Seeing Zhang Kun's sudden change in expression, he heard Zhang Kun's roar again.

Fan Dayong instinctively followed Zhang Kun's gaze and saw the appearance of the blue flame.

Fan Dayong had no time to change his face, and in an instant, he picked up the old man on the ground and hugged him tightly, followed behind Zhang Kun, and ran towards the distance at the fastest speed in his life.

The blue flame began to burn along the leaking gasoline towards the large oil tank.

Zhang Kun held the unconscious driver, Fan Dayong held the old man, and the two fled in the opposite direction.

At this moment, they were racing against the flames and against the god of death.

Zhang Kun and Fan Dayong had just run out ten meters, and the flames had burned halfway between the bus and the large oil tanker.

When Zhang Kun and Fan Dayong ran out less than fifteen meters, the flames came to the big oil tank.

When Zhang Kun and Fan Dayong ran out twenty meters, the entire large oil tank had instantly caught fire, and violent flames soared into the sky.

Then, when Zhang Kun and Fan Dayong ran to thirty meters again, a shocking sound suddenly came from behind them.

With the deafening explosion, a huge wave of air rushed from behind.

Zhang Kun and Fan Dayong, who were running, were instantly knocked out by the waves of rushing in the air and soared into the air.

Zhang Kun's face turned red and his chest was filled with depression.

He was washed out, four or five meters long, and then landed on the ground, and was about to fall to the point of falling to eat shit, and the driver in Zhang Kun's arms was about to land first.

Zhang Kun barely put a little on the ground, and in an instant, Zhang Kun's whole body turned over in the air.

Finally, Zhang Kun groaned, his back hit the ground first, and the driver who was held in his arms fell on him.

With his body as buffer, the driver who fell again finally did not suffer a second injury.

However, Fan Dayong next to him did not have Zhang Kun's skills, but Fan Dayong hugged the old man tightly with both hands and feet, body and even head to protect the old man in his arms.

At the moment of landing, Fan Dayong smashed his hands and feet hard on the ground. With great friction, Zhang Kun even saw that Fan Dayong's military uniform was torn apart.

However, therefore, the old man finally did not suffer much harm.

After landing, Zhang Kun also followed Fan Dayong's appearance, turned over and covered the unconscious driver under his body.

A violent explosion, deafening sound, and a powerful impact.

Zhang Kun only felt that his eardrum was under a strong impact, and his back was aching, and his mind was even more confused.

Until the sound waves stopped and the impact was gone, Zhang Kun and Fan Dayong remained motionless.

After a while, a burst of rapid footsteps came faintly in front of him. Zhang Kun felt someone coming to him, someone helping him up, and someone lifted the unconscious driver up.

Zhang Kun looked up and saw that it was a person wearing a police uniform. He looked a bit like a traffic police uniform, but not like it. There were several people next to Fan Dayong.

"Walk!"

A policeman said loudly in Zhang Kun's ear. Zhang Kun turned his head in a daze, but he didn't come back to his senses for a moment what he was saying.

However, when he felt the police who was supporting him walking forward, Zhang Kun instinctively walked with the flow.

After walking for dozens of meters, Zhang Kun shook his head fiercely and his consciousness began to slowly recover. He turned his head and looked at him. Two policemen on both sides of him were supporting him, and the driver he rescued was being carried behind by a policeman.

Later, Fan Dayong was also supported by someone. The old man with a leg injury seemed to have suffered a little injury in the explosion. He was already in a coma and was carried by a policeman.

I walked dozens of meters along the way, and then slowly stood a group of people on the side of the road, all kinds of car owners on the highway.

Everyone looked quietly at Zhang Kun and Fan Dayong who were supported by the police. At some point, as the first person clapped his palms, everyone began to applaud vigorously.

With a burst of applause, a rapid sirens came from the highway emergency lane.

Although the siren of the public security, firefighters and ambulances are basically the same, there will be obvious differences when listening carefully.

