He was reborn and became a firefighter again?

Chapter 151 Comrade, which unit do you belong to?

In front of the training tower, next to the horizontal and parallel bars, it is simply Fang Huai's sacred place.

But there seems to be some skill limit, you can only install it once a day.

Fang Jie was promoted today, but when he pulled a tire onto the training tower, he was ranked twelfth in the squadron.

It's not a matter of strength, it's because Fang Huai was careless and didn't dodge.

When pulling a tire, just try to train your muscles in place and pull slowly.

As a result, the noncommissioned officers worked hard to regain their breath in training. They usually took their time slowly, but today they were holding on to the tire with gritted teeth. They changed hands as frequently as if they were playing puffs, and they pulled the tire upwards very quickly. Almost reaching the top.

And after everyone finishes, they must deliberately ask:

"What's my rank?"

"What's my rank?"

"What about me? Which number?"

Bang, a right to steal a peach, bang, a thousand-year kill.

Ye Jiahong was so angry that he looked at the training book and cursed:

"Fang Huai, I just gave you such an important task, and you start stealing chickens for me during training?"

Fang Huai was scolded so much that the corner of his mouth twitched.

These old guys are always really old, and 6 is really 6.

He immediately waved his hand and expressed that he wanted to do it again.

Zhao Jincheng, who ranked first, disagreed.

The sergeants also said: Yes! Training on tires means training the whole body. How can you do a single event?

He was not given a chance to make a comeback.

Later, when he flipped the tire, Fang Huai took the lead and turned it over at full power, flipping the tire loudly and directly breaking the previous record.

As a result, half of the non-commissioned officers said they had back pain today and asked for leave.

Zhao Jincheng also patted Fang Huai on the shoulder and said sincerely:

"Xiao Fang, you can't practice like this! You guys have learned from the past mistakes of Squad Leader Xiong, why don't you know how to protect your waist?"

Other squad leaders also started to PUA Fang Huai: Young man, remember, no matter what you remember, you just remember it anyway.

Fang Huai spent the entire afternoon scolding almost every squad leader in his mind.

……

As soon as the training was over, Fang Huai was taken to the squadron headquarters by Hao Chengbin.

"Report."

"Come in, come on." Cao Yi was looking at the computer screen, and when he saw Fang Huai, he waved.

Then he pointed to his computer: "Look."

Fang Huai approached and saw a document on his computer screen, which turned out to be from the corps.

"Several Regulations Concerning Competition and Training of Each Detachment"

He shook his head slightly and nodded.

"I understand. We need to control people more strictly. The headquarters will investigate."

Cao Yi nodded appreciatively: "Last year in the training camp, each team dealt with six or seven models, you know?

Partying in the middle of the night, drinking beer... and going out.

Let me tell you clearly, if I ask you to be a recruit, in addition to knowing the doctrine, firstly, you can afford it, and secondly, you also have connections.

Third, you are not familiar with those people.

Those veterans, I am too familiar with them, they care about everything and turn a blind eye, so I am not at ease.

Don't be afraid of offending people, and don't think of yourself as a recruit, you are just a picket.

But don't be arrogant, these people are the backbone of each squadron, and it is not good to have a tense relationship.

When they go out for training, you can go with them, or you can change into training clothes, work with them, and learn.

This time is only ten days. During this period, you can be more free. You don't have to participate in the squadron's affairs. As long as you abide by the army system and do this thing well.

But in life, don't get involved with them.

If our detachment is caught setting an example again this time, the higher-ups will definitely take it out on us.

Our squadron is responsible for this training. We can have no success, but we can't have any mistakes. Do you understand? "

Fang Huai smiled: "I understand, instructor.

If they listen to greetings, I will be friendly. If they don't listen to greetings, I will find a way to make them listen to greetings. "

"Hahaha...yes, you are a smart kid." Cao Yi laughed.

Hao Chengbin next to him also laughed: "This kid knows politics, don't worry!"

Fang Huaihe chuckled and said: "Instructor, what level is this picket... at?"

"General team!"

After Cao Yi finished speaking, he scratched his head and frowned:

"Why are you asking this? What, you still want to mess with us??"

"No, no, no, I'm afraid I won't be able to shake the crowd!" Fang Huai explained loudly.

Cao Yi's eyebrows relaxed slightly, and he quickly printed out a document and handed it to him:

"Here, take a look!"

……

The next day.

It's past ten in the morning.

Rest for the entire squadron.

The safety officers have been decided, one is Song Lin and the other is Zhang Yang, who is in his second year.

The people sent to assist this time were all the seed players among the volunteers of the Second Squadron.

After finally having a holiday, the veterans all went to the happy area. Fang Huai also had nothing to do, sitting on the bench in front of the flower stand at the door.

think about life.

At this moment, two cars from different counties gathered at the gate of the Second Squadron.

Two people got off in one car, three people got off in one car.

They were all non-commissioned officers. The driver just said hello, dropped them off at the door, and then turned around and went back to the squadron in time for lunch.

I don’t know who took the lead.

"Hey, Brother Yang!"

"Brother Chen, nice to meet you, nice to meet you!"

"There are three from your squadron? More people than the service team? I'm afraid we're going to win the championship this year!"

"How is that possible? Zhang Guangxu is from Xifeng! Squad leader Shi Chenhui is from Xiuwen! They are all on the same line. We pulled them together on the road of our squadron!

It's you, two of you from a squadron. One of you will be the champion and runner-up in this year's total team competition! "

<divclass="contentadv"> "Hey, who doesn't know that you can climb the stairs with a heavy load and be invincible in the entire province?"

