NOVEL After Being Reborn, I became a firefighter again? Chapter 614 - 448 Battlefield Anesthesia

After Being Reborn, I became a firefighter again?

Chapter 614 - 448 Battlefield Anesthesia
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Chapter 614: Chapter 448 Battlefield Anesthesia

The entrance to the tunnel was buzzing with activity.

"Stop! Stop!"

"No, Xiao Haishan! Move the traffic cones beyond the curve! Pull them from the slow lane to the fast lane slowly!"

"Oh, right!"

"Run, hurry up!"

Initially, the fast lane was still passable, and some daring drivers could drive past the overturned tanker, which was why, when Fang Huai arrived, a traffic jam had not yet formed.

But now the road was blocked, and as time had reached ten o’clock, traffic began to increase. Soon, the vehicles in front of the tunnel were packed closely together.

Everyone finally realized that even traffic control was a skillful task when facing these oncoming vehicles.

Fortunately, the traffic cones had gradually occupied the entire bend, with someone waving every hundred meters, allowing the drivers coming from behind ample time to react, knowing there was an accident ahead and to slow down gradually.

Moreover, Fang Huai chose this location because it allowed a large margin of error, with a several-hundred-meter-long tunnel ahead providing space for vehicles to clear, leaving room for the oncoming command cars and the Pingba Squadron to enter the scene.

It also held off until two Highway Police officers arrived.

It was only after asking a couple of questions that they learned Anshun didn’t have a Highway Police unit at all.

Highway Police, too, operated in a vertical management structure, although it was a provincial vertical management, with each province having different management models and local governmental levels.

In Guizhou, under the provincial traffic police corps, there was a highway management detachment that divided the province’s roads into many sections, establishing big teams and squadrons accordingly.

This morning, their squadron was dealing with two other police incidents simultaneously, leaving them short on manpower. They had to call people from teams out on dispatch. The squadron that arrived had originally been enforcing the law 20 kilometers down the highway, and as the highway there was so narrow and without an emergency lane that would allow them to safely travel the wrong way, they had to turn their vehicles around twice and drove seventy kilometers to get here.

However, the Highway Police were much more familiar with the road conditions of this route and decisively decided to let another Highway Police squadron take over. They started closing the road from the last exit, allowing more vehicles to exit at the last ramp and take the county road as a detour.

Meanwhile, they began controlling traffic in the opposing lanes.

But this highway was an important transport corridor from Guiyang to Anshun, and it was best if the rescue could be completed within four hours.

Fang Huai immediately agreed and asked them to urgently arrange for cranes to head to the scene and assist in clearing the traffic.

In fact, he hadn’t even given himself that much time. The anxious voice of Cao Yi over the two-way radio and the crowd gradually retreating behind the tunnel were indications of the intensity of the situation at the scene. fгeewebnovёl.com

The tanker was leaking.

Initially, it was a small hole spraying a leak. During the sealing process, when a sealing wedge was used, an already loose piece of metal was pressed and completely collapsed, not only not sealing the leak but now creating a rather large hole, gushing out fluid.

By the time Fang Huai rushed through the tunnel and arrived at the scene, the situation was extremely tense.

"Quick! Connect it! Take down all the containers from the truck and scoop out the oil!"

"Zhao Jinchen, inflate the kayak a bit more!"

On the highway at that moment, several fire trucks were parked in the fast lane.

Those of the Second Squadron, Pingba’s, and a few from hospitals, with two female nurses wearing bandages on their heads as if they had been injured in the recent rear-end collision.

But they were also working.

Some were rescuing people in the vehicles behind, while others were hurriedly dealing with the diesel tanker, which could claim the lives of everyone nearby at any moment.

All the people were busy within the few dozen meters between the first and second scenes, with not many people near the tanker.

The scene was horrifying.

The third scene involved a minor accident, with ambulances and an uncle’s car, not resulting in significant casualties.

The second scene was currently a seven-vehicle pile-up, and in reality, two more vehicles had crashed into the roadside guardrails, a dreadful situation.

Because a bus rammed into the rear, the pressure on the few vehicles in front was immense, not only severely deforming them but also dislocating them, squeezing together as if in a meeting.

Inside, people were trapped, including one whose body was severed. The soldiers were trying to find a way to dismantle the wreckage and rescue the people.

Two body bags had already been laid out on the side of the road, with all the people having climbed down beside the highway fence and taken refuge in a few houses about thirty or forty meters down the slope, with two children crying loudly.

The ground was covered in blood and water.

Groans.

The heavy, rustlike smell of blood was comparable to the scene of the Sichuan earthquake.

As Fang Huai passed by, he glanced at a long trail of dragged blood on the ground, which extended dozens of meters toward the rear of the tanker.

It must have been someone killed by a vehicle who then risked escaping past the tanker.

The most terrifying was the first scene at the overturned tanker.

Old Cao had someone bring out the kayak to catch the leaking oil below, and Pingba Squadron was also inflating their kayak, preparing for the next shift.

Below the highway was a slope, and the further the oil spread down from the road, the higher the chances of ignition. There were residential areas below, and one stray spark could lead to a massive explosion with a death radius of several dozen meters and a fire spreading down the slope.

Ye Jiahong was also shouting nearby, "Unrelated people, go back and help! Don’t get close!"

When Fang Huai saw the Number 1 vehicle ready to fire foam to cover the area, he found his firefighting combat suit in the truck and started to put it on while shouting instructions toward that side:

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