Perfect Feast

A young woman, in her twenties, with a big tummy, looked scorched and traveled hard in the crowd and asked when she saw the miners coming out of it. “See Lin Libing?" “Do you know Lin Libing?”

Several women her age were also searching anxiously. “Have you seen my brother? His name is Lin Tao...” “Brother, is our mouth up yet? ”

A gray-haired, pale old lady with a crutcher pulled up and asked, "Brother, have you seen my third son? ”

Despite their fried hearts, they consciously did not rush in before the cordon of the dry police station formed a platoon of man-walls. Lin Yufen, deputy county governor of Huling County, stood at the entrance to the mine, watching this scene in front of her, her eyes moist, a crystalline teardrop felt slipping along her cheek.

What a good folk. What a good folk. God, open your eyes and bless their husbands and sons!

Lin Yufen, who has always been an atheist, couldn't help but pray in the dark in her heart for a moment. If there was such a powerful master in the underworld, she could safely send home more than a hundred lives downhole. At this moment, she would kneel down and smash her scalp at all costs.

But I don't know if it's heartless or the heavenly lord's tears. At this time, the sky is still raining heavenly.

People don't know how to rescue their loved ones, but they do realize that if it rains heavily, it won't do them any good downhole.

“Jesus Christ, please, don't rain!” With a scream of torn hearts and lungs, a man knelt, as did a group of people behind him.

Shortly thereafter, a group of black-pressed people knelt at the entrance of the mine.

Looking at the black-pressed group of people in front of him, Huang Decheng went to Lin Yufen with some anxiety and whispered: “Lin County Governor, this... so many people are kneeling here, I'm afraid it's not right..."

“I know, I know they can't do anything if they kneel down, and save lives depends on the party, on the government, on our comrades inside. If they don't see the face of their loved ones, they won't leave. Even if they go home, the pain in their hearts is worse than kneeling here...”

“Governor Lin, what should we do?” Huang Decheng asked somewhat overwhelmed. In fact, he himself knew that using the police to kill people at this time would offend people.

But what would it be like not to persuade people to kneel in front of a platoon of cops? If someone misunderstands you, you can't even speak clearly!

But now, whether it's for the safety of the central, provincial and municipal leaders inside, or to ensure the smooth running of the rescue mission, he doesn't dare to lift his guard at this time, which is really embarrassing.

The lights flashed in the distance, and I didn't know there was another rescue team coming from there.

Thinking about it, Lin Yufen rubbed a tear bead on his cheek and walked out: “Townspeople, most of you know me here. I am the managing deputy county governor of our county, and I am the daughter of Lin Jia Village who walked out. Beneath the mine, there are your relatives, there are my relatives, but we can't do much with the rain on our knees. If it helps, I'll kneel with you guys. ”

As she said, she extended her fingers to the vehicles that had been driven out of the crowd at the mine gate: "The townsfolks, it's up to the government to save lives, and the rescue teams behind us that are blocking the way. Everybody get up, ah, let them go as soon as possible, they go in a second early, they could have saved our loved ones from the bottom of the well for a second..."

Rain is still leaching underneath, and rescue efforts are still operating at high speeds. From time to time, the sounds of the distant water pumps are heard, leaving those who wait outside the door feeling hopeful.

If you drain a minute early, you can go down a minute early to save lives! While ensuring 24-hour downhole wind pressure and monitoring of downhole harmful gases, drainage, drainage and re-drainage are now the top priorities!

During the initial period of the accident, two small pumps were used to pump water from the mine, but this did not help at all, because the pumping volume was small and the water level in the wind alley remained at the level indicated by Zhong Daxiang, not a centimeter less.

In the crash rescue and rescue headquarters's improvised room of less than 30 square meters, various drawings of the forest village mine alley were affixed everywhere, and the commanders issued various instructions in a hurry.

Less than nine hours after the accident, the pumps and pipes transferred from the headquarters in the province were in place.

They race against time at an almost impossible rate. Installing a large pump typically takes a month. And here, in just one day.

They carried dozens of tons of pumps, thousands of kilograms of pump pipes in a nearly running position, running back and forth on a 25-degree slope.

People run like tight hair on a clock, but they can't help but be faster. Faster downhole, miner brothers have more hope for life.