"You're kidding, Chen Dakang can carry a load of five kilometers in 15 and a half minutes! It's called an electric scooter!"

Five people entered through the open door, complimenting each other.

Fang Huai was speechless as he listened to the sergeants from the county squadron.

When Niu B boasts to such a level, it becomes a bit poetic.

However, they spoke loudly, as if they were afraid that others would underestimate them.

"Hey, did you know? There is also a senior soldier back here, the son of the logistics minister!"

"Really? I'm afraid he's not the default champion?"

One person listened and felt that he could not show his timidity, so he put his hands on his hips and said:

"Hey, my day, what's this? Our squadron has a new recruit this year. He's from Pingjiang, Hunan. Does Pingjiang know?

Jiangjun County!

Oh, no!

And he spoke clearly.

Sooner or later, I will learn something real from your bragging.

Fang Huai complained in his heart that the person was approaching.

Several people glanced at him.

A man with the rank of private, sitting and resting on a big weekend?

This makes them very uncomfortable.

The recruits in their squadron have to work together from the time they leave the team until the end of the year, let alone just one month after they leave the team.

At this time, new recruits must line up in a row when walking in the squadron.

Weekends are not a break, but an opportunity for recruits to participate in hard work.

Fang Huai is sitting here at the moment. In their eyes, it is an absolutely illegal operation. During the weekend class meeting, he can be yelled at by the monitor loudly, "That's right" and kicked a few times.

Fang Huai stood up and said: "Hello, monitor, your accommodation is on the second floor!"

When they woke up this morning, a few of their recruits had already cleared out the two unoccupied classes on the second floor.

If the Second Squadron can undertake the training mission, there will definitely be a place to live.

"You take us there."

A sergeant said, stepped forward and handed the bag in his hand to Fang Huai.

Seeing this skillful movement, Fang Huai probably liked to command new recruits in the squadron. He smiled, stood up, and then took the bag.

It's not an ordinary camouflage bag, it's an oversized one.

Quite heavy.

Everyone who comes to the training this time will bring their own quilt and two sets of combat uniforms. These things should be inside.

"Come on, I'll take you to the second floor."

It's none of his business how they boss around the recruits, as long as they don't violate the rules in the special service team.

The people weren't there yet, and he wasn't ready to take up the post yet.

But Fang Huai turned his head and took a look at their police appearance and conduct, and he already felt like he had a big job ahead of him.

The few non-commissioned officers behind him also became silent when they saw Fang Huai's disrespectful look.

Damn it, what did the SWAT team teach the recruits? So ignorant of the rules? Just hold one bag, where are other people’s bags? Don't know what to do?

Fang Huai took them to the two squads opposite the special duty squad, put down the noncommissioned officer's backpack, and prepared to go out.

Unexpectedly, the sergeant started to make arrangements again: "Who, please find me a disposable plastic cup and pour me a glass of water."

Fang Huai then turned his head, took a serious look at him, and said:

"Yes."

Turning around and going out, a discussion had already begun inside.

"Did you see that? Zhang Guangxu, that recruit looked at you a little unconvinced."

"Haha, I'll ask Liu Jianfeng and Lu Dong later what kind of soldiers they have!

Liu Jianfeng also said in the QQ group that he is the deputy squad leader of the recruit class!If this is a recruit under my command who dares to grin at me like this, why should I hang him on the bar for an hour?

Chen Dakang, Second Special Service Squadron, are you familiar with anyone this year? "

"After they are all transferred, only Zhou Yong is left. He will also participate in the training camp this time."

"Zhou Yong? I don't know him, so I called you the same year as the military commander!"

"I didn't meet him when I came up. I'll go see which class he is in later."

The place where Fang Huai poured water was not far away, just across the street, and his conversation was clearly heard.

Hey, you still want to shake people.

The SWAT team is all upstairs.

Can you shake it down and see if it works?

Fang Huai thought for a while, drank the cold water, poured another glass of boiled water, brought it to the next door, and handed it to the man named Zhang Guangxu, who should be a third-year soldier.

"Squad leader, it's hot."

As soon as Zhang Guangxu picked it up, he immediately felt the hot temperature coming from the disposable paper cup and said dissatisfied:

"You pour a glass of boiling water, how can I drink it? Give me a warm glass!"

Fang Huai smiled and stopped coddling him:

"Then put it there and let it cool for a while."

After that, he turned around and left the room.

Inside, Zhang Guangxu began to curse: "What J8 recruits? Have you never been beaten in the new corps?"

Fang Huai clicked his tongue.

Damn it, you have to force me to go to work early in the morning.

He went straight into the house, opened the small cabinet under his wardrobe, took out the white hat and armed belt, put them on, and then took out a notebook, pen, and a small notebook of internal affairs regulations.

After walking out of the special duty class, he straightened his appearance in the police mirror at the end of the corridor.

Well, quite handsome.

It’s this brand-new internal affairs order book that doesn’t quite fit the image of a picket.

He had actually seen the instruction book of the corps picket class in his previous life, but it had been turned over day and night, and it was all a "battle-damaged version."

Picking up the small notebook, he pushed the door completely open.

There were no lights on inside, and Fang Huai's upright figure wearing a white hat was illuminated by the slanting sunlight, which made him look particularly tall.

Several people inside were bragging about B and were stunned.

Under the light, the words "=picket★=" on the side of the white helmet are particularly clear.

Fang Jiezha grinned and raised the record book in his hand:

"Comrade, which unit do you belong to? What's your name?"

(Chapter 148 is sealed, waiting to be released.)