He was reborn and became a firefighter again?

Chapter 160: Learn from Monitor Wen!

The computer room flooded.

Veteran Hong.

The veterans who usually only appeared on the third floor on weekends were now squatting quietly by the bed, stroking their quilts affectionately.

After the caressing was completed, they moved to various work stations and began to clear the windows, floor tiles, tables and chairs.

Last time, Zhang Zhi came in casual clothes and was very friendly. He didn't even go into the garage to take a look, let alone the inspection.

But if anyone thinks Zhang Zhi has no temper, Na Qing is waiting to be killed.

The political commissars and detachment leaders he handles are quite decentralized. When it comes to military training, he is a veteran, even the oldest in the entire corps. He has also served as chief officer in several other detachment-level units before he was transferred here. .

What he hates the most is finding excuses to criticize some issue. If he doesn't address it head-on, a transfer order will come out soon, and he will be transferred out of the detachment to a training base.

The base is a good unit.

A paradise for soldiers and a hell for leaders.

There is a fire school inside.

There are many high-level teachers, and they can be placed at any level.

There is no duty mission. A detachment-level unit has only one police squadron.

If you were transferred to serve as a soldier, it would be a magical life. When the time came to get off work, the entire unit would be gone. That kind of life and freedom would be beyond the reach of ordinary machine soldiers.

But once a cadre leaves, it will be difficult to return to a position of real power.

Team leaders are transferred and can become teachers and instructors.

A leader at the squadron level can only be a clerk in a certain office, without even a hair on his hands.

There are only about a dozen soldiers in the base police squadron, and most of them are drivers. The others are scattered in various offices, each with their own duties. Strictly speaking, their job content is similar to that of an officer. They are regiment-level instructors. If you want to ask a private to help with some work, you have to see if they are available.

Moreover, cadres have many and complicated things to do, and they have to do it themselves.

If you move to a local unit, you will be a very high-level researcher. In terms of rank, you may be at the same level as the chief officer and be a colonel in the regiment.

But when the whole unit is in a meeting, they can only sit on the sidelines and listen to the work arrangements of the powerful leaders who may be lower than themselves.

If you fail to lead troops, your qualifications to lead troops will be cancelled.

Which cadre wouldn't be afraid of a leader who kills someone in such a painful way and ruins their future?

Even the cadres are afraid, how dare the subordinates be afraid?

If there is a new leader, will he dare to be less strict than the previous cadre who was sitting on the bench?

The captain of a certain brigade who was warned by Zhang Zhi last year was so frightened that he directly participated in the management of the squadron and led the squadron soldiers to run five kilometers.

The captain has stopped the stopwatch himself, just tell me whether you are impressed or not.

Anyway, all the squadron cadres have to go into battle and lead everyone in the charge.

……

When