Forest fires are becoming increasingly out of control.
There is absolutely no pattern to the burning point of a fire.
One piece here, one piece there, and several more dozens of meters away.
"Wow!"
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
There was a strong wind, the fire was fierce, and everyone was even more panicked.
"Captain, release the water!"
The fire truck that arrived first finally carried the hose closest to the fire.
The rugged mountain road was inaccessible to vehicles, so firefighters had to carry hoses up the steep slopes.
To be honest, the climb took a full ten minutes. If the fire was put out on flat ground in the city, several tons of water would have been sprayed out.
One hose sprays out three to five tons of water in ten minutes, and there are three to five hoses.
More than ten or twenty tons of water were sprayed out, and it was only at this moment that the first hose was released.
You can imagine how much more difficult it is to put out fires.
"good!"
"Brothers, hurry up!"
"quick!"
"Captain, release hose No. 2!"
"Hose No. 3, release the water!"
"Hose No. 4, release the water!"
The firefighters who rushed forward shouted to the fire chief to open the gate and release water.
"Bah!"
"Bah!"
The high-pressure water gun sprays water, like a goddess scattering flowers on the flames below.
Two completely opposite energies collided together, one cold and one hot, making a squeaking sound.
At first, the high temperature of the fire evaporated the water, as if it was defending its sovereignty and territory.
This is my territory, no one can come here.
But high-pressure water spray doesn't seem to be afraid of fire.
It presses forward bravely despite the heat and fire, just like thousands of charging soldiers, knowing that they will die in battle but still fearless.
"Bah!"
"Bah!"
The battle between water and fire becomes white-hot, and the white smoke produced mixes into the black smoke of the flame and disappears.
As more and more "soldiers" charged, the flames slowly showed signs of fatigue.
Although the flames counterattacked several times in the middle, they still couldn't compete with the Splash Warrior.
Soon the arrogance and arrogance gradually faded away.
Until the brave water spray suppressed the flames and washed large areas on the ground to prevent the burning point from catching fire again.
The seemingly simple confrontation between water and fire has also caused firefighters to suffer a lot.
Because the mountain forest ground is uneven, it is quite difficult to move forward.
The most important point is that the amount of water in the fire truck is far from enough. It took several trucks of water to extinguish more than a dozen square meters in front of us.
The fire scene covers tens of thousands of square meters and continues to expand.
Insufficient water sources are a huge challenge. The water supply in mountainous areas is far less than that in cities, and there are few local pools.
The fire chief kept an eye on the scene and the amount of water in the fire truck. He saw that the amount of water had bottomed out and only a few square meters had been destroyed.
water?
He needs water.
"Folks, wherever there are ponds and reservoirs, a large amount of water needs to be supplied. The more, the better."
"Who will take us to find it?"
"I!"
"I'll take you there!"
The village chief rushed out and shouted, "There is a pond behind my house. It doesn't have much water, but it's the closest to here."
"Okay! Take me there!"
"Where else?"
the fire chief asked again.
"I know that there are two mountain spring wells and a pool at the foot of the mountain..."
"Is it okay if my house has a well?"
"I have it at home too."
"Okay, okay, could you please pump out the water and collect it together, and then transport it through our machine."
"Xiao Jia, Ding Heming, please lay water pumps and water belts to ensure a constant water supply."
"Old Song, follow me to the nearest pool."
"Let the brothers who are coming prepare enough water hoses, hurry up!"
"yes!"
The fire chief explained as he ran down the mountain.
"Buzz!"
"Buzz!"
Not far away, the roar of a motorcycle came.
"Brothers, hurry up! The fire is too big, we must stop it!"
"quick!"
"Know!"
"Buzz!"
The sound of the engine increased again, and the villagers looked around, thinking that the second batch of firefighters had arrived.
Looking back, what appeared in front of me was a young man riding a motorcycle.
"Well?"
"Ha Mazi, what are you doing here!"
"Go back quickly, it's very dangerous here!"
The village chief recognized the young man who led him and sounded a question, but there was concern in his tone.
"Village chief, let's help."
Hamazi touched the corners of his mouth, his childish eyes showing determination.
"Gouzi, little tiger, what are you doing here?"
The village chief saw the people behind him clearly and asked them.
"We're here to help!"
"Village Chief, this is our home. We cannot let the fire destroy our home."
"Yes, one more person means more strength. The village chief lets us go."
The village chief looked at the children and suddenly felt inexplicably moved.
On weekdays, I see them not doing anything serious.
But at this moment, their words and deeds reveal the courage and determination to save their homeland.