Tang Yumeng and the others were still waiting for rescue on the rooftop, unaware that the fire brigade had completely given up on the rescue. They even abandoned trying to extinguish the fire. This is because the battalion chief had anticipated a problem; using water to put out such a fierce fire might lead to an even greater disaster.
The drum tower was made of wooden structures, and the fire was so intense that once water was used, the old wood would quickly experience thermal expansion and contraction. The third floor was already burnt out, and it might collapse prematurely. Therefore, the battalion chief immediately had the headquarters bring in large dry ice trucks to extinguish the fire with dry ice.
"Secretary Tang, are we... are we going to die here?" Xiao Xue asked with a nervous face; she was almost on the verge of collapsing. Seeing that the situation seemed to be out of her control, she became even more panicked.
