Nan Chu hugged him, and said magnanimously, "Well, I know."
Lin Luxiao scratched his eyebrows, and was immediately distracted by the little girl's embrace. He almost forgot about the serious business. He straightened his mind and pulled the little girl out of his arms, "I'll tell you something serious."
Nan Chu smiled, "Where did you say something serious?"
The man hooked his lips with a smirk, lowered his head and pecked her lips, and then lazily leaned back against the wall, "This is not a serious matter."
The two hadn't been alone for a long time, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and they were still locked in this small space. The lover always wanted to do something. Nan Chu stretched out his arms and put his arms around his neck. Put it on, but Lin Luxiao blocked it with his arms and hands, "No, let's restrain ourselves a little bit."
"You're being good when you get cheap?" Nan Chu let go of him and snorted coldly.
Lin Luxiao stopped smiling, held her shoulders, bent over, looked into her eyes, and said solemnly: "The next words are very nice to hear, you'd better write them down, do you hear me?"
Nan Chu nodded, "Let's talk."
Lin Luxiao: "When you go into the fire tomorrow, each of you will be equipped with a walkie-talkie. I taught you how to use it in the first class, remember?"
Nan Chu shook his head, "Forgot."
"..."
Lin Luxiao almost wanted to pick up the mop beside her and greet her head.
"What did you do in class?"
Nan Chu was confident: "Look at you."
"..."
Strange.
Lin Luxiao squeezed her face hard, "Teach me again tomorrow, don't keep your eyes on men, do you hear me?"
Nan Chu nodded in a hurry, and couldn't help leaning forward to kiss again, but Lin Luxiao pressed his forehead and pushed it back, raised his eyebrows and said: "I'm talking to you, listen carefully, don't move your hands."
Seeing his serious face, Nan Chu was finally honest.
"The walkie-talkie that will be assigned to you tomorrow, you write down the number, 119.234 is the public channel, which everyone can hear, and 119.521 is the crossover frequency, you will directly set it to 2 frequency, only the two of us can hear it , you can call me on frequency 2 if you encounter problems, do you hear me?"
Nan Chu pondered for a moment, then smiled brightly: "521, what do you mean?"
Lin Luxiao scratched his eyebrows, "It's nothing interesting, just set it up casually."
"Cut, pretend."
"Did you hear that?"
"I know—come on, give me a kiss." Nan Chu stepped on his feet and leaned forward.
Lin Luxiao pushed his forehead and straightened her, "This matter is very serious. The fire scene is not a joke. Even a simulation is very dangerous. The shock wave of the explosion of the oil tank is very strong. I usually taught you how to do it." Buy time, once you miss the best time, you will come out, otherwise you will be cannon fodder if you stay inside, understand?"
Although I know it's just recording a program, the oil tank doesn't have eyes, and these guys are all newcomers, maybe they can make some fools out of it.
"Are you worried about me, afraid of my death?" The little girl's eyes lit up.
Lin Luxiao: "Don't be so hippie and smiling here."
Nan Chu suddenly reached out to hug his strong waist, and rubbed his hairy head on his chest, "In the future, you should also pay attention to safety, don't let yourself hang up easily."
After a long time, there was a lazy voice above his head, "Yeah."
Lin Luxiao leaned against the wall, stretched out his arms to hug her, and the two backs were lingering.
This night seems to be particularly long.
…
Unexpectedly, all the leaders of the department came down to observe this competition. Just after Lin Luxiao took people out for morning exercises, he saw two military vehicles driving into the door. Meng Guohong came down with several other leaders of the department. He rushed over in a hurry, "Hurry up, Chu Meng is down."
Lin Luxiao went over to give a military salute, and said to Meng Guohong, "Why are you here?"
Straight military uniforms lined up outside the military vehicle. This battle was bigger than usual. Meng Guohong snorted softly, "I'm going to report to you when I come here?"
Lin Luxiao sneered, the old man's mouth became sharper.
Director Yang led a few people to go inside. Xu Yun came from behind at some point and stood beside Meng Guohong, leaving Lin and Lu Xiao behind alone. Together with the three or five people in the room, one by one, they all followed He is on the opposite side.
Forget it.
During lunch, Meng Guohong said to Lin Luxiao, "The investor of this program will come to visit the show in the afternoon, and you ask the sentry to let them go."
Lin Luxiao leaned on the chair with a toothpick in his mouth, "Cooperate with me and this place has become a scenic spot?"
Meng Guohong glared at him, "For this last issue, I'll show someone a class, and let them end early after filming. I've been in a panic these days."
