A loud bang!
With a flick of his hand, the lunch box fell out first, and his body was overturned on the ground by the powerful airflow.
28. But I only have you
Zhou Yanling felt hot. The heat was as if a dagger had slashed sharply across his back, peeling off his entire skin. His head reacted in hindsight - it exploded.
The alarm on the car pulled out a harsh "beep beep beep" sound, and the wailing, roaring, and crying of the crowd rushed in all at once. Someone hurried past him, ran over his arm, and even apologized. He ran without a word. He tumbled to the edge of the wall, lying on his stomach and didn't move, the bottom of the car was still shaking, which made his stomach uncomfortable. He raised his head a little, the smell of blood was extremely irritating, and he rolled his eyes, seeing the milky white smoke mass into big clouds, pressing down on the neck. Visibility is very low, nothing can be seen from two meters away.
He sighed and stood up slowly against the wall, only then did he see the carriage clearly. Luggage and human flesh are stacked on top of each other, piled up on the seats, on the floor, on the table top, the aisle is filled with broken limbs, a straight corridor is paved with human flesh, the corpse is like a long tongue sticking out from the thick smoke, curled with blood Drag back. A long-haired woman in the seat on the right was hit on the back of the head by a suitcase that fell from above. The suitcase pressed against her neck, revealing only her broken head. She turned her head to the side, her eyes stared at Zhou Yanling, her arms were drooping on the chair, and the blood dripped down the back of her hands into the seam of the cloisonne of the sofa chair, turning it into a brown stain.
Zhou Yanling made a difficult swallowing motion. For a moment, he thought he had returned to the ravine on the border of Myanmar. The trenches that had been baptized by artillery fire were the same. They were so narrow and deep. , has become God's ration stored for the cold winter. He moved his feet a little, the glass slag and dust made a rattling sound, the train jolted, and a finger rolled to Zhou Yanling's feet, and a white pinky finger was wrapped in dust, like a newly broken ground. Flower bone.
People kept squeezing into the carriage from behind Zhou Yanling. Zhou Yanling stood there and didn't move. He looked around to find Wu Fengrong's lunch box, not knowing where it was thrown. In a mess, I was busy saving people for a while, and thinking about looking for a flight attendant for a while.
"Yanling—" Wu Fengrong was calling him from a distance.
Zhou Yanling turned around and stepped over a corpse, Wu Fengrong stumbled into his arms, his face was calm. The two looked at each other, both finding peace in each other's eyes. Zhou Yanling spoke first: "I'm fine, I'm at the door of the dining car, far away."
The slight wetness in Wu Fengrong's eyes receded, he nodded, and looked back at the terrifying scene tremblingly. Before he could fully focus, someone grabbed his clothes, and the wind rushed in front of him, screaming with all his might: "My husband is dead! Are you responsible? He is dead! He is dead!" The disheveled woman's eyes were bloodshot, and she tried her best to move her mouth. On the corpse, the stumps were kicked under the chair, pushing and pulling each other. Wu Fengrong wanted to help the woman. She waved her blood-stained arm and raised it in front of Wu Fengrong, her fingernails were scratching randomly in the air. Pieces of spit stared at Wu Fengrong's face. Someone next to her grabbed her hair and pushed her to the ground. Zhou Yanling hurriedly blocked Wu Fengrong behind him.
"Ma'am, calm down, ma'am," Wu Fengrong held her arm: "We'll make arrangements for you, don't worry."
He cleared his throat and shouted, "Zhao Xintao—"
Zhao Xintao waved to him across the crowd: "Here! Hey! Here! Don't squeeze, don't hurt anyone!" He followed the marshals behind him, trying to get the living people out of the carriage. There are already crew guards at the door, and no one is allowed to come in.
Wu Fengrong finally broke free from the crowd, gasping for breath: "Block the scene to see if there is any fire, put out the fire in time, and check the fire-fighting equipment in the car by the way; count the remains and list the victims as soon as possible, family members, relatives and friends and accompanying persons The personnel are arranged in one compartment. Use water, food, medicine and everything as much as possible, don't be afraid of wasting." Wu Fengrong found Zhou Chi: "Xiaochi, you are mainly responsible for checking the injury, if you need someone to help you use it directly, just say As I said, first ensure the first aid work for the injured. Yan Ling, you should also have a lot of experience in first aid treatment. You follow Xiaochi and save one life count. "
The two surnamed Zhou nodded and took their orders, and immediately got into the aisle of the carriage. Wu Fengrong called the team leader of the marshals again and told him to find the source of the explosion. After a while, Zhou Yanling took a policeman to find a few pieces of broken plastic next to a tattered suitcase. The policeman covered his mouth and nose and asked Zhou Chi for a protective mask, and threw the plastic at Wu Fengrong's feet.
