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山区的夜来得早。夕阳的余辉刚刚褪去,南京市炼油厂三条垅内的油罐群就脱下了夕阳为它们披上的金色外衣,酣睡在山的怀抱。秋风轻轻吹拂,油罐区宁静而美丽。然而谁也没有想到,灾难的幽灵已从库区万吨级310罐这个“潘多拉盒子”里钻了出来。 18时10分,一股浓烈的汽油味像毒蛇一样游进了半成品车间毛宁、梅龙、王立新等人的口鼻。他们立即溯味查找原因,走出
The night in the mountains came early. Afterglow of the setting sun just fade away, Nanjing refinery three 垅 within the tank group took off the sunset as they put on the golden coat, sleep in the arms of the mountain. The autumn wind gently blowing, tank area quiet and beautiful. However, no one ever imagined that the ghost of the disaster had been drilled out of the “Pandora’s Box” of 10,000 tons of cans in the reservoir area. 18:10, a strong smell of gasoline like a snake swimming into the semi-finished products workshop Mao Ning, Meron, Wang Lixin et al. They immediately find the reason behind the taste, out