Chemistry

PM 9: 32 - Jo

- Yes, Doctor. The Situation Room is being redecorated in the parking lot by the recreational entrance. I'll figure out the scale of the wildfires and join the headquarters.

Miles of communication was also heard from Jungwoo who was wearing the headset.

When I flew here from Seoul, I also heard communication with the Forest Service and police and military officials, and I knew that Jungwoo was going around a bit.

A few hours ago, a wildfire was found in a recreational forest near the castle. The fire department and the Forest Service's evolution team were the first to evolve.

However, the dense forest topography and dry weather overlapped the wildfires. The fire department commander and commander Miles, who had extensive experience in disaster incidents, was therefore sent.

“Coming soon! Rescue team! Keep your eyes open and keep your eyes on the ground! ”

Miles shouts to the six men in the back seat.

A helicopter flew over the dark terrain, then over a mountain.

“Hehe.”

Jungwoo swallowed his groaning unknowingly.

A forest full of rising flames and thick smoke.

This area of intense heat was indeed Abigail.

Even in a helicopter far away, the smell of a sharpening neck was caught in the feeling that the warm body would burn.

Cheers.

- Ma'am. Smoke makes it hard to see the front.

In the helicopter pilot's report, Milesu flies his finger to the outskirts to send a signal.

- Search Light!

The lamppost shines a burning tree on its trunk. A fiery flame follows the branch next to it.

“Hell, hell. ”

The number of miles that murmured with a serious look spread the terrain. Checking the area where the flames spread with the pen, the smoke frowns, obscuring its vision.

“Damn it. This is why we can't figure out where the torches are and where the fuel lines are. ”

The scouting continues and Miles continues to fill his tongue. The soot and smoke covered the entire mountain, making it hard to see. Even looking down from the sky, you can't see it with your eyes.

- Fly higher!

Screaming at the comms, the helicopter rises in altitude.

I hope I can help you. ’

Jungwoo turned to the landscape and forest fire area for miles and asked the communicator.

- What exactly is a combustion line?

- The line of fire. Wildfires like this have limits to direct evolution. It's the only time I've ever spilled a helicopter. We need to predict where the spread is, then dig ditches and cut down trees. We can stop the fire.

Identifying the direction of fire movement to build a solid defense line. Miles was planning it on the initial reconnaissance.

‘It's really important. ’

I closed my eyes and opened my eyes, keeping my gaze at the bottom, which was all smoke.

No, thank you.

Infrared field of view that can sense temperature.

Through the layer of smoke, the wavelength of the flames emitting heat on the ground was detected.

- Sir, the valley ramp. There's more fire than anywhere else. There's a line.

- Where?

Jungwoo places one point with his fingers outside the window.

- Over there.

A sudden flame flashes through the smoke and disappears.

Mileso tilts his head and keeps staring, but he finds a line of flames that spreads semi-circular down the valley only after the helicopter has cleared its field of view.

- Yeah, for real.

Lots of gusts. The flames dance.

As Jungwoo gestured outside the window on the other side, Miles' gaze turned toward the endpoint.

- I know, I smell like fire.

The number of miles that finished recording on the terrain diagram was admired and tapped the shoulder of Jungwoo. I knocked lightly, but Jungwoo slammed into the helicopter door and came back.

- It hurts!

- Haha, I'm glad you brought him. We have weather experts at our countermeasures meetings. Jungwoo, you can smell the wind, right? Analyze it together. We need to consult the defense line.

- I thought you were on fire counseling.

You will be punished if you do not take advantage of the firefighters from heaven. Rookie, isn't it?

Jungwoo, who was sitting next to me, looks at Jungwoo's eyes and nods with a naïve expression. And he said to the communicator,

- In my mind, Mr. Jungwoo is still a teacher.

Milesu raised his thumb to say well answered.

You see, the chick that just crawled into the precinct knows Limited Woo. You're a man born for firefighting.

- My mother didn't say that.

Since I knew how many miles I wanted to float without needling my mouth, Jung coldly turned his head out of the window.

- There's a spot of turbulence. Looks like it's going to spread soon.

- Where?

While the helicopter was rotating heavily over the wildfire area, Milesu used Jungwoo's help to draw a more accurate view of the flaming terrain than was captured with a thermal camera.

- Oh, it's like an eighth ridge, not a ninth. It's just below the rock.

Jungwoo grabbed Miles' hand and moved the pen to his side. The number of miles marked the spot and the direction of progress, then smiled at Jungwoo.

- Did you just hold my hand? It's warm.

- Don't keep doing that.

Jungwoo quickly takes off his hands and turns his eyes under the helicopter.

We took a big detour, and finally we started scouring far and wide.

Wait, what about that? ’

The figure had a significantly lower temperature between the blazing flames. I was paying more attention to the appearance of the person.

Two people who are spreading something towards the flames. The temperature was high on all sides, making the shape even more plump.

- Sir, there's a man down there.

- I'm sorry?

I was surprised by the mileage, so I put my forehead against the window and looked down.

