He was reborn and became a firefighter again?

Chapter 152 Bits and pieces

Several non-commissioned officers were looking at Fang Huai.

Just when everyone thought that Fang Huai was going to go online and check his mobile phone, Fang Huai smiled and skipped the topic:

"Dear squad leaders, copy the instructions and give them to me before the training is over. Don't make it difficult for me.

During the training camp, be sure not to make any sound that shouldn't be made. Don't bring it with you during training. Then it will fall out when you lift your leg while doing a second exercise or something. There are so many people watching, so you asked me to pretend that I didn't make it sound. You see, that’s not possible, right? "

Everyone suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

In the call just received from Zhang Guangxu, several non-commissioned officers had already clarified the situation. This recruit represented the will of the special service training unit, but it was inevitable that there would be conflicts.

But when Fang Huai said this, they felt a lot better.

This new recruit is a little oily, but he still knows the "rules."

Chen Dakang stood up and laughed dryly.

"Haha, don't worry little brother, you won't bring it to the training ground. We understand the rules of the training camp."

This sentence still maintains the attitude of "we respect the rules", but it is much softer than before.

After all, Zhang Guangxu was a new noncommissioned officer who had just joined the team. After some threats, he could only give a slight nod.

In fact, at this moment, he is the one who wants to ease the relationship with Fang Huai the most. As long as he can ease the relationship with Fang Huai, he can at least get the treatment of "turning back and making peace" after returning.

"Okay, if you need anything, call me. I'm right next door, special duty team.

This year the team will strictly enforce inspections. Don’t break the rules. If found, you will be punished and I can’t escape. "

After saying that, Fang Huai pointed to his hat and then closed the door.

Haha, you guys understand, you know nothing. If you call me one after another when you first come here, you will know if you are caught by the camp camera one day.

Once the notification is made, your entire detachment will be required to strictly check your cell phones. Public enemies of the detachment will not be able to escape.

Why don't the guys from the Second Squadron like to stay downstairs? Isn’t it because of the cameras in the front and back yards?

...

Fang Huai returned to class and didn't go out again.

He originally didn't want to deal with it one after another today.

It would be best to code up all the people, then find someone with a more serious nature and kill them as a warning to others.

Of course, in order to complete the task, we still have the power to report in our hands and force people to respect the rules.

There is no need to torture anyone to death. He has no grudge against anyone.

On the list of people who came to the training camp, he only wanted to include Wen Jingsong, but with this little power, he couldn't get rid of him.

How could Fang Huai not know the route clearly?

If Wen Jingsong is really investigated, as long as the nature is not very serious, he doesn't have to confront him face to face, just ask him to sign his name, and he will sign it generously.

Once these records enter the team, they will disappear.

……

At noon, Fang Huai took a look through the window upstairs and saw that there were already dense crowds of people standing downstairs.

Those who are in training, and those who are sent to the training camp can't make it back in time for meals, and are ready to experience a special service meal.

Once the chatter in the public area exceeds four or five groups, it starts to sound like a rural banquet.

Zhang Guangxu and his group were also below, surrounded by two young noncommissioned officers.

It was just Shi Chenhui from the second period talking to a few old sergeants.

Judging from the surprised expressions of the two groups of people and the expressions of touching their pockets from time to time, the protagonist of the discussion must be named Fang.

Wen Jingsong was chatting here and there, letting people smoke, and joking loudly with people from time to time, as if there was some kind of Western-style cocktail party downstairs.

However, judging from his appearance, there was nothing arrogant about him. Most of the non-commissioned officers were probably a little curious about the family background of this second-year soldier. They took a few rounds of his good smoke in their hands and then observed him.

"Ju~juju!"

"Let's eat!"

Fang Huai immediately ran downstairs to the kitchen door and intercepted three soldiers of the same age who were helping the kitchen.

Han Yong felt a little embarrassed on his face, and when he saw Fang Huai, he even complained:

"Are you not going to help cook with us anymore?"

Xiao Haishan was also a little unhappy: "Yes, there was a lot of food this morning. Song Lin was the safety guard and also went to prepare the equipment. He didn't come until after 11 o'clock. We were very busy!"

Song Lin said speechlessly: "I was called by squad leader Zhang Yang. You think I want to go? Their training team will train in the afternoon. They have been busy all morning and are exhausted."

Fang Huai smiled sarcastically: "My pot, my pot, I'll do the cleaning after dinner. You guys have a rest. I'll do it, okay?"

And for these few days, if I'm not here, please take care of the squadron's affairs!

However, no matter whether Song Lin and I are here or not during this period, we have to line up to go out. People from each squadron are watching, so don’t forget the rules.

Even two people have to line up!

Don't go outside during the break. Just sleep on your stomach in the class study room.

Don't worry, help the cook. As long as Song Lin and I are in the squadron, we will come.

When I'm done with this, I'll make it up to you, okay? "

Only then did the two elders, Han Yong and Xiao Haishan, calm down.

"Okay, if you're not busy, remember to come!"

Fang Huai nodded. He also knew that the number of people eating in the canteen suddenly increased and there were fewer people helping the cooks. They must be very tired and had to explain to them.

"Let's go, line up and go out, step together, let's go!"

Fang Huai and the four of them lined up and walked out of the building. People outside were discussing and could vaguely hear voices.

<divclass="contentadv">"Which one?"

"That, third place! The thinner one!"

This was the first time that Fang Huai heard someone call him "the thin one".

When he joined the army, he was not fat, but he could not be called thin. Now he has lost a lot of weight. With the slightly fat Han Yong in the front and the sturdy Xiao Haishan in the back, he is quite different from himself.

Fang Huai was quite happy.

