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“In many places of Henan Province, extreme heavy rainfall caused the National Flood Control Headquarters to launch Level III emergency response for flood control”, “Henan Meteorological Observatory continued to issue a red warning for rainstorm”, “The National Flood Control Headquarters upgraded the emergency response for flood control to Level II”… line after line of words and report after report made everyone’s heart turn to their heart. But there is a sense of security, and they are rushing to Henan with all their might. They are the firefighters rushing to rescue at night.
They fought against the “flood devil”. In the rainstorm, their figures were moving. The strength of fire fighters drove away the haze over the city and warmed every wet heart. Mud wrapped around their pants legs, sweat soaked through their backs, they held hands and jumped into the surging flood by the crumbling embankment, transforming into the “Green Great Wall”; When everyone was fleeing, they bravely went against the tide, fearing that someone might fall behind. They knocked on the door one by one, shouting over and over again, “Is anyone there? Is anyone there?” At the escalator on the first floor of the outpatient building of the Huazhong Cardiovascular Hospital in Fuwai, Zhengzhou City, Henan Province, they firmly fixed the boat, held, carried, and transported the patient to a safe area. Although the hospital is still a few kilometers away, their strength ignited the hope of patients and medical staff; When transferring trapped people, they use their shoulders as a ladder, their backs as the ground, and their bodies as a life passage for pregnant women
They soaked their feet until they turned pale, sleeping on the spot by the wall, with the sky as their blanket and the ground as their bedding; Sweat soaked noodles and quickly poured them into my mouth. They broke through the rain, chopping through the waves, making it difficult to put on and take off rescue equipment, and their legs were soaked for an unknown amount of time. They stood upside down to clear the mud and water from their pants. The mud and water pouring from their pants legs rushed straight towards their faces.
Firefighters are not only soldiers who charge into the fire, but also heroes in flood control and emergency rescue. Whenever there is a crisis, the orange color brings infinite warmth and hope.
In the face of disaster, they stepped forward, “braved the wind and waves”, walked towards danger, and gave their all. Amidst the mud and water, stars and moon adorn the sky. In times of danger, lights are lit and night battles are fought. The riverbank is racing against time, and a hundred miles of reinforcements run through the night. Wherever there is danger, there are orange figures. All the imaginations of the heroes in the movie are blended into oil paint, outlining the battlefield on the front line of flood control with each stroke.
They are draped in orange wings, holding onto the boat of hope, day and night, sleeping tirelessly, and going wherever there is a need. Quietly, they came, fearless of wind and rain, rushing for help urgently; Quietly, they left before dawn, without saying goodbye.