Lin Luxiao, "Are you still in a panic?"
Meng Guohong put down his chopsticks, turned his nose and looked at him and said, "You didn't make trouble?"
Lin Luxiao shrugged indifferently. The next table was where recruits were eating. Meng Guohong glanced over, and his eyes fell on Nan Chu. He raised his chin and signaled with his eyes, — that girl
Lin Luxiao held the toothpick in his mouth and pushed it against it without making a sound.
Meng Guohong snorted coldly, "Promising! Since I was a child, I felt that your child's vision is different from others, and you are still superficial! You can't escape the bad nature of men! Do you think you two are reliable? You come and go in the wind and rain all day long. Can she hold it? What's on your mind? "
Lin Luxiao took down the toothpick: "You can scold me, maybe you can scold me a little more to wake me up?"
Meng Guohong was so angry that he almost threw the bowl away, "Did you give someone ecstasy soup?"
Not to mention whether there is any, if there is such a thing, when did the girl drink it for him
…
In the afternoon, during pre-match training, the leaders sat in a row. Nan Chu never expected to see that Young Master Jiang in the fire brigade.
Jiang Ge stood in the shade of a tree in a straight suit, and beside him were two servants holding umbrellas, who looked like a rich young master, staring straight at Nan Chu.
Yan Dai glanced at Nan Chu, and said sarcastically, "Your benefactor is here."
The headlines from more than half a month ago are still vivid in my mind. The 18th-line Xiao Yemo and the second young master of the Jiang family were stopped at the police station for a late-night car racing. host. Nan Chu twitched the corner of his mouth, and cast a cold glance at Yan Dai: "Take care of yourself."
Lin Luxiao was checking the equipment one by one.
Walking in front of Nan Chu, she tightened her belt, buckled another layer, lowered her head, and said between her teeth: "Don't look blindly, remember what I told you."
Nan Chu gave him a straight salute, the little girl had delicate eyebrows and eyes.
Lin Luxiao was amused by her, and the corners of his mouth were crooked, "Virtue."
Under the shade of the tree, Jiang Ge stared at Nan Chu for a moment, and the assistant beside him reminded: "Little Boss, why don't we retreat? It's not just a joke if it hits you."
Jiang Ge had a smile on his face, "Go ask the program crew for a walkie-talkie."
The assistant hesitated for a while, "Um, why do you want that thing?"
Jiang Ge glared at him, "So much nonsense? Do you want someone to sew your mouth shut?"
The assistant knew this little boss's temperament, he liked to be competitive, and he loved to fight against others. As long as he said outrageous things, he would do them. He shook his head and walked away.
…
The simulation training officially started. The six artists were neatly dressed, carrying oxygen bottles behind their backs, and stood in a row in front of the empty wasteland. Yang Zhengang re-read the rules of the competition.
"I divided you into groups of three. Each group must rescue nine dummies. There are a total of eighteen dummies in the group. The weight of the dummies may vary, and they are scattered in various areas. The total area of the fire scene is 350. Ping, every point, there is a possibility of an oil tank explosion, this is up to you to make a decision, the last point, pay attention to safety, don't be brave, if you can't hold on, use the walkie-talkie to call for help and report the direction, our combat readiness soldiers will rush in to rescue you at any time Next, I will read the group list, Xu Ya, Mu Ze, and Zheng Ping are in the first group, Yan Dai, Nan Chu, and Liu Xiahan are in the second group."
After reading the list, Nan Chu subconsciously glanced at Lin Luxiao, who was holding the walkie-talkie with a cold face and no emotion.
She lifted the oxygen tank on her back, followed the large group of troops and walked inside without looking back. The thin figure just disappeared at the entrance of the building.
The fire scene was on the fifth floor, which they usually used for simulation exercises. The walls and stairways were covered with black ashes, and the ground was covered with messy stone pillars and steel pipes.
"I'm Jiang Ge, can you hear me?"
Several people stopped, and Liu Xiahan unplugged the walkie-talkie on his shoulder, and responded: "I can hear you, Mr. Jiang."
Jiang Ge: "Let Nanchu speak."
Liu Xiahan glanced at Nan Chu, but Nan Chu ignored him, so Liu Xiahan plugged the walkie-talkie over.
Jiang Ge waited for a while, and heard a very lazy voice inside, "What are you doing?"
This woman is a fucking goblin.
Jiang Ge was full of energy in an instant, and turned to the walkie-talkie: "You work hard to win, and if you win, I will send you—"
Everyone listened closely to the following.
As a result, Jiang Ge's voice was choked, and a cold voice was replaced, sullen: "Are you playing in it?! Who the hell told you to stop!"
