He was reborn and became a firefighter again?

Chapter 102 The talent of firefighters?

Veterans fight new recruits, how can Feilongqi lose?

impossible.

No, how can a spider like him attack flying units?

The advantage is mine.

This is the change in Zhang Yang's mentality from this morning to now.

Although Zhang Yang is already half-healthy in this wave, Fang Huai is indeed like a pure ground unit with two skills that can hit the sky. Level A cannot hit Zhang Yang, a flying dragon, so he can only sneak around and wait. CD.

"Zhang Yang, I advise you to take stock of your location. This kind of thing will never happen again."

As a result of this incident, Cao Yi just gave a mild warning.

But the veterans of the Second Squadron all know that Cao Yi is not the kind of person who can talk to you about human kindness.

Even the cadres of the entire special service brigade are deeply influenced by He Laojiao. They have a dog-like face. When he bares his teeth, he really wants to fuck you.

The last one who ignored the warning was a second-term sergeant who was discharged last year. He was an eighth-year veteran who was about to be discharged. He was late for inspection and was punished by reading a letter of repentance for three consecutive days.

If you don't read it and report it to the brigade and detachment level by level, and refuse to obey orders, the deputy division level unit's disposal authority can directly lead to demotion or demotion.

And the reputation of a first-class soldier will never be greater than that of an eight-year veteran.

A small incident made the atmosphere tense throughout the afternoon. Except for Squad Leader Fang, who was in the third term, and the Division Chief, who had been in the fourth term for 16 years, and was busy with his own affairs, the other non-commissioned officers basically picked up their tools and were cleaning the car.

Squad leader Xiong also began to introduce the performance of each car to the recruits:

"Car No. 3 is the city's main foam fire truck, with 0.3 tons of water, 0.7 tons of Class A foam stock solution, and tons of Class B foam stock solution.

Car No. 6 is an emergency rescue vehicle, MAN, our name is German MAN. There is a boom at the back that can lift tons of things.

All the emergency and rescue equipment is inside. This vehicle is mainly checked by the driver. You just need to check if there are any vacant equipment on the toolbar.

Car No. 13, Jiangte’s, is a -ton water supply truck with water cannons and foam on it, which can pump water, discharge water, and supply water to the car in front.

There is also an Iveco, which contains some commonly used emergency rescue tools. For some small rescue operations, you can take the demolition tools and drive this car. "

The squad leaders who were washing the cars next to them did not blame the recruits for stopping to look at the cars. They had just left the team and these things were all important lessons.

Even if Xiong Jie didn't explain everything clearly, other veterans would add a few words.

"Car No. 6 can seat people. When it can't fit, you can overload it by one or two."

"The hook ladders, two-section pull ladders, and horizontal bar ladders on the roofs of No. 2 and No. 1 cars must also be checked regularly."

"Usually, the driver of some cars is not there, so the car must be turned on for late inspections, and the keys are all in the car."

"Squad leader, what kind of cars are those three over there? I see there's also a Mercedes-Benz!" Han Yong pointed to the three cars of different shapes in the driveway next to the garage.

Xiong Jieben explained patiently:

“Those vehicles are not used frequently, but they will be used in detachment exercises.

That one, with a big chimney behind it, smoke exhaust trucks, underground buildings and warehouses, etc., if the smoke cannot be dispersed, you have to use that one to smoke.

The Mercedes-Benz next to it is a 32-meter ascending vehicle. It is used for climbing operations and has a water cannon. That one is very expensive! Don't mess around!

Next to it, the 53-meter ladder truck can be used for personnel rescue and material rescue on higher floors. There is no water on the truck, but the load capacity is larger! Also more expensive! "

When Xiong Jie said this, Fang Huai smiled inwardly.

These two gadgets are only precious these days, with a price of two to three million. After six or seven years, most fire squadrons will have them.

At that time, there were already turbojet trucks with a range of 120 meters, missile fire trucks that spread dry powder, and double-headed fire trucks worth more than 800 million, which could be driven both front and back.

More than ten years later, there was an exaggerated 101-meter Finnish Bolantau ladder fire truck, which cost 2400 million per unit. It was jokingly said that "every three vehicles consumes one captain."

After retiring from the army, Fang Huai still has a few fire fighters and squadrons, and he will open the group from time to time to learn some new information, so that he can chat with others and brag.

Regarding the development of fire-fighting equipment, no one knows more than him, but there are some things that he has never experienced personally.

Once the introduction was over, the four recruits already knew what they could remember, and what they couldn't remember, they just knew the name. As for the things introduced by the squad leaders, they couldn't match the names in their hearts.

Xiong Jie felt that the sex talk was quite high today.

In the past, these were taught to recruits slowly.

Being able to say so much today may be because this year's recruits make him feel extra self-conscious.

It may also be that the current squadron has serious faults. Three years ago, He Zhijun was trained. The year before that and last year, no outstanding talents were trained to outperform the rest.

The atmosphere is getting worse and worse. It can be said that today's No. 2 Squadron is supported half by veterans and half by transferred personnel.

This new class of recruits gave him some hope. These children should all be urban soldiers, but in their eyes there was a... desire to become talented.

This is something that was not seen in the recruits of the past two years.

Xiong Jie thought of this and asked with a smile:

"How's it going? Do you understand?"

Fang Huai said without hesitation: "I understand, monitor."

Seeing that Fang Huai was confident, the other three recruits also said, "Remember, squad leader."

Anyway, there is a knowledgeable soldier of the same age here. If you don’t understand something, you can ask it anytime and repeatedly. You don’t have to worry about being scolded if you ask too many questions.

...

Brush the car, wipe the car, flush the car.

