with five canisters and a fire extinguisher, they ran outside.
Carrying such heavy objects, they still remembered that the fire extinguisher was expensive, insisting on taking it with them.
Good household managers.
Fang Huai hurriedly tightened the two gas cylinders connected to the stove, took about 20 seconds to secure the hoses, and swiftly followed with the canisters in tow.
"Cover with the water gun, cover!" Fang Huai shouted as he emerged from the kitchen.
Water gun operator Zhang Yang lived up to expectations, spotting Fang Huai coming out, he drenched him with a blast of water.
After the dousing, he adjusted to a wider spray and then cooled down the cylinders Fang Huai was carrying with a quick rinse.
Fortunately, the water gun hadn’t been on full power, so the pressure wasn’t too high.
There seemed to be an element of retaliation in that.
As he passed by, Fang Huai heard him laughing.
When Huang Yong and Little Black came out earlier, Zhao Jinchen had already learned of the situation inside; now, with a two-way radio, he notified the outside:
"Instructor, the last two gas canisters are out!"
Fang Huai, carrying the two canisters, shouted as he exited the entrance: freёweɓnovel.com
"Instructor! Squad leader Zhang Yang is trying to kill me! He sprayed me with the water gun in the fire scene!"
No one had the time to deal with Fang Huai’s antics, and despite his yelling, nobody paid him any attention.
Everyone’s expressions were serious as they looked at the second floor; meanwhile, the anxious man from the restaurant next to them spoke up:
"Brother, why are you only hitting the wall? Put out the fire!"
Cao Yi appeared a bit impatient and pushed him:
"Get out! Go beyond the cordon!"