- I don't see him.

It gives you the embarrassing look of not being able to see through smoke and flames.

- I saw you spraying drugs with the fire extinguisher.

- You're suppressing them?

Miles continued to operate the comms with his eyes on the direction Jungwoo was pointing.

- Castle Situation Room. Situation room, over.

Cheers.

- Yes, this is the head of Castle 119.

- Have you heard any reports of anyone being trapped in the fire? It's one kilometer northwest of the recreational forests.

- You're where we and the Forest Service both evacuated an hour ago. We've completed our return, and we haven't received any reports of any casualties except for a report of wildfire.

Call me as soon as you hear anything else.

After finishing the communication, Jungwoo asked how many miles he met.

- Two?

- Yes, sir.

- Evolution has at least seven people on the move. He's got a walkie. Nobody goes in there without an order.

- That's right.

A genius fire fighter from heaven said, but the decision to deploy people to that dangerous place required more reliable information. That's why Miles opened his eyes wide and looked where Jungwoo was pointing.

- Why can't you see me? My vision is 2.0.

Jungwoo's gaze remained on the two figures that were trapped in the flames. I don't have time to talk about things that depend on someone's life.

- Mr. Pildu. Is there any water on this helicopter?

Jungjoo quickly opened the box next to the first aid kit and brought out the bottled water.

- Thank you, sir.

Jungwoo soaked in a handkerchief pretended to wipe his neck with it, then shrugged down and put it in the pocket with the backup battery.

- Sir, if we find out, we can save him, right?

- Of course you do.

Jungwoo put his hand in his pocket. Parker, there's a noise, but no one's heard the helicopter.

Cheers.

- Ten minutes to fuel. We need to move quickly.

Milesu nods, knowing the pilot's voice.

Meanwhile, Jungwoo fires a large cluster of lightning bolts through the small crack in the helicopter window. The lightning bolt that swept out was scattered everywhere by the helicopter propeller.

Voodoo!

Toxic substances, including carbon monoxide, were adsorbed in scattered individual lightning resulting in so-called smoke purification.

- Huh? - Yeah.

The number of miles of eyes that I was watching below grew. It was because the arm of someone fighting with a fire extinguisher appeared and disappeared.

- It's a person!

Is that what I saw?

Jungwoo took off his shirt and asked.

Miles raised his voice towards those who had lost sight of the smoke once again.

- Crazy bastards. Why did you crawl into the middle of it?

Jungwoo was relieved that a reliable fire brigade was coming to rescue them. At that moment, Milsoo turned his head back and shouted.

“Prepare to drop! ”

“Ready!”

Six of the Central Fire and Rescue teams, sitting in the back of the helicopter, immediately put their personal equipment on their backs.

‘What, that's where you're going? ’

Jungwoo asked Miles.

- What are you gonna do?

- This place is gonna be swarming. The cavalry that will move through that fire is now over the colonel. There's a good chance he won't last that long. You have to give me at least a fire extinguisher.

It wasn't a fireman's judgment, but even Jungwoo saw that they were in jeopardy. Miles initiated an instruction via a communicator to the rescue team leader, who was preparing to descend.

- Jae-ho! We're building a first line of defense at 500 meters south, so lead the isolators there.

- Aye, aye, Captain. I haven't been able to locate the survivor yet.

- I'm on the radio upstairs. Pilot, how many minutes?

Cheers.

We need to get to the supply station at least three minutes in advance.

Miles sighed deeply.

- We have to do this the right way. Direction only to avoid burning lines to low fuel · ·

Pibbybicks.

The energy spills to the vicinity, pulling the pilot's nest. The helicopter rises rapidly with a warning sound.

“Ugh! ”

Jungwoo felt a gravitational anomaly worse than a roller coaster and secured his seat belt. It was a continuum of situations that would fall apart, even the slightest shaking.

- Jungwoo, are you okay?

- Yes.

Other firefighters have not changed their faces since they were used to feeling this way.

- You're not gonna puke, are you?

- Not that much.

Miles who encouraged Jungwoo to tap his shoulder turned his head out of the window and became embarrassed.

- Dude, we lost the isolators. Pilot, turn the search light around!

I raised my fingertips to a place without the strength to make this sound.

- Over there.

- Uh-huh. Yeah, I see it. Wow, Jungwoo, you have such a pretty face. Professional. Professional.

Rescue Team Leader Kim Jae-ho asked Milsoo.

Captain, what's the location of Mr. Jungwoo?

- On the slopes. I can't even tell if there's a slope in sight.

- I'll go down and look for him.

- Wait, two minutes. Keep your eyes on the target. Ugh, if it's not a countermeasure, I'm going.

Miles is handing the horse over to the Rescue Team Leader, but his gaze remains fixed on Jungwoo and he gives him desperate energy.

- It'll be a lot easier to identify the isolator if this leads to someone you can trust. Look like a ghost in the flames. Together, we'll rescue them quickly.

