He was reborn and became a firefighter again?

Chapter 134 Those are my police! !

Wen Jingsong is currently in the first squadron and is so good at dancing.

A few days before this year's recruit was discharged from the squadron, he wanted to be a squad leader, and he made it clear to the squadron cadres that it was because he wanted to be promoted, and he had to be a full squad leader for one year, and he had to get a third-class merit certificate to meet the conditions.

In terms of personal progress, squadron cadres should take more care of them.

Wen Jingsong has good physical fitness and is good in all aspects of business. Moreover, the squadron leader also knows who his father is, so there is no reason not to support him.

The cadres of the squadron know clearly that if someone wants to be promoted, they must have confirmed it with their family before raising the matter with the squadron.

Being the monitor, no problem.

Regarding the matter of third-class meritorious service, the squadron cadre also promised that if he had the opportunity to perform meritorious service, he would be considered for it.

If it really doesn't work, when the merit evaluation is held at the end of the year, I'll tell everyone and ask them to give in.

Captain Huang thought this was a good thing at first, so he was busy helping him organize it.

He also told several of their squadron cadres that such cadres with excellent physical fitness can be retained in the first squadron in the future and can contribute to the first squadron in multi-person operations.

Group gymnastics competitions have a fixed quota of cadres, that is to say, there must be cadres participating, maybe one, maybe two.

At present, the cadres of the first squadron, except Captain Huang, are a bit behind in physical training.

After everyone heard this reason, they were too embarrassed to say anything else and agreed with a blind eye.

After two days of research, he was assigned a rescue squad leader.

Unexpectedly, when they asked Wen Jingsong about his intention to stay in the team in the future, Wen Jingsong actually said that the special service was too tiring and that he would have to go to an agency in the future and get off work on and off duty.

He is not even interested in making a fool of himself.

This time, Captain Huang's heart cooled down and he was no longer active, but everyone agreed that he should be the squad leader, so it was hard to say anything more.

But since he became the leader of the rescue squad, he has become more and more crazy.

He always spoke without saving face for the veterans in his class. He held a class meeting last weekend and scolded two first-term non-commissioned officers in his class.

As soon as there was a quarrel, he would provoke others and follow the army's rules, competing for physical fitness and professional skills.

He still saves some face for non-commissioned officers of the second term and above. In front of him, let alone calling the squad leader when meeting, he will not hold it in his mouth even if the physical fitness is average.

It can be said that except for He Zhijun, who has just returned from the new corps and went out for training, no first-term non-commissioned officer can stabilize him in all aspects.

And even though there was a recruit class, he often called the recruits for extra training and lessons with soldiers of the same year.

Director Liu couldn't bear to see him being so unruly.

But Captain Huang always advised him: Forget it, he has a strong relationship, very hard, he is the son of the logistics minister, and his physical fitness is indeed excellent in the first squadron, he can't find any major faults, as long as he doesn't fight and tolerates him for a year, that's it. Fortunately, I don’t want to stay in the team anymore, it’s okay to leave.

But two days ago, Wen Jingsong went to the squadron headquarters and saw the frosted cigarettes on his table. He joked with him in front of a group of people: Director Liu, you, the great Imperial Lieutenant, smoke this?

After saying that, he took out the bag and threw it on the table.

From Wen Jingsong's point of view: I will also be a lieutenant in the future. I made a joke with you and gave you a pack of cigarettes. Is that considered a compliment?

But in Director Liu's view, this was a series of insults.

NCOs often make these jokes.

But who is the joke? If you are someone who is already unhappy with you, such a frivolous tone will only make people more disgusted and find fault.

What do you mean, Lieutenant of the Empire, you insulted the motherland; you looked down upon my cigarettes and then threw a pack of cigarettes to me, you insulted me.

It cannot be said that Wen Jingsong has no emotional intelligence, but not much.

So today, Director Liu saw the opportunity and deliberately brought up this matter, and he did so in the presence of both squadrons.

