"Co, co! Take a seat, take a seat!"
"Captain Fang, long ti no see!"
"Chief Deng, long ti no see! What about Zeng Jieyi?"
"He went to the Military Academy last year! He called and said he heard many stories about you at school and asked us to toast to our legendary senior... This is Instructor Fu!"
"Instructor Fu, hello!"
Half an hour later, at the seafood stall, the Firefighting had booked the entire hall.
The lively atmosphere reached its peak after the arrival of the Second Squadron.
A long table made by joining seven or eight tables spanned the entire hall, with clams, abalones, scallops, crabs, and other seafood sizzling in large tal dishes, bubbling and steaming, while smaller plates held fish and sea urchins.
The aroma was intoxicating.
After greeting everyone from the Special Duty team in Changsha, Fang Huai looked at his watch, and it was already 6 o’clock.
He then turned to the soldiers of the Second Squadron and said, "Hurry up and eat! We have plans after this!"
The Second Squadron, having eaten only instant noodles and bread rolls at the service area, couldn’t wait any longer. They quickly took their seats and began eating with the voracity typical of new recruits.
"Ah... this is what real seafood is like! It slls so fresh just by the scent!"
"Hey? Chen Zhenghai, so the seafood I treat you to usually isn’t fresh or authentic, right? Next ti I’m treating, you’re not eating! Go stand guard!"
Fang Huai scolded, and Chen Zhenghai, who was just about to eat a piece of clam, was stunned. His mind raced, and he imdiately started inspecting the piece about to enter his mouth. Then, earnestly, he said:
"...What I an is, this seafood looks just like what Captain Fang treats us to! Definitely authentic! This seafood must have been brought from Guangxi, right?"
"Hahaha...."
...
anwhile, thirty kiloters away.
Located at the southern tip of the Liaodong Peninsula, on the southwest side of Dayao Bay Street in the Dalian New Port.
The port, planned to transport 15 million tons of oil annually, is the country’s largest deep-water oil port with the deepest water level. Each year, millions of tons of Daqing crude oil are shipped from here to dostic and international destinations.
A maintenance squad leader wearing a safety helt was performing an inspection with an apprentice and a technician, walking and pointing at a large ship in the distance:
"That’s the Liberian oil tanker, ’Cosmic Gem,’ a 284,000-ton oil tanker. The oil pipeline here is 900 milliters, and the one next to it is 700 milliters. They are now transferring oil to our port, supposedly with 153,000 tons of crude oil imported from Venezuela, which is next going to..."
The new apprentice nodded repeatedly, gazing at the huge ship and the massive oil transfer platform.
Suddenly the technician frowned, recalling sothing, and said with so concern:
"Squad Leader Shi, do you rember the E-1007D pipe rack flange we repaired a few days ago? When you have a mont, you should ntion it to the higher-ups; it might leak oil."
The squad leader clicked his tongue, "Old Tang, don’t bring that up again. On the 13th and 14th, we had people tighten it twice already, the gasket is deford from the compression, and the purchasing standards are not up to par, the sealing doesn’t et the standards. It should really be the production new area’s technical departnt that follows up with the purchasing leadership about this. According to the standards, the floating head and the pipe rack interior have a partition, and the gasket should be machined as a whole piece!"
But, ntioning "the purchasing leadership," both n fell silent for a mont.
Just then, the young apprentice suddenly pointed toward the west and exclaid:
"Master! It seems like there’s smoke over there!"
At this remark, both n were startled and looked up.
Squad Leader Shi focused his eyes and imdiately shouted, "Not good! The heat exchanger area! The heat exchanger area is on fire!"
The two n quickly ran toward the area.
At that mont, the steel pipeline, welded and 900 milliters in diater, started to twist irregularly.
Seeing this, Squad Leader Shi’s eyes widened, and he cried out:
"The pressure is rising!! Run!!!"
The three n bolted, but before they had run far, suddenly a spark burst from the pipeline, and a large amount of crude oil mixed with hydrogen sulfide desulfurizer spurted out. Air got into the pipe, and the combustible mixture inside began leaking and burning back along the pipeline.
The smoke thickened instantly.
The three continued to frantically run another two hundred ters before Squad Leader Shi, gasping for air, shouted at the apprentice:
"Call, call, call the factory office! Have the factory fire brigade co quickly!"
"Oh, okay!"
The apprentice was still shaken, fumbling with his cell phone while responding, but Technician Tang grabbed him and shook his head insistently, saying:
"The factory fire brigade won’t be enough! Call 119 directly!"
The three were as anxious as ants on a hot pan, but the fire grew more urgent than their expressions.
"Boom!!....."
It felt like an earthquake.
No, it was an explosion on the east side of the pipelines.
In monts of extre danger, ti beca critical.
...
PM, 18:08.
"Wu...."
Dagushan Squadron, the closest unit with 5 fire trucks, received the assignnt from the Command Center, turned on the alarm bell, and swiftly approached.
Everyone aboard wore anxious expressions.
Dalian New Port, barely 2.7 kiloters away in a straight line, was a focal point within their jurisdiction, and they were well aware of its interior.
The international storage and transport company’s crude oil tank area alone had a storage capacity of 1.85 million cubic ters, and with refined oil storage, benzene, toluene, and other hazardous chemical containers amounting to 120,000 cubic ters on the east side near the South Sea Tank Area, there were 12 additional large oil storage tanks each with a capacity of 100,000 cubic ters.
"Instructor! There’s been an explosion over there, a single squadron might not handle it, right?"
Sitting next to the leading cadre, the Communication Officer couldn’t help but whisper quietly.
The cadre, who had been staring ahead blankly, finally snapped out of the paralyzing reverie that big dangers often provoke, picked up the new dispatch sheet in his hand, looked over the stored information and ergency plans for the New Port Tank Area, and his right eyelid twitched. Sensing the heavy atmosphere in the truck, he still forced a smile to stabilize morale.
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