Chapter 191: It's Not Easy to Be a Hero. Back at headquarters after work that day,...
Chapter 191 It’s Not Easy to Be a Hero
Yan Jiuru never expected it to be like this.
He thought it was at most an underreporting, but he didn't expect that they had been concealing the facts from the very beginning!
I have to say that although some local officials are not high-ranking, they are indeed very courageous.
However, he is no longer at the age where he acts on impulse. As a mature man, he knows what he can control and what he cannot.
Even the huge machine of the state cannot always go as planned. As a small director, he has done his best by taking the opportunity to report the situation to the higher authorities.
Yan Jiuru rested for a night and set out again with Bai Luopan early the next morning to fetch water.
He took out his watch in the helicopter and looked at the time: 4:35 in the morning.
The sun rises early in the north during this season. Normally, there should be only the dawn light, but at this time, there is almost no light penetrating the sky outside, which shows how heavy the smoke is.
Helicopters fly entirely on radar.
With yesterday's experience, Yan Jiuru and the others didn't waste any time talking and started filling their stomachs, otherwise they would not have time to eat after starting work.
Theoretically, it would take less than half an hour for a helicopter to fly to Lake Dalbin, but in reality the visibility was too low, so for safety reasons, it took nearly an hour to reach the lake.
The lake is large and deep, but the fire over the past three days has also had a certain impact on it. The lake water has evaporated somewhat with the scorching air, and is now estimated to be eight meters deep.
But it should be enough for two or three times.
Before they came back with water, the troops fired two rounds of rain bombs. It was not known whether it was a coincidence or a special arrangement. In short, after the two of them brought down heavy rain again, it was directly regarded as a successful artificial rainfall.
However, it is not wrong to say so, the two of them were indeed creating "artificial rain".
***
Because of the accident that happened to Taoist Li, Yan Jiuru and the other person made a special agreement to come together from afar to have lunch at noon and exchange experiences.
"Brother Yan, it's not bad. We also have roast chicken!"
Bai Luopan had a gray face, and except for his big white teeth, his whole body was gray and black.
As he walked over, the ashes on his body were blown all over the place by the howling mountain wind.
The same goes for Yan Jiuru's image.
He was sitting on a fallen tree trunk, gnawing on a chicken and drinking Coke, and he was choking and hiccuping.
Seeing Bai Luopan, he gulped down two mouthfuls of water and forced himself to swallow his food. "Several groups of people were burned out by the fire, both big and small. Few escaped, but most were burned.
Here, if you look carefully, there must be more."
You know what, after Bai Luopan turned around, he actually picked up two burnt pheasants and a half-burned roe deer or deer.
The skin was burnt and couldn't be seen clearly.
"This is great, it's delivered to your door for free." As long as it's edible, it doesn't matter what kind of animal it is, as long as it's not human, it can be eaten.
Bai Luopan plopped down across from him, plucked off the burnt outer shell, tore off the leg and took a bite. "Hmm, it's burnt through."
It is cooked, but the taste is hard to describe.
But they both chose to eat what they found first and save the food they brought with them.
"It's a pity that most of them were burned to ashes."
Yan Jiuru glanced at him, not knowing whether he was talking about the animals in the mountains or if he had discovered something.
After eating a roast chicken and half a roe deer leg, Bai Luopan sighed softly, "I don't know when this fire will be extinguished. I really hate that I haven't learned enough skills. If only I could control the clouds and rain..."
"Of course, but according to the Taoist Association, there should be someone who can do it, right?" Yan Jiuru was a little surprised. Why didn't any big shots come out to participate, but instead they dragged the three of them into the arena.
Bai Luopan was clearly a bit of a follower. He glanced around, then said with a rather sly look, "Of course, there are quite a few in purple robes alone. However, judging by the situation, they must be on a more critical mission and can't be spared..."
"We were transferred here just to try our luck. I didn't expect you to be such a surprise, bro."
It's obvious that such a big fire cannot be put out by just a wave of the hand of some powerful person.
After all, as a registered member of Unit 107, it is necessary for him to take on a few emergency tasks every year.
"Dude, you're not from the Dao Association?"
Yan Jiuru shook his head, "I'm not."
"No wonder you didn't know." He said mysteriously, "The Taoist Association members who are registered at Institute 107 receive an additional subsidy of three spirit stones each year.
You also know how rare spirit stones are nowadays. Let alone three, even one piece would be scrambled for.
Taoist Priest Li and I received this mission only after fighting our way through the encirclement."
Yan Jiuru really didn't know about these inside stories.
He asked curiously, "Didn't you use up all your three spirit stones yesterday?"
Bai Luopan smiled and shook his finger. "The materials used yesterday were the materials given for the mission, which doesn't count as subsidies. For example, since Taoist Li is injured, the association will give at least two more spirit stones!"
Even though I risked my life to get it back, it was worth it as it ended up in my pocket.
However, he cherishes his life.
Yan Jiuru also took the opportunity to learn some information that he didn't know before, such as the Taoist Association and the Buddhist Society.
When Bai Luo asked him why he didn't join the Taoist Association even though he could draw talismans, he said, "My mind is filled with worldly concerns, and I can't achieve peace and tranquility."
In this case, Bai Luopan couldn't say much.
Everyone who practices cultivation has a different path, and it cannot be forced.