After Lin Luxiao yelled, someone took the walkie-talkie from Jiang Ge's hand. Jiang Ge stared at him for a long time, then asked the assistant next to him, "Who is this person?"
The assistant said, "The squadron leader here."
Jiang Ge couldn't believe it, "A squadron leader is so dragged to the sky?"
The assistant is like Baidu Encyclopedia, if you ask him anything, he knows everything, and he said eloquently: "Yes, I heard that his personality is like this, he has a good buddy, you should know him, his name is Shen Mu, listen to Shen Mu He always said that he was not easy to mess with, he was spoiled by the courtyard since he was a child, and the old men were in pain, the one sitting in the middle was the chief of the police department, and the one from the combat training department, they all treated him like their own son of."
Jiang Ge was thoughtful, and suddenly remembered the night of racing, in the police station, Nan Chu seemed to be with this man
…
The fire inside is actually not big, but the temperature is very high, the smoke is dense, and the road cannot be seen clearly, making it difficult to move an inch.
Liu Xiahan found the first dummy near an oil tank. The dummy simulated the kilograms of a real person, at least eighty catties. Liu Xiahan put it on his shoulder and pulled Nanchu over, "Follow me closely, Don't fall behind. Let's send this out first, pile it up to the door, and drag it out together later."
When the sixth dummy was dragged, Liu Xiahan was exhausted, and his forehead was stuffy with sweat and dust. He wiped it off with his arm casually, and looked back at Nanchu. The little girl wearing goggles, her exposed chin was also black It was gray and gray, and couldn't help laughing. More than half of the time has passed, the explosion point of the oil tank is approaching, the seventh dummy is pressed against the back of the oil tank, the flames are scorching, the wall is full of fire cracks, the temperature on the oxygen tank It shows that the temperature has reached more than 80 degrees, and the fire site has become a natural sauna room. Nan Chu made a gesture with Liu Xiahan, "Here, I'll go."
She moved closer to the oil tank.
There was Lin Luxiao's voice on the second frequency, "How many are there?"
"Six." Nan Chu approached the oil tank step by step, occasionally stepping on an iron wooden stick under her feet, creaking, and her heart trembled. She tried to reduce her tension by talking to Lin Luxiao: "Only us in the second frequency Can you two hear me?"
There was a hum on the other end.
The oil tank was right in front of him, thick smoke was rising from behind, scarlet flames were burning, and a white arm of a dummy was exposed on the back post.
"How high is the temperature of your usual fire scene?"
"Tens to hundreds of degrees, it's higher near the fire source. Pay attention and nod your head."
As soon as the words fell, a beam fell in front of Nan Chu, broke in two, and dust was scattered everywhere. Nan Chu was startled, turned back on the ground, ate a mouthful of ashes, and then came back to his senses, something came from the earphone. The man smiled lowly: "Let you be careful."
"Are you watching the video?" Nan Chu got up and patted the dust off his body.
Lin Luxiao stared at the display screen, without blushing and heartbeat, and said slowly, "Brother can count."
Nan Chu went around to the back of the oil tank, smelling the heavy smoke, coughed lightly, rubbed her nose, and said in a long voice, "Oh—"
Lin Luxiao bent down and stared at the screen, hummed without emotion, and watched the person on the screen drag the dummy out from behind the oil tank and carry it on his shoulders with difficulty. The dummy was already heavy, and the little girl probably didn't expect it to be so heavy , was directly pressed to the ground, struggled to get up, and heard her spitting and complaining in the earphones why she was so heavy that she was a hundred and twenty.
The voice sounded inexplicably cute, Lin Luxiao rubbed his index finger on the tip of his nose, bowed his head and smiled without saying a word.
After a while of silence, Nan Chu deliberately said, "Just now Liu Xiahan pulled my hand."
"Well, I'll chop off his hand later." The voice was a little loose, careless, but serious.
The little girl giggled on the second frequency.
"Captain Lin, do you really like me?" After a while, Nan Chu asked in a low voice.
Lin Luxiao laughed lazily, without making a sound, someone patted him behind him, he looked back, it was Xu Yun, and smiled: "What's the matter?"
Xu Yun glanced at him lightly, then pointed back: "Meng Chu told you to go over."
Lin Luxiao took advantage of the situation to look over, and Meng Guohong's eyes were staring straight at him.
He put the walkie-talkie back on his shoulder, walked over, and stood at attention, "What's the matter?"
Meng Guohong glanced at him, pointing to the walkie-talkie on his shoulder: "Bring the walkie-talkie here."
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