Especially after working in the central hospital for two years, Zhang Kun immediately heard the sound of an ambulance.

Then the sirens were getting closer and closer, and the crowd quickly parted. Several medical workers immediately ran over with stretchers.

They first took the driver and the old man on the back of the two policemen, carefully placed it on the stretcher, and then quickly ran towards the ambulance behind, which contained various first aid tools.

The other two quickly ran to Zhang Kun and Fan Dayong, checked Zhang Kun and Fan Dayong's pupils, breathing, pulse, and heartbeat. Then they nodded to the policeman next to them, indicating that they were not injured, and then turned around and ran towards the ambulance behind them.

The two patients were obviously seriously injured and must be rescued quickly.

Afterwards, the four policemen who supported Zhang Kun and Fan Dayong sent the two to the end of the crowd. In front of a police car, they carefully leaned on the highway guardrail to rest. After confirming that there was no problem with the two, the four policemen left.

Such a big car accident happened, and there were too many things that needed to be dealt with on the scene, soothing the crowd, arranging traffic, keeping the emergency lanes open, etc.

However, before leaving, the four policemen nodded to Zhang Kun and Fan Dayong with a smile, and one of them gave a thumbs up.

Zhang Kun and Fan Dayong leaned on the guardrail to rest. After a while, the highway traffic police brought their luggage over.

After the traffic police left, Zhang Kun and Fan Dayong had slowly begun to recover after these few minutes of rest.

Fan Dayong took the travel bag next to him, then took out a dark green military pot from it, Fan Dayong opened it, and then took a sip.

After drinking, Fan Dayong slowly let out a breath and handed the kettle to Zhang Kun: "Drink some, calm down."

Zhang Kun smiled bitterly and waved his hand: "Thank you, I won't drink."

Fan Dayong was stunned and then smiled and said, "It's not wine, just water, mineral water, and alcohol, you can't pass the security check."

Zhang Kun was stunned, then remembered, then nodded, took Fan Dayong's kettle, and raised his head.

It was indeed just water, but after drinking it, Zhang Kun's heart seemed to gradually calm down.

After taking two sips, Zhang Kun handed the kettle back to Fan Dayong.

Fan Dayong took it and then smiled and said, "Are you afraid just now?"

Zhang Kun turned his head and looked at Fan Dayong, without answering, and asked back, "What about you, are you afraid?"

Fan Dayong did not expect that Zhang Kun would not answer the question, slowly leaned against the guardrail, thought for a while, then smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I'm afraid, how could I not be afraid?"

Zhang Kun shrugged, remembering the moment when the big oil tank exploded just now. Although it was safe now, even if you just think about it, Zhang Kun couldn't help but feel scared.

Just now, I almost disappeared.

However, after a while of silence, Zhang Kun suddenly said, "Since you are afraid, why do you still have to go?"

Anyone with discerning eyes knows that it is only a matter of time before a large oil tank explodes.

"I am a soldier." Fan Dayong whispered without a trace of hesitation.

"Aren't soldiers human?" Zhang Kun asked again.

Fan Dayong was stunned, turned his head to look at Zhang Kun, then laughed in a low voice, shook his head: "It's different."

"Why is it different?" Zhang Kun asked again.

Soldiers are also human beings. As long as they are human beings, they will feel fear and other emotions.

Survival is the most basic instinct of all human beings.

Fan Dayong was silent. After a long time, Fan Dayong turned his head and looked at Zhang Kun with a smile on his face.

"Just like the four words you said before, soldiers are preferred."

“This is not only our right, but our obligations and responsibilities.”

Fan Dayong turned his head, leaned his back on the guardrail, and then recited it softly and sang.

"Fighting fires and saving people, soldiers are preferred!"

"Flood fighting and rescue, soldiers are preferred!"

"Soldiers are given priority to earthquake relief!"

"Defend the country, soldiers are preferred!"
Chapter completed!