Bai Song could already see the lights of the fire truck.

Not long after, Bai Song smelled a very unpleasant odor, which was the smell of benzene compounds.

Generally speaking, everyone would want to leave when faced with this situation. Bai Song did not think at all and continued to move forward.

There was still fire in the distance and thick smoke filled the entire sky.

Countless vehicles were evacuating in an orderly manner, and very few vehicles were heading east. Bai Song followed a fire truck and quickly entered it.

"Hello, you can't enter here. There is a fire inside. You need to evacuate. Please turn around and evacuate in an orderly manner."

In a short period of time, the Xingang Public Security Bureau has begun traffic control.

Five or six police officers were standing guard here, wearing simple masks that could only block a little smoke and dust, but were useless against toxic gases.

"I'm from the Municipal Bureau!" Bai Song shouted.

"Inspector Bai!" Someone recognized Bai Song and saluted. "Please come in. Turn right in front of the command center!"

Bai Song drove forward without saying a word.

Entering the area with him were a row of fire trucks.

The temporary command center was just a few tents. Bai Song's car could no longer move forward when it reached here. He could already see some black debris falling nearby, and some people were even putting out fires around.

Looking forward from here, it is purgatory on earth. Bai Song looked at the dark earth and the buildings that were torn apart by huge force and were still crumbling. Even though he had made sufficient mental preparations, he was still extremely sad.

Bai Song, who always prides himself on being brave, now wants to leave here.

One fire truck after another tore through the fog, driving forward without hesitation, and were soon swallowed up by the thick smoke.

What kind of scenario is this?

It is difficult to describe Bai Song in words. If there is a word called "a drop in the bucket", then there are some people who are willing to be this bucket of water.

The retrograde.

…

When we entered the temporary command center, there were not many police officers here, about a dozen or so, and two firefighters, who were coordinating and directing the troops, their voices sounded exhausted.

"Director Wang, what's the situation at the scene?" Bai Song saw someone he knew, a deputy director here, also named Wang.

"Bai... On the scene..." Before Director Wang could say a few words, the phone rang.

Not only him, everyone at the scene had their phones busy.

Countless people want to know what is going on inside, but even this front-line command center still doesn't know.

"Comrades," a man with a dark gray face suddenly entered the room: "The command center needs to retreat, it's not safe here!"

"The situation on the scene still hasn't improved at all?" Director Wang asked after hanging up the phone.

"No, we don't know what's going on right now, and we can't get in at all!" The dark-faced man burst into tears: "It's gone, all gone! The squadrons inside, the police station..."

Everyone's expression changed. Director Wang asked, "What's going on?"

"I don't know! We can't let our comrades go on..." The man shouted and fell forward.

It was the first time that Bai Song saw someone fall down with such full energy. In the moment when no one else could react, he took a step forward and hugged the person.

hot!

The man was wearing an arsonist suit, but it had been damaged by the sudden high temperature, and his body was covered in black ash. The moment Bai Song hugged him, he realized that he was already at the end of his life.

"Doctor!" Bai Song shouted at the top of his lungs.

…

Director Wang looked at the two firefighting leaders and said, "Report immediately and mobilize all resources. Demarcate the center. Several high-risk warehouses cannot be saved. Hurry and evacuate. We must also retreat 500 meters. There are several areas... Have all the soldiers withdraw!"

Director Wang did not have the command authority at all, but all the leaders on the scene acquiesced.

The black-faced man was carried away by the doctors. When the first doctors from the nearby hospitals arrived, they collapsed when they saw this scene. The people carrying the stretcher cried as they carried the man.

So far, no one knows what happened.

After everyone quickly found a new shelter and command center, all the personnel here were replaced. Every one of them was Bai Song... no, every one of them was someone that Liu's father would call the leader.

This kind of thing...

Bai Song and Director Wang left the temporary command room and continued to make phone calls outside.

"Director Wang...Team Zhao and the others..." Bai Song asked quickly.

"They..." Director Wang looked in one direction, "About 800 meters ahead in this direction."

"The fire truck can get through!" Bai Song shouted, "The fire truck can get through here! Can you give me a set of fireproof clothing? I want to get through."