Two cars can be washed at the same time, with a pressurized car wash water gun, and a fire hydrant for adding water outside the squadron can also be connected to a water gun.

Squad leader Xiong brought a combat uniform and a pair of combat boots to the recruits. After putting them on, they took turns to be the first and second officers, holding water guns and water hoses.

A multifunctional water gun was also connected, allowing them to experience what flowering and direct current are.

A bunch of firefighters happily served these big guys with working tools and water.

"This is something you have to do every week, or even every time you come back from a police dispatch. You should learn from it. We will wash the cars together on weekly parking days. But if the police are out to wash cars on a daily basis, and if there are few cars, you will have to wash them."

"Understood, Squad Leader Xiong!"

It was a rare opportunity to touch a "gun", and the four recruits had a great time "playing" with it.

<divclass="contentadv">When Fang Huai got started, he was constantly adjusting the flowering DC, increasing the pressure and reducing the pressure. He slowly found a familiar feeling, and he was more curious and thoughtful than in his previous life.

Think about how this thing is made and what the designer wants to use it for when designing it.

Like a middle-aged person who has already developed a complete mind and returns to his reading days, the questions he sees may not necessarily be as familiar as before, but he knows better how to think.

And Fang Huai is a special case. With his enhanced memory, he is familiar with and thoughtful.

When the recruits arrived at the third car, Fang Huai held the gun and Han Yong held the water hose.

Fang Huai felt that the hose behind him was being dragged backwards, making it unstable.

I wanted to say something to Han Yong, but when I turned around, I saw Squad Leader Xiong standing by the fire hydrant outside, turning the water on high and low to give them problems.

Fang Huai chuckled, patted Han Yong's hand on the water belt, and through the sound of water around him, loudly educated like an old monitor:

"You have to keep one hand on my waist! Lean forward! You are so far away from me. Why are you so shy? Are you afraid that I will tell you that you are eating me?"

"More, more, you won't be able to hit my butt!"

Several old monitors around laughed.

"This new recruit was led by Squad Leader Hao, remember? In our year, we were the model squad leader of the third company, the one who led the team to demonstrate in formation!"

"I know Squad Leader Hao. This guy speaks in exactly the same tone as him."

"Haha, when I participated in the team competition, Hao Gui took me with me. His words were very irritating! You will know when he comes!"

Only Liu Jianfeng and Zhang Yang were nearby, and their faces were very unhappy when they heard these words.

Liu Jianfeng was dissatisfied that these people seemed to be familiar with Hao Chengbin, and he was upset that squad leader Fang did not become a sergeant platoon leader.

Zhang Yang, on the other hand, was simply unhappy.

By this time, he had heard many people say who Hao Chengbin was, and he probably knew why Fang Huai was so familiar with him.

There may be an old equipment technician who taught him a lot in the new corps.

A new recruit, relying on the support of a veteran, teaches him something, and feels that he knows a lot, right? I'll teach you a lesson about the horizontal and parallel bars for a while.

...

After a while, Fang Huai felt that the water pressure in his hand hadn't changed. He turned his head to look at the fire hydrant, and found that Squad Leader Xiong had disappeared outside, probably coming back from the squadron gate.

But outside the squadron, a middle-aged couple was waving to him. When he saw him, they looked over and patted the aluminum fence on the outside.

"Comrade, can you get us some water? The water supply is out at home!"

The sound of water around was so loud that Fang Huai couldn't hear clearly, but when he saw the buckets shaking in their hands, he understood what they meant. He lowered the water gun and waved outside.

"Hold on!"

After that, without asking for instructions, he just walked out dragging the gun.

Han Yong was dragged towards the wall by Fang Huai, feeling a little panicked: "What are you doing?"

"Just leave." Fang Huai did not explain.

Just now, the two cars blocked everyone's view. A veteran noticed that Fang Huai was walking behind the car, and when he peeked his head out from the side of the car, he saw the couple holding buckets outside.

No one stopped him.

Fang Huai walked to the fence and put the gun head out through the hole in the fence: "Do you want to fetch water?"

The man reached into his bag and took out a cigarette, and said with a smile: "Yes, yes! Thank you, little brother!"

Fang Huai quickly waved his hand: "No, no, just put the bucket on the ground, and I'll beat you later!"

Han Yong, who was holding the hose behind him, was surprised.

Damn it, living next to the fire brigade actually has this benefit.

It's a pity that his family lives in a large villa on the outskirts of the city. Although the community has mountains and rivers, it takes more than ten minutes for the nearest fire brigade to arrive.

The water never stopped.

The villa his parents bought for him in his own name is also in that community.

Too bad I can't enjoy it anymore.

Fortunately, Fang Huai didn't hear this fuss, otherwise he would have been so jealous... that he was purple with jealousy.

...

The sound of another high-pressure water cannon also stopped, and the surrounding area became quiet. The veterans were watching the situation at the fence.

There was no water gun to flush the water, which delayed everyone for two minutes.

The other three recruits were a little nervous, afraid of being blamed by the squad leader, so they looked back at the squad leaders from time to time.

But the veterans lit up a cigarette and did not urge Fang Huai. Some of them just laughed and said:

"This kid really has some talent as a firefighter."

Squad leader Xiong, who came back and saw this scene, also laughed: "Well, Fang Huai is pretty good."

After hearing this, neither Song Lin nor Xiao Haishan understood what "fireman's talent" was.

No one has explained this. It is too pretentious to explain and is not suitable for daily chat.

This has nothing to do with physical ability, business, or knowledge, but a habit.

If you really want to explain it, it means those five words of the purpose of the People's Liberation Army.