Jungwoo, who could not escape the energy, said.

- I'm a civilian. Don't believe too much.

You can't just throw away a 20-year-old veteran firefighter.

- No matter how you walk in the fire.

Mileso pushes the fire jacket underneath his feet with his fingertips.

- This is top-notch. Special supply.

- You really want me to go?

- You make your choice. For your information, this rescue team is the world's most elite fighter who won gold medals at the Fire Olympics last year. They'll survive anywhere you throw them. Just for the record. The super firefighters can cover for you.

Kim Jae-ho ‘Huh?’ and turned on the communicator.

- Captain, not our gold medal, but bronze.

The palm of Miles' lightning bolt closed his mouth.

Conflicting Jungwoo saw one of the terrestrial figures fall down the slopes and roll the floor.

‘Oops. ’

Jungwoo picks up the fire jacket reflectively and asks.

- Ma'am. Tell me the truth. You called me a medical firefighter, not a chemical advisor, right?

- Fuck.

As Jungwoo put on his coat, the number of miles that filled the buttons together turned to the foreman.

Get ready, too. Your job is to protect the isolator, not the structure, but the only chemist here in the country.

- Yes, sir!

Glug.

The doors of the helicopter open, and ropes drop over the open terrain. The icy wind pushes the spicy smoke into the helicopter, and everyone on the inside frowns instantly.

In between, Miles wrapped the rope around Jungwoo's waist.

- Take good care of our men. Meet me at the defensive line.

Milsoo pulled the communicator out of Jungwoo's head when he was ready to go down and put a safety helmet that said, "Watch out for the fire." Then press the switch on the pulley unit.

“Ahhhh!”

Jungwoo sits on the ground screaming. I've never taken a single jump before, but today was the second time I've gone airborne.

The first helicopter ride in my life was a series of accidents that seemed to be traumatic enough that the word 'Anta again’ popped up.

Rescuers descend into the air by Jungwoo's side and settle down. He gently lowered his head to the pale face of Jungwoo and loosened the rope.

“Phew, I'm ashamed. I've had two shootouts. ”

“Helicopter rifles require a lot of training. ”

With a smile, Jungwoo reaches out one of the bags he was holding.

“There are gloves and flame retardant masks inside. ”

While Jungwoo was carrying the bag with his personal equipment set on his back, Rescue Team Leader Kim Jae-ho approached.

“I think the slope is that way, right? ”

“Oh · · wait a minute. ”

Jungwoo casts his gaze toward the flaming forest. Once I closed my eyes, the wavelength of the infrared area where heat was emitting was detected.

“A little more to the right. And as I was coming down, I saw one collapse, and the other guy was blocking the fire in front of him. ”

Of course, it was not a glimpse, but a scene that appeared in real time.

Kim Jae-ho nodded, shouting to the rescue team.

“Evolutionary Packers Lead the Way! Assemble the rest of the forks! Mr. Qingwoo moves with the lead in the center of the formation. ”

Two men carrying fire evolution equipment with CO + pressure vessels walked ahead first. Subsequently, the men with the forks and shovels stood around Jungwoo and began to move.

Gaaaah!

A flame ignited in the direction of progress and the anti-fire agent was sprayed. The crew who shoved the spark away sent you a sign that it was cleared.

Jungwoo was walking in a world that was completely different from looking down at the sky. Instead of watching where and how wildfires are coming from, I was prepared for which direction the flames were coming from.

During the walk, you see massive shifts of wind and dust. My hair stood still.

“Stop!”

Jungwoo's shout stops the two leading men from flinching.

Front 10m.

The flames and flames collide against each other, raising a pillar of fire with an unimaginable boom. It was a cluster of gases caught in the rising tide.

“Whoa. ”

I wiped my chest with the expression that the crew had lived for ten years.

“This direction is closer to the combustion line, so we should bypass it. ”

“You heard Jungwoo, right? Turn!”

Kim Jae-ho's voice turned and sprayed a digestive medication.

It's been done many times in less than 10 minutes. Jungwoo's guidance in the jungle became an absolute directional lamp, beyond the level of gaining the trust of the rescue team.

“Watch your left! ”

The hood thunders and branches pour down like rain. The movement proceeds with a protective face, as the armor is not pierced.

“Oww, I can't breathe. ”

“Do you need some water? ”

“It's okay, Mr. Pildu. It's worth it."

Jung walking without frowning, breathing heavily while walking in line with the footsteps of ordinary firefighters with physical training. I could not help but admire the fact that the helicopter was so strong that the chemist who was so afraid became the bravest in front of the much more dangerous flame.

“I think we're almost there. ”

Jungwoo cries out, seeing the radiant figure beyond the flames.

“Hey!"

Sound doesn't convey well in the wind. Jung pushes the auxiliary batteries into the gloves, and breathes deeply into the air with a pulse of sound.

"Interview: Jung Pil-doo"

“I believe so. Someone's courage can bring tomorrow to some. In that sense, Jungwoo's choice that day was brave enough. ”

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