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On the fifth day of the Mountain Fire's rampage, the night of the decisive battle quietly descended. The raging flames resembled a colossal beast, mercilessly devouring everything in its path. The fire continued to blaze fiercely, gradually spreading as if nothing could halt its advance.
Based on the current rate of fire spread, if effective measures were not taken to contain it, this terrifying disaster could very well breach the last line of defense—the Isolation Zone—tonight. That zone, once filled with hope to stop the fire's spread, was now facing unprecedented pressure and severe challenges.
In the early morning, I slowly opened my eyes. Before I had fully awakened, a wave of excited voices reached my ears: Good news! The section of the Isolation Zone we were responsible for has finally been completed! This sudden announcement instantly wiped away my sleepiness, and I sat up with a jolt.
After so many days of hard work and struggle, looking at the completed Isolation Zone filled me with a sense of accomplishment and pride. However, the mission was not yet over; there was still some consolidation work that needed to be done. So, after a brief rest to adjust ourselves, we dove back into our busy tasks.
Compared to yesterday, today’s workload had noticeably decreased, and the difficulty seemed to have lessened as well. Nevertheless, no one let their guard down; everyone remained focused and meticulous in completing their tasks. After all, any small detail could impact the quality and safety of the entire Isolation Zone.
As time passed, more volunteers joined us. Some brought fresh drinking water and food to replenish our energy; others quickly integrated into our team, helping to transport wood or assist in securing facilities. With their help, our progress became smoother, and the atmosphere on site grew increasingly lively.
Time flew by, and before I knew it, it was noon. Considering that there were other tasks to handle in the afternoon, I leisurely made my way toward the assembly point below.
Upon arriving at the assembly point, lunch boxes were already being distributed. It was a scorching summer day; the heat was unbearable, and the air felt almost stagnant. After receiving a steaming lunch box, I managed to take a couple of bites but lost my appetite due to the oppressive heat and ultimately set aside the remaining food.
Just as I was about to stand up and stretch my legs, I suddenly felt someone gently tap my shoulder. Instinctively looking up, I was astonished to see an old comrade from my military days! Surprise flooded over me as I quickly asked, "Hey! Brother, what are you doing here?" He grinned widely and replied, "They called for veterans on the street! As soon as I heard about it, I signed up right away!" With that, we stood there chatting animatedly.
However, it wasn't long before I heard teammates calling from a distance. Turning around, I saw them waving at me to come over. After hastily bidding farewell to my comrade, I hurriedly jogged over to my teammates. They informed me that a leader had just come by to assign everyone afternoon work tasks.
Upon hearing this, I understood immediately. The leader had told us that our main task for the afternoon was to further consolidate and organize supplies in the Isolation Zone. Once I grasped the specifics of our mission, I nodded at my teammates to indicate my understanding and then turned around to call out loudly for everyone else as we prepared to dive into another round of intense work.
After careful consideration, we devised a detailed plan: first, we would transport various supplies to designated points. Among these supplies, water-based fire extinguishers were predominant. Additionally, there were essential items needed for logistical support such as vital medications and drinking water necessary for survival.
Once everything was ready, I began organizing everyone into action. I instructed everyone to line up neatly while maintaining a distance of about one to two meters apart. Then we officially commenced passing along supplies; each person carefully received items from those ahead before slowly passing them on to the next person. However, when we reached a particularly steep section of terrain, we encountered unexpected difficulties—many supplies got stuck here and could not proceed further. Faced with this sudden situation, we had no choice but to temporarily stack these obstructed supplies together.
Before long, what had once been an empty hillside was now piled high with various supplies resembling a small mountain! It was densely packed and layered upon itself—an impressive sight that left us in awe.
Clearly, our previous method of slow but orderly supply transfer could no longer be implemented here. As this realization struck me, my mind raced as I considered how best to respond.
Without hesitation, I decisively changed our transportation strategy! Turning around towards those busy around me, I shouted: "Everyone listen up! We can't continue with our original method! Let's work together and use our strength to move these supplies up the slope!"
Upon hearing my call-to-action, everyone paused momentarily before responding enthusiastically. They quickly gathered together with determination in their eyes as they prepared for this new challenge.
Yet each person understood that relying solely on human power for transporting supplies would undoubtedly consume significant time and energy. At this critical moment, there seemed no other option available. Thus no one complained or hesitated; everyone gritted their teeth and united in this arduous battle.
And so we tirelessly shuttled back and forth along this route. Time ticked away until it was around four or five in the afternoon. The sun gradually tilted westward as its rays fell upon each weary yet resolute figure.
Due to our extended hours of intense labor without respite, leadership decided it was time for everyone to temporarily withdraw and rest. Consequently, people began making their way down towards the Isolation Zone below. When they finally reached the foot of the mountain, they exchanged glances at each other's dusty faces and couldn't help but tease one another.
One person laughed: "Look at us! We look like we've just escaped from a battlefield!" Another chimed in: "No kidding! But making it this far is no small feat!" Laughter echoed among the crowd.
However not everyone could remain here; some volunteers were simply too exhausted beyond their limits and had no choice but to leave early. What was touching was that many volunteers resolutely chose to stay put; they firmly believed that their efforts would ultimately lead to victory.
Moreover at that moment another wave of energetic new volunteers continuously ascended the mountain. They marched forward with determined steps; their eyes reflected fearlessness and resolve as if they intended to trample all obstacles underfoot. This influx of new strength revitalized our somewhat fatigued team while instilling confidence and courage in everyone present.
At that moment, the Fire Demon stained half the sky red. Night was about to fall, and dinner time was approaching, yet people were too preoccupied to notice their rumbling stomachs, for a terrifying Mountain Fire was raging.
From a distance, the blazing flames resembled a demon with its mouth wide open, mercilessly devouring everything around it. The flickering flames seemed to mock humanity's insignificance and helplessness, instilling fear in our hearts. This horrifying scene was only a few meters away, with thick smoke blotting out the sun and a choking stench filling the air, making it difficult to breathe.
As I watched the approaching Mountain Fire, a heavy gloom settled over me, as if a thousand-pound boulder pressed down on my chest, leaving me gasping for air. Just as I was consumed by worry, suddenly, a dense crowd surged forth from who knows where. Some carried fire extinguishers and hurried along; others held boxes of bottled water, their faces etched with urgency. In an instant, the once silent forest erupted into chaos, with shouts and clamor intertwining to create a tense yet exhilarating symphony.
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