"There are no vehicles! Fire trucks are now treasures. I mobilized them, but the coordinates of the scene are very confusing and I can't direct them." Director Wang gritted his teeth and said, "I can't mobilize a large number of vehicles for a street inspection."

"I'm familiar with it. Give me the location and I'll go!" Bai Song shouted.

"No car!" Director Wang said, "Inspector Bai, I understand your feelings, but the overall situation is more important! Revolutionary work may involve sacrifices at any time!"

Director Wang's eyes were red. He had coordinated a lot, but the fire truck went to the place where they were before and didn't find them.

No one knows what the current situation is, and there is very little that an individual can do.

Command was constantly being handed over.

At this moment, countless eyes were looking here.

Bai Song held the phone, looked at the purgatory in front of him, and called Chief Zhang.

"Give me the coordinates of the last place where Team Zhao stayed." Bai Song spoke word by word.

"Detective Bai..." Zhang Suo and other people from Gansu Province already knew what was going on. He thought Bai Song had other arrangements, so he immediately gave it to Bai Song.

…

The phone rang.

"You should withdraw first and don't get involved in this matter. Go to the outskirts and be responsible for traffic control on Xingang Highway." Captain Ma gave Bai Song instructions.

"Okay, I understand." Bai Song agreed: "Ma Detachment."

Team Ma was stunned for a moment: "What's the matter?"

"It's okay, just calling you." Bai Song said and hung up the phone.

After Captain Ma hung up the phone, he was a little confused, but was quickly called away by another call.

A large amount of materials had been piled up near the emergency command center, including drinking water, fire extinguishers, fire blankets, etc. Bai Song directly threw two fire extinguishers and a dozen bags of water into the car. He also took two fire blankets and four gas masks, poured water on the fire blankets, pointed in one direction, and drove straight away.

Thick smoke and high temperatures were spreading at the scene. The visibility at the headquarters had dropped by more than one level. If there were combustible particles in the air, a large-scale three-stage explosion could have occurred...

Bai Song clearly felt that the temperature outside the car was abnormal, but he didn't care at all and kept driving forward.

It became very difficult to walk further forward. There were potholes on the ground and a lot of debris. With such low visibility, you couldn't see anything.

No one knew that Bai Song came in, and he had no way to tell anyone else, otherwise they would stop him.

The air temperature outside has exceeded 100 degrees. At this temperature, if Bai Song gets off the car, he won't be able to hold on for long.

The heat transfer effect of dry air is not strong. If it is 100-degree hot water, the pine tree will die in one minute. However, at this air temperature, the human body can only last for about 20 minutes, but the skin will start to deteriorate after a few minutes.

The air conditioner was turned up to the maximum and still produced hot air, and the car could still move forward. Bai Song knew that the car might reach its limit before he did, and if the car broke down, he would wrap himself in a fire blanket and walk out.

In less than five minutes, Bai Song arrived at his destination. The visibility nearby was less than ten meters, and Bai Song could not see anything.

calm!

Bai Song forced himself to calm down in this environment.

The car's glass, plastic panels, and roof all made strange noises. No sound could be heard from the tires. Two warning lights in the car quickly lit up, and the engine sound was much louder than usual.

Bai Song was very familiar with this place. He had a strong memory of the terrain. Calmly, he accurately found where Zhao's team was, but did not find it.

It can be clearly seen from here that more than one large fire truck has been here, but Team Zhao and his team were not found. The tire tracks on the ground are very obvious.

Bai Song knew that Captain Zhao was a calm and protective person. After the first round, he would definitely take his men away, so the direction would definitely be perpendicular to the opposite direction of the fire point.

Without hesitation, Bai Song drove straight out.

After driving about two hundred meters, Bai Song saw a car crash into a wall, and he immediately drove over.

Put on your fire blanket and get out of the car!

The temperature monitoring in the car had long been useless as the temperature outside had obviously exceeded the measurement standard. Bai Song got out of the car and found that the car had been hit by several flying objects.

Since it is two or three hundred meters away from the previous place, the temperature here is about sixty or seventy degrees.

Some fuel had already leaked out from under the hood of the car, but fortunately it had not been ignited by the flying sparks.

The ignition point of gasoline is over 400 degrees. Generally, nothing will happen if there is no spark, but no one can guarantee what will happen next.