After mentioning it, Director Liu had a smile on his lips.

Wen Jingsong, doesn’t he like to joke and clean people up? I am making this joke to you, can you afford it?

It's just that Director Liu's emotional intelligence is not very high. After the "joke" was made, he was happy, but everyone was confused.

Cao Yi was not afraid of serious trouble, and asked knowingly: "Oh? Who in the first squadron is going to be promoted?"

Director Liu chuckled and said nothing.

But everyone in the No. 1 Squadron looked at Wen Jingsong, the new squad leader. The non-commissioned officers in the No. 1 Squadron all thought that Wen Jingsong was the squad leader because he was addicted to official duties. But if he didn't understand at this time, he would be a fool.

Damn it, after a long time, what I want to be is not the squad leader, but the captain.

The young non-commissioned officers of the first squadron are all thinking about a question: If this kind of arrogant person becomes the deputy captain or captain in the future, will everyone still have good things to eat?

So, someone stood up, rolled up his sleeves to his elbows, revealing half of a hideous scar, and said with a smile:

"Director Liu, I also have a second-class meritorious service. I have a scar on my right arm due to burns and a ninth-level disability. I have been a squad leader for one year. I also meet the conditions. Isn't it me who is the leader you are talking about?"

Someone immediately retorted: "Yang Cheng, you meet the conditions, but I don't?"

Zhao Jincheng of the Second Squadron also laughed: "Yang Cheng, when it comes to meritorious service, I have three third-class meritorious service, one more than the conditions. I have been the squad leader for two and a half years."

When you say something or I say something, Jingsong's face turns green when he hears it.

With his current conditions, he really can't reach Tigan.

In fact, there are unspoken rules for the two third-class skills. One is for business and the other is for physical fitness. They are commonly known as one for civil and one for martial arts.

<divclass="contentadv">Third-class merit, with the highest gold content, is obtained from martial arts competitions and urgent, difficult and dangerous police missions.

The third-class merit obtained in the year-end selection is not very important in the eyes of senior leaders.

The special service brigade in the provincial capital is a place where the leaders of the general brigade often visit. If everyone knew about it, jealousy would spread, which would cause a lot of trouble for him to improve his job.

At this moment, Fang Huai, who was watching quietly from the side, suddenly spoke and lit a fire:

"Director Liu, you think too highly of me, but I still want to be promoted, but Platoon Leader Hao told me that if I don't get the top two in the national competition, I am not qualified to be promoted."

As soon as these words came out, Cao Yi and Hao Chengbin both laughed.

Yang Cheng, who was "qualified" just now, also laughed:

"This guy is right! If you can get the ranking in the national competition, then you have to win. We all accept it!"

The veterans all agreed: "Yes! If you don't have the strength, why do you need eggs?"

Wen Jingsong's various indicators soared to three highs, and the anger in his heart reached its peak.

His face was turning red uncontrollably.

National competition, damn it, you open and close your mouths and talk easily, you can't lift it anyway, so you just hope that no one can get it, right?

Wen Jingsong gritted his teeth and said with a scornful smile:

"The corps is a division-level unit and has quotas for promotion, but what about the national competition? He Zhijun, who is the highest in the province, came in third!

According to Fang Huai, who can get it? Who is eligible? What about the quota? Just waste it like this?

Dear squad leaders, don’t stand and talk without pain in your back. The people standing here, let alone the top two or three in the national competition, not one of them can enter the top ten! "

Wen Jingsong didn't want to worry about whether Sima Zhao's heart would have a negative impact. Instead of being criticized like this, it was better to stand up and be strong.

But his ridicule did not silence everyone as expected.

"I think you are still a new recruit." Hao Chengbin said:

"You don't even know the history of your own brigade? Your squadron's squad leader, Liu Shoulin, participated in the national competition, climbed the stairs with weights and came second in a single subject, 44 seconds!

