Sheng Xikang understood what was being shouted over the loudspeaker, and his face turned pale with fright. He quickly went inside, called to the brothers Sheng Xi'an and Sheng Xitai, and hurriedly headed towards the farm headquarters.
"Brother, wait for us, we're coming too!" Sheng Yunfang and Sheng Yunfei were also anxious, grabbed their hats, put them on, and ran out after them.
Zhang Shuzhen and Zhou Qinglan were so frightened that they were completely at a loss and didn't know what to do.
"What, what happened? How could the commuter bus overturn? God help us, please don't let anything happen to our family."
Zhang Shuzhen clasped her hands together and bowed repeatedly. There were still children at home, and Zhang Shuzhen was afraid that Zhou Qinglan would not be able to take care of them and would not be able to go out to check on them.
A sense of panic and unease washed over me.
People from the farm's departments, schools, warehouses, and agricultural teams—anyone who heard the commotion—immediately rushed out of their homes.
Someone shouted, and right at the bend, everyone ran along the little train track.
By the time the crowd arrived, most of the people on the commuter bus who had sustained minor injuries had either crawled out on their own or been helped out by others.
The situation was most dire in the first carriage, with many people seriously injured. The train was overturned at the time, making it extremely difficult to rescue people from inside.
Fortunately, a lot of people came. Everyone worked together to find a way. Some climbed in to lift or carry people out, while others waited outside to help. In this way, they rescued the unconscious people one by one.
"Where's the motorcycle? Is it at the scene? Hurry up and bring it over, get the seriously injured to the hospital first."
"Leaving someone outside in this freezing weather, they'd freeze to death before they even bleed out."
Those whose injuries are too severe to be treated at the farm's clinic must be sent to the Forestry Bureau Hospital immediately.
"For minor injuries that allow you to walk, take them to Dr. Qiao for examination and treatment as soon as possible. If there are any special circumstances, go to the hospital immediately."
Sheng Xiping stood on the overturned miniature train and shouted at the top of his lungs.
What a coincidence, Motoka is in the stadium.
Feng Baosheng and Zheng Xianyong have been staying on the mountain for the past few days and haven't gone home, so their motorcycles are at the farm headquarters.
As soon as he heard the broadcast, driver Lao Huang drove his motorcycle out. Saving lives was the priority at that moment, and he didn't have time to ask his superiors for permission.
And so, the seriously injured were carried off the commuter bus and onto the motorcycle.
This motorcycle isn't big; it can only seat about ten people, but there are quite a few injured people, so it can't fit everyone on one vehicle.
"Quickly, call Shuguang Forest Farm and request assistance."
Each forest farm has motorcycles, and Shuguang is the closest to Qianchuan. At this time, we have to ask our brother units for help.
Upon hearing this, some people turned and ran, rushing back to the headquarters to contact Shuguang Forest Farm.
Chaos had broken out on the mountain. Feng Baosheng and Zheng Xianyong hadn't gone home; they were still on the mountain.
The temporary dispatch room received the message from the field and quickly reported it to Feng Baosheng and Zheng Xianyong.
The two were stunned. With the New Year approaching, such a major accident had occurred, and neither of them would escape unscathed this time.
"Hurry up, pack up and get down the mountain." Zheng Xianyong was getting impatient, so he put on his thick cotton-padded coat and headed outside.
"Old Zheng, the motorcycle isn't on the mountain, and the commuter bus has gone down. How are we going to get back?"
Feng Baosheng's head was buzzing. Why was everything going so badly? He had just had a few days of peace and quiet, and now this huge accident had happened.
"How are we going to get back? We'll figure out a way to get back. If we really have no other choice, we'll walk back if we have to." Zheng Xianyong shouted back at Feng Baosheng.
Feng Baosheng was stunned by Zheng Xianyong's call and didn't know what to say for a moment, so he could only follow Zheng Xianyong up the mountain.
"Old Zheng, where are we going?"
"Where are we going? Let's drive the tractor. It's thirty miles. Are we really going to walk back? There are tractors on the mountain. Let's drive it back."
When workers finish their shifts, they leave the tractors in the hangar, with someone specifically assigned to guard them.
Zheng Xianyong used to be a tractor driver, and he was gradually promoted to foreman and production manager. He was very familiar with this job.
So the two went up the mountain, found the nearest tractor garage, Zheng Xianyong started the vehicle, and drove the big tractor down the mountain.
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