"However, when we get back, I have to ask my master to perform a ritual to help those who were burned to death to be reborn, otherwise it will affect my spiritual heart." Bai Luopan muttered.
Yan Jiuru glanced at him, and now he was sure that the other party must have seen it too.
At this moment, Bai Luopan also looked at him and asked in confusion: "Why, didn't you see it?"
Yan Jiuru sneered, "I saw it, but I don't have a master, so I told the commander directly."
Therefore, his heart in Taoism is very stable.
The two of them didn't have much time to chat. After a short rest, they got up and went to put out the fire again.
***
No wonder crimes like arson and murder have been so harmful since ancient times, even more so than murder.
At least murder targets a specific group of people or a small number of people, while arson harms an unspecified group of people and property. Once a fire starts, the consequences are difficult to estimate.
The fire burned for half a month before it was put out.
Yan Jiuru was driven by a helicopter to suck up water and put out fires, and he did this for a whole week.
Bai Luopan couldn't hold on for more than four days and fell from the sky due to exhaustion of his magic power.
Even though he was protected by the Golden Bell Cover, he still broke his bones.
He didn't even send out a distress signal, but fortunately he was found and rescued by a nearby fire brigade, and finally saved his life.
Yan Jiuru only got the news after finishing work that night and went to the front-line hospital to visit him.
Bai Luopan, his arms and legs bandaged, smiled wryly and said to him, "I was just saying this to Master Li, but now it's my turn and I've found myself running out of power, but it's already too late."
"Damn, it's so hard to be a hero. It's killing me."
Yan Jiuru deeply agreed.
He pondered for a moment and said, "I think it might be because the smoke and sparks are rising, causing a lack of oxygen above the fire, which makes people feel dazed and tired."
"That makes sense! Hiss--" Bai Luopan forgot about his broken bone and slapped the bed, only to grimace in pain.
"Damn it, there's a fire down there, and the smoke is rising up, and it's right in front of us."
"Whoever set the fire and hurt me like this, tell my master when you get back. If I don't send their ancestors to hell, I'll be the loser!"
Bai Luopan was also sent away that night.
Yan Jiuru persisted for another three days but couldn't take it anymore.
Although his spiritual sense was powerful, it had been overdrawn for a long time, and the spiritual energy in this broken place was almost destroyed and could not be replenished. Even relying solely on spiritual stones could not support it.
After work that day, I returned to the command center and fell headfirst when getting off the helicopter.
***
Yan Jiuru was also sent home after receiving injections for a day at the front-line hospital.
The image can be said to be horrible:
His hair was frizzy from being baked, his eyebrows and eyelashes were burnt by the fire, and his whole body was gray except for his eyes and teeth, where the black and white could be distinguished.
As soon as he entered the house, he smiled at everyone, relaxed, and fell down.
The old man and the children exclaimed when they saw this and hurriedly caught the person.
Jingjing and Xiaohu had never seen their father in such a miserable state. They cried loudly out of heartache. Zhuangzhuang, who always acted like an elder brother, also wiped away tears.
Yan Jiuru propped himself up and said, "It's okay, I'm just exhausted. I'll be fine after a rest."
The old man hit his chest twice, almost frightening him to death.
Fortunately, Chen Yin was still working overtime and hadn't come back yet, otherwise it would have been bad if she had seen him like this and scared the fetus again.
***
Yan Jiuru took three full days to recover.
He thought about the mission while lying in his bed. Overall, it was pretty good.
The main reason was that the wildfire caused the disorder of the five elements in the local area, and he could not absorb any spiritual energy at all. After a large amount of magic power was consumed, it could not be replenished. It was impossible for him to pay for it all with spiritual stones out of his own pocket, so it was natural that he was exhausted.
This way he couldn't explain where so many spirit stones came from.
Those who have followers in the Taoist Association couldn't last more than four days. He is a wild one who can't even be considered a Taoist priest. It's good enough for him to last a week.
Yan Jiuru soaked in the bathroom and rubbed off a thick layer of ash, and her skin tone became a little whiter.
On the fourth day, as soon as he walked into the office building, many people looked at him in surprise: "Director Yan, are you back from your business trip?"
"Long time no see, Director Yan."
"Hey, Director Yan is back. Let's have a drink some other day."
Yan Jiuru also responded as he walked inside.
Then, he heard a sarcastic voice: "Hey, where did Director Yan go on this business trip? Why does he look like he just came back from Africa?"
Yan Jiuru glanced at him coldly and snorted, "He's not as carefree as Director Geng. Going to the north to participate in the firefighting campaign is about the same as going to Africa."
This is no secret, and now half of the Xuan Kingdom is mobilizing troops to put out the fire, with batches taking turns to go to the front line.
Basically, a new group of people is replaced every three days, otherwise even gods will not be able to handle it.
"If Director Geng wants to go, he can sign up. The frontline fire scene is very short of manpower."
As he spoke, he looked at the other person and said, "Besides, with your body type, if you go out and weigh 170 or 180 kilograms, you might come back weighing 130 kilograms. I guarantee you'll look 20 years younger."
Director Geng...
Director Geng clenched his fists angrily behind his back, but he didn't know what to say.
After all, the whole country now knows the severity of this fire, and those who participated in the firefighting are heroes.
"Director, you're back!"
Secretary Song and others in the office stood up and greeted him when they saw him.
Everyone served tea and water attentively. The deputy director and Minister Huang from next door also came over to express their condolences and inquire about the situation.
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