He runs a few steps more while the blood spouts from his neck like a fountain.” (Remarque 115) That was caused by a fire that lifted 100 yards. The soldiers had no escape from the fire because they were down in the trenches. That is a reason why trenches were not good at times. Overall the trench warfare was great for defense. Sometimes the trenches cause more deaths then they protected.
“Ring ring... ring ring...” John answered the phone. Someone on the other side of the phone was screaming, panicking because a 20 story apartment complex was on fire. The lady had dialed 911 and was transferred to Station 11 in New York. Engine 5 and all its members rushed out of the station and onto the road. It’s very hard to get through traffic in New York, but with the aid of a siren they made it through rather quickly.
Sweat was pouring off of me caking dust and sand to my face and stinging my eyes. Slamming my back against the wall of a building I turned and watched in horror as two of my men were cut down by enemy fire. I was in shock but could not afford to freeze up. Signaling for cover fire, I had the closest squad mate run to the bodies with me and carry them to the next vehicle. We loaded them into the Humvee which had quickly become crowded when the side of it was lit up by enemy fire from an adjacent building.
Raging fire levels garage Reported on Wednesday, January 27, 2010 Flames erupt from a burning garage to the rear of a home in the 200 block of West Holland Street, Summit Hill, last night. The fire was ruled accidental and appears to have started in the vicinity of a wood burner. Flames swept through a one-vehicle garage in Summit Hill last night, destroying the structure. The fire occurred in an alley to the rear of the 200 block of West Holland Street next to the Ginder Field at about 6:30. When firefighters arrived at the scene, the garage was an inferno.
All people in the hotel were getting out at this point, and the manager told the guests that probably was a volcano eruption. We were staying around the trailer and filming the whole event until a big explosion wiped out and the debris seems more serious. That was about 30 minutes after the first earthquake. Our team leader decided to go to the communication center and see if we can help or get help there as all the residents were tiding up and going to the center now. We were terrified but still shooting this great footage until the equipment team told us they used the wet towel stuffed the around the parts of the engine that would intake air when they started.
Her neighbors helped her out by getting the furniture and other valuables out of the burning house. The Maycomb’s old fire truck jammed on the route, had to be pushed by a crowd of men. By the time Maycomb’s fire truck reached to the site, a fire truck from Abbottsville County came and began pumping water on the house but soon the whole house collapsed and gushed fire all around. The fire was completely
Recalling that the ground trembled recently, and noticing that the soil felt hot under his bare feet, he hurried to town to tell the mayor and to bring some people back with him. When they all returned, black was smoke billwoing from a hole 30 feet deep. The first explosion came that very night, shoting a thick column of smoke, ciders, and ash more than a mile into the air. More explosions followed every few seconds, throwing masses of rock that varied from the size of a walnut to size of a house. Lava began to flow to days later, and the newborn volcano continued yo erupt from many
It is about the fires heading towards the pub, destroying the valley on its way, but it can’t destroy the pub as it was flooded, the fire was travelling at 172 km an hour and it knocked them flying. Jim and Graeme fought the fire for an hour and forty-five minutes but they just couldn’t take It anymore. The use of onomatopoeia in “everywhere you looked was bright pink. And it was getting redder and redder. And all of a sudden it just went BANG”.
Bradbury also uses personification again to convey his theme when the house is on fire. “A falling tree bough crashed through the kitchen window. Cleaning solvent, bottled, shattered over the stove. The room was ablaze in an instant! ‘Fire!’ screamed a voice.
Nothing could surpass yesterday. The ringing in my ears from the sudden bangs, the muffled screams of innocent civilians trapped under the rubble, the pungent smell of burning flesh – are all trapped in perpetuity in my mind – never to be forgotten. What was once a