"Captain, it might be this."
Wu Fengrong didn't notice the abnormality at first, but when he got closer, he smelled a faint stench: "What is this?"
Zhou Yanling explained: "It's chlorine gas, which has a good ignition effect. If it is kept heated in a closed container and the pressure in the container rises, it will cause the chlorine gas to explode. Rongrong, put on your mask. If you inhale too much, it will be poisoned. Before the explosion, I smelled a little smell when I walked through this car, it was not very obvious, so I didn't care, I just felt a little smelly, I thought it was because the toilet was not closed. Or someone's food is broken."
"Dangerous and toxic chemical gases are not allowed on the train." Wu Fengrong frowned.
"You don't need to bring it, it is ready-made." Zhou Yanling said: "Find two suitable cleaning agents and pour them together, and chlorine gas can be generated automatically. The most common toilet cleaners and disinfectants are very suitable."
Zhou Chi interjected to explain: "The main component of disinfectant is sodium hypochlorite, which is a strong alkali; the composition of toilet cleaning liquid generally contains hydrochloric acid, which is a strong acid. There is chlorine in sodium hypochlorite, and when it comes into contact with strong acid, a chemical reaction occurs. , chlorine gas will be generated when the chlorine is replaced. Therefore, the children are still young, and some parents will teach them not to play with detergent and disinfectant upside down, and it is easy to inhale chlorine gas. Brother Rong, the crew must wear masks. Passengers should also be checked, chlorine poisoning is not a trivial matter."
Chlorine gas mainly invades the human body through the respiratory tract, and the poisoned person will cause difficulty in breathing and cough violently. After inhaling excessive chlorine gas, the poisoned person will suffocate quickly in a short time, and the rescue time will be very limited, which is very stressful for medical staff. Not only that, chlorine can also burn the skin and eyes, so in the production of chemical products involving chlorine, the requirements for safety protection are very high.
In this explosion, the number of people who were actually killed may not be many, but the number of deaths from inhaling excess chlorine gas will continue to increase. The process of death from poisoning was very painful, and Zhou Chi couldn't help but scold him.
"Let's see if there is still an explosion source, open the windows to ventilate the air, and check all passengers who have come into contact with this compartment." Wu Fengrong said impatiently: "Xintao, go and contact the Ministry of Public Security, and they say that there is a phenomenon in the car. In the case of a large number of casualties, emergency personnel and medicines are needed, explain the situation clearly, don't talk about the heavy snow blocking the mountain, even the helicopter has to fly over for me!"
After speaking, Zhao Xintao had already run out. Wu Fengrong followed Zhou Chi to check the scene. The source of the explosion was two plastic buckets, and the debris splashed around. It was difficult to confirm where it was in the first place. The shaking of the car body caused by the explosion directly shook all the luggage and bags on the luggage rack down, resulting in the death of some victims due to smashing injuries. Some people were farther away from the source of the explosion, but they were hit during the escape process and failed to escape the claws of death.
Rao is Wu Fengrong who has been driving the car for decades. Seeing such a catastrophic scene, he couldn't help but turn pale, and the more he looked at it, the more chilling he became. He lifted an old man up from the ground with trembling hands. Her right leg was hit by a huge suitcase and broke, and she couldn't stand up. Wu Fengrong squatted down and let her lie on her back and carried her into the dining car next door. The old man managed to sit still, sighed, and did not speak. Wu Fengrong stood in front of her, her throat choked up several times, she wanted to say sorry, but she stopped her by shaking her head.
Cleaning up the scene, transferring passengers, dealing with the wounded... It was only after four o'clock in the morning that it temporarily came to an end. Car No. 6 turned into an empty tin can, messy and bloody, Zhou Yanling and Wu Fengrong picked a slightly cleaner chair and sat down. Wu Fengrong was so tired that his lips were blue and purple, and the dark blue at the moment was deep and heavy. Zhou Yanling handed him a cup of hot water, he drank it cleanly, and his eyes were slightly flushed, as if he had accumulated all the blood in his eyes.
"Don't tell me that Shi Xiaoran did it," Wu Fengrong said coldly, "You don't have the ability to make a girl's film that can't be seen on the stage."
Zhou Yanling sighed softly. The windows were all open, the wind was howling, and the sigh was barely audible.
"I don't think she did it either. She has no motive." Zhou Yanling said.
What Shi Xiaoran wanted was to live in desperation with He Youan. She felt that it was a beautiful dream. He Youan was the last thing she could catch in her life. Now that she has He Youan, she should be satisfied and should not make such a big movement. She has no reason to kill so many people, these people are innocent and have nothing to do with her. She killed Xiao Quan just to protect He Youan, she was not a