In the second squadron, Luo Ye, who was transferred to the Chongqing main team last year, trained with He Zhijun and Zhou Yong, and ranked ninth in the national competition in terms of individual comprehensive points!

Among the recruits, with Fang Huai's progress, this year, or next year, he is also qualified to hit the high ranking in the national competition!

Many of the two squadrons have participated in the national competition before, and there are also some who have not been able to participate due to various reasons. Why do you think there won't be anyone qualified to be in the top ten this year or next year? "

After Hao Chengbin finished speaking, several key members of their respective squadrons stood two steps forward as if their names had been called.

Director Liu became a little nervous when he saw that everyone was starting to feel disgusted.

This matter, what you say and what I say is a bit out of control.

He wanted to ridicule Wen Jingsong and show his strength to him, but he didn't want to completely cut off his path. Xiaoxiaosasha would be his mortal enemy with an assistant division commander in his life.

That way, he would really live a comfortable life, and maybe he could work as a company-level cadre until he was transferred to another job.

No other squadron cadres were present today, and he didn't even have anyone to share the blame for, so he took full responsibility.

Thinking of this, Director Liu changed his direction. He looked at the recruits in his squadron and said:

"When I came back from the police this morning, all the new recruits were washing their cars. Didn't they do some early exercise?

Wen Jingsong, Shi Jinbo, Yan Kuan, you two-year soldiers, take them to pull two sets of horizontal and parallel bars! "

He would have to send Wen Jingsong out now and find another opportunity to talk to calm down the emotions of the veterans in his squadron.

Now if he goes directly back to the No. 1 Squadron, he can only take one car. On the way, he can't care about the gossip of the veterans in the other cars.

Cao Yi is also a good person and guessed his thoughts. He didn't want to provide him with this peaceful place, so he said with a smile:

"Director Liu, you just came to our squadron to borrow equipment to study, but you also occupied our single and parallel bars venue?

Our squadron’s new recruits don’t need to undergo training? "

Who would have thought that when it came to this, Director Liu became confident:

"Director Cao, you held an exercise the day before yesterday, and yesterday you actually collected all the equipment and reported to the detachment command center. The police were not allowed to go out for a whole day!

Our squadron sent out two police officers for you yesterday!

One, have lunch in the afternoon and the elevator will save people!

Another one, Zhulaoping is your jurisdiction, right?

The police were called out last night and the roads were bad. We ran for an hour to get there, and the fire almost reached the mountain!

We put out the fire for more than six hours and just came back this morning. Not to mention borrowing equipment and venue, I'm just here to let you take care of the meal, which is what it should be, right?

If you new recruits want to train, just go together! Why, how many more people can't stand still? "

Director Liu complained, but the members of the Second Squadron were speechless.

Moreover, the soldiers of the 1st Squadron were not as showy as the cadres, so they were easy to fool. At this moment, they immediately stood on the opposite side of the 2nd Squadron with righteous indignation.

"That's right! Director Cao! It's Saturday for us, so we spent the whole morning catching up on sleep!"

"Let me wipe, I passed by a pig farm last night, and the pig manure was all on the tires, and it was slipping. The pig manure on our No. 2 car was evenly smeared!

That smell! Smelled it all night! If we weren't afraid that there wouldn't be enough water to extinguish the fire, we would have wanted to flush the tires when we arrived! "

Cao Yi didn't expect that the First Squadron had done a big job for them, and he felt a little embarrassed, waving his hands repeatedly:

"Okay, okay, you go, you go."

When the members of the Second Squadron heard this, they all had happy faces and smiles on their faces, praising Cao for being such a great mentor. Yesterday, he silently gave the Second Squadron a free card for the whole day.

Only Fang Huai, who was standing aside, was about to cry but had no tears. His face was full of sadness, and he didn't even think about arguing with Wen Jingsong.

Elevator rescued people, 6 hours of fire...

Those are all my police, my police! !

Return my military merit! !