147 Trapped!

A firetruck stopped. Few men in bunkers descended down in seconds. The ones around swarmed around a man who appeared to be captain of the crew.

They handed him the blueprint of the site. His eyes swept through the place.

"What's the situation?"

"No deaths, 12 injured." His face changed on hearing it. No loss of life, the scene is not as bad as he imagined it to be. Deaths are not pretty.

"Trapped?"

They were rescuing victims; Most of them were construction workers. Fortunately, many were on lunch break, many escaped the tragedy.

"Sir, we got everyone out. except one." With some uncertainty, a fireman came running to them and informed.

"What are you waiting for? Get him out," Gritting his teeth, the captain shouted.

"He is buried under debris in the basement."

"Where is Reeya?" The girl was not here? She always had the best ideas to rescue people. He himself didn't realize how dependent he was on her. In any case, she was important part of the team.

At this point, a girl came running to them.

"Be on time." The captain pointed at her and berated her. She had to admit she was at fault. It's the matter of mere seconds for everything to go out of control. Her colleague passed her the clothes and helmet.

"Go check on the man."

Firemen entered the scene, Reeya followed them. The man got trapped in the basement.

After a few seconds, a sharp scream penetrated the ears of those outsides through the pager. It was loud, sending anybody who heard it in blind.

"How is it?" the leader anxiously asked.

"Conscious. His leg is trapped under a large beam. We can't pull him out.," he reported the condition.

When they tried to drag him out, he roared in pain.

"The place?"

"It won't last long." The roof caved in, the dust rained as it could fall anytime. The emergency personnel tried to dig debris around his leg, but it took a lot of time. They couldn't wait long.

"Lift the beam…"

"That could make entire basement collapse." Hearing the news, the captain frowned. It was a small chance that couldn't be eliminated.

"Amputate the leg?" At this point, it was a better option. From his experience he knew in such situations time is the most crucial factor.

"He's not willing Sir." Reeya's voice held a trace of distress.

"Support bars…. Set them." Again, they had to do something. The captain massaged his forehead to think of something. He was placed in a dilemma. The reason the man refused didn't matter; he had the right to decide. It was up to them to make the further choice of the course of their action.

"The wall supporting ceiling had collapsed we need an airbag and lift the beam," Reeya declared her resolution.