By noon on the 24th, the light rain floating in the sky finally stopped and the drainage equipment under the responsibility of the mining industry in Renzhou was commissioned.

At 12.15 p.m. on the 24th, the drainage system began functioning normally. This was the first large drainage system formed by the convoy. The moment the black water, mixed with coal ash, erupted outside the well along a long pipeline, people's eyes lit up.

Downhole, the water beneath the rescue crew is retreating!

In the dark, Lin Libing, they had heard the outside pump buzzing, and the water level under them began to drop. From the neck, it has fallen back to reveal its shoulders...

Trapped miners realize: "This is the people who saved us, we must live on! ”

More than 40 hours have passed since the start of the shift at midnight on the 23rd. Without water, they are already thirsty and hungry.

In front of you is a swamped water tank, mixed with coal slag, drifting oil stains, to be placed in the ordinary, such water is difficult to swallow anyway. But now, to survive, they drink, spit, spit, drink...

They were hungry, fished out of the water for pieces of cardboard box downhole for explosives, encouraged each other, chewed hard, and swallowed hard.

Didn't Commander-in-Chief Zhu eat belts during the Red Army Long March? A hero of the Northeast Resistance League, who lives by eating bark and cotton. Although this stuff doesn't have much nutrition, it can even be a little dangerous to people, but if you eat it, life can be longer.

To survive, I can't care less now. Eat, eat if you can't!

They were drowsy. Sweaters, sweatpants, and cotton jackets are all cold on your body. Cold water stings your bones. Once you fall asleep, you may never wake up again. Everyone will take turns on duty and call each other at intervals.

To save power, a dozen people turned off all the lights on their heads and turned one on only when something was wrong.

The watch on the wrist is long gone, and no one knows what time it is. When the water was retreating to the waist, it was like solidifying and never retreating.

“What's going on? Has the man above stopped the rescue? We're still alive. I'm waiting for you down there to get us out of here. Please don't stop! ”

In the dark, people's emotions are almost on the verge of collapse. From hopeful to desperate, tired, thirsty and hungry people can no longer sustain themselves.

“Turn on the light... turn on the light, something touched me...” Lin Libing's hands died, grabbed the thing that just hit him, opened his mouth and screamed hard. The sound was dull and sandy, but thunderous in a dark mine.

At almost the same time, six or seven columns of light shined on Lin Libing.

Many people sighed disappointingly when they saw what Lin Libing was holding in his hand. Mine truck, it's a mine truck, and I don't know where it floats along the current. In addition to this one, which was captured by Lin Libing, there are several black ones behind it.

“Grab it! What are you doing standing there?” This is the most exciting thing that has happened to Lin Libing since he was trapped: “Since the mine floats out along the water, it proves that the water is still retreating. It's just too much water, so it's hard to retreat back to the waist. We can't feel the water level drop, we feel that the people outside gave up rescue, in fact they didn't give up...”

“Yeah, that must be it. ”

“Jump up and you might be able to float to the well head. ”

Seventeen workers hopped on four mining vehicles each and boarded the “Noah Ark”, finally getting rid of the flooding. But their joy didn't last long, and after a long distance, the water came closer and closer to the top of the alley, and slowly, the mine got stuck there and couldn't float any further.

“Don't exhale, it's not far from the wind lane, this anchor I remember is less than 30 meters from the lane. This means that the water is still going downstream, so long as we hold on, we can definitely get out.” Lin Libing encouraged everyone to curl their bodies together: “Come on, let's hold each other tighter, saving heat is saving strength...”

Everyone in every mine seemed to have no distance, and they held each other tightly together.

Lin Libing did not know that his workers were actively searching for a way out of the corridor just outside one of their walls.

When the water hit, Wang Zengtian, a 30-year-old Jihai mountain labourer, and several of his workers climbed onto a tens of square meters, high ground plane. Thereafter, the more people gathered here, and finally after counting, the number of people reached 84.

And in the adjacent belt alley, more than a dozen workers blew up a four-metre-thick seal between the two alleys. Everyone ran up to pick up coal dust and grind coal blocks, revealing a small hole in the alley wall that could only be drilled by one person. Dozens of people crawled over, 115 of them after the rendezvous.

When you see so many people, you're not afraid: even if you can't get out, you're gonna die together!