But Wen Jingsong was also in the queue. He smiled lightly and said a few words to the people around him from time to time. It was obvious that he couldn't say anything good.

The special service team stood on one side, and the training team stood on the other.

Both sides formed their own teams. The person in charge of the training team was Liu Shoulin from the 44st Special Service Squadron who ran 3 seconds on the th floor with a load and was second in the country in a single subject.

Second-term sergeant, it can be seen that everyone is quite convinced by him.

After the two sides gathered together, a lean 21-cent battalion-level cadre exchanged command positions according to the queue procedure, then walked to the middle of the queues on both sides and began to speak.

"First of all, welcome to the special service. I am Chen Zhechang, the chief of the combat training department. Anyone who has participated in more than two team competitions should know me.

Secondly, I would also like to thank the special service for their cooperation and providing a training venue. Director Cao also sent soldiers to cooperate with our work!

I saw that the cafeteria specially prepared beef brisket soup today!

The Second Special Service Squadron is very enthusiastic. I hope that the comrades of the training team can also live up to this enthusiasm!

During this training camp, the team issued an order to correct some of the bad habits in the past!

During training time, everyone is managed by the Combat Training Department, and during rest time, the Second Squadron is managed. At the same time, there are also pickets responsible for supervising everyone's usual words and deeds!

I hope that while maintaining good training status, everyone will also strictly implement the relevant regulations of the army!

Regarding the team’s competition this time, I have only one old saying for you!

Sweat on your eyebrows, tears under your eyebrows, you have to choose one!

Since I came to the combat training department, I will tell everyone this sentence every time I train for a competition!

I hope everyone will prepare well and not leave any regrets in their military career!

Okay, I've finished speaking. Director Cao, do you have anything to add? "

Cao Yi nodded, turned around and said:

"For the squadron in the urban area, if the squadron wants to take people back at night, let's do some statistics! We can arrange to take away the extra beds so that you can maintain a unified and tidy housekeeping!"

Chen Zhechang shook his head and interrupted:

“For this training camp, those from the squadron in the city are not allowed to go back, they are all staying in the second squadron!

Unified internal affairs execution standards are also the orders of the corps!

For those who are in the urban squadron, don’t think about running back to your squadron at night to relax and be happy!

In the future training camps, don’t start small things!

If you don’t have everything, ask your squadron to send it over! "

As soon as these words came out, the people in the city squadron began to frown.

Many people were still showing off their sense of superiority just now! He said that he would go back to live in his own squadron at night, and he would not have to fight with more than forty people at night, fight for the bathroom, or take out the quilt to make a bed.

In fact, it was not crowded at all. Excluding the two people from the second squadron, there were only 16 people.

There are eight students in a class at Nuovo University. They have independent iron-frame beds and are very spacious for a shelf. There are eight bathrooms, which is not only suitable for summer, but is completely adequate.

But after all, when I go back to live in my own squadron, I not only don’t have to bring anything with me, I have everything I need, but I also have recruits to help me make the bed. The second thing is that no matter how well-decorated it is, it’s not as comfortable as my own home.

Moreover, the training team is not allowed to bring "semi-permanent quilts", build a bed, and set up a bed.

Oh ho.

Now even the members of the 1st Special Service Squadron can't go back!

After everyone trains hard every day, they still have to unwrap and fold the quilts!

The biggest headache is actually Cao Yi.

With so many people, the canteen of the Second Squadron was under great pressure during this period.

But it was hard to say anything. When Chen Zhechang looked at him, he shook his head and said there was nothing else.

"Okay, let's eat!"

……

The lunch meal was sumptuous.

Braised beef brisket soup pot, braised pork with pickled vegetables, stir-fried pork, stir-fried chicken, pickled pepper ribs, cold folded ear root, spicy and sour fern root powder, steamed buns.

There’s even a dessert at the end: rose ice powder.

One bowl of ice powder for each person, put the condiments on the side and put them yourself.

It's just a cheap machine that costs twenty or thirty yuan, and it's as good as Gayi.

Have you ever seen dessert after a meal before?

The soldiers in the training team were very happy to eat and praised them one after another.

Special Service Team 2 is great, really great.

It made several county squadron pilots not want to leave.

The food in the county squadron is not bad, there is plenty of oil and water, but they cook twice-cooked pork every day, and the oil is left to dry, and from time to time there is a big mixed vegetable and pork pot. How can it be compared to this kind of exquisiteness?

Chang Ming was also happy in his heart. He had really worked hard to think about it. He was lazy in training, but he was never lazy when buying food. He would visit more than a dozen stores for food every day, looking for inspiration for new dishes everywhere, and worked hard to change the tricks, so that Everyone looks forward to eating every day.

Overall, it's worthy of his chef certificate.

Even when the chief clerk took the pile of bills to enter the account, he had to scold him every time: Even if he buys vegetables worth thirty-five cents, he still has to enter the account, which is a total trouble for me!

The remaining value of a cow weighing several hundred kilograms has finally been squeezed out.

Cao Yi is indeed a good housekeeper. Fang Huai bought a cow, saved two days of food expenses, rewarded the squadron, entertained the brigade, and hosted the detachment training team.

The last two large pieces of beef were marinated and air-dried by Chang Ming to become dried beef. Maybe they could be used for something else.

Squadron cadres are a position where they have to worry about big things and small things.

Sometimes it can be as small as a water heater that cannot heat water or a broken light bulb in the corridor, which may affect everyone's mood and even cause sprained feet of soldiers who are anxious to call the police.

To be a good grassroots cadre, you have to worry about a lot.

Fang Huai learned while watching. These experiences cannot be rewarded by the system.