An hour has passed!

When Bai Song saw the car that did not run away, he already knew the result.

The high temperature and smoke here alone are enough to kill most people.

The temperature in the car was very high. Bai Song used a knife to cut open three or four bags of water and poured them on the car, making a squeaking sound - maybe there was one. Bai Song couldn't hear it at all.

His headlights shone into the car, and Bai Song saw a horrifying scene.

Three people were piled up together. The two people on top had taken off their thin clothes, which were stained with blood. The person at the bottom was blocked by two people and covered by several years of thin clothes.

Bai Song didn't care about the heat at all. He opened the car door and carried the person on top to the trunk of his car.

Bai Song was very familiar with this person, Zhao Xugang.

His temperature was over 50 degrees, and he was obviously dead.

Looking at his posture, Bai Song's tears couldn't stop flowing.

Zhao Xugang, ah Zhao Xugang, you really are protecting your own people...

Under Zhao Xugang was a strange criminal policeman. Bai Song checked and found that he was still breathing, so he immediately poured a few packets of water on him to cool him down. Then, Bai Song used all his strength to carry him out, put him on the back seat, and put a gas mask on him.

At the bottom was Sanmi, who had already passed out. Bai Song checked and found that he was still breathing faintly. He put a gas mask on him and lifted him to the passenger seat. The car was still running, and Bai Song stepped on the accelerator frantically with tears in his eyes.

I don’t know if it was God’s blessing, but although the car had some bumps along the way, it never broke down.

The dashboard was no longer visible, covered by black dust from the several times the door was opened, but you didn't need to look to know that all the fault lights were on.

Bai Song was completely restless. There was no place on his body that didn't hurt. When he was saving people just now, he was exposed to the hot gas for a long time. His hands were full of blisters from the burns, and there were seven or eight scratches on his arms, but he didn't notice it.

He picked up a few bottles of water and poured them on himself. He didn't even feel anything, but he felt a little more energetic.

He wanted to go to the hospital, but knew that was not realistic, so he went straight to the command center.

The car was already overwhelmed. The environment just now was not suitable for a family car. Finally, when it was close to the command center, the engine was completely shut down. Now it was completely impossible to see the specific situation, and the whole car was smoking.

Near the command center, Bai Song stepped on the brakes, and the car, which had turned off, still completed its final mission.

"Director Wang!" Bai Song's voice attracted many people.

He now looks no different from the charcoal-covered firefighter who just came in.

Director Wang was just with Bai Song. When he heard the voice and saw him, he was frightened and immediately called for people to come over.

Here now, Director Wang has become a small soldier. Soon many big leaders came over, but Bai Song couldn't see them clearly at this time and had no interest.

"I'm fine! There are three people in the car! Save them quickly!" Bai Song shouted.

More than a dozen policemen ran towards Bai Song's car and carried the person out with exclamations.

Director Wang also rushed over and watched as everyone carried the two people off the seats. Several people were carrying out the third person.

"What is this?" Director Wang stood still, without leaning forward at all, just standing there like an ancient tree.

The fire in the distance did not affect Director Wang's figure at all. He seemed to have been standing here from the beginning.

"He...sacrificed." Bai Song's eyes could no longer shed tears: "He...he protected the two people below. He used his body to endure the high temperature...for an hour."

Director Wang finally couldn't hold back and burst into tears.

The others also bowed in silence, regardless of their official rank.

"Hurry, arrange to send this comrade to the hospital." Someone saw Bai Song's appearance and immediately made arrangements.

Bai Song himself knew his condition. He wore a gas mask the whole time. At most he had some skin problems. It was estimated that in a few days, his whole body would itch, and then one-third of the skin would fall off and grow again.

"I'll go with their car." Bai Song didn't want to take up too much medical resources, so he looked at Team Zhao. His eyes were temporarily unclear due to the high temperature: "I..."

No one knew what Bai Song was going to say. In the end, Bai Song said nothing and just followed the car.

In the face of such a disaster, personal life and death are not the most important things. Bai Song suppressed his emotions and chose to put the overall situation first so as not to delay other work of the command center.

In the car, Bai Song leaned against the door, feeling bitter.

Protecting one's shortcomings...

So this is what it means to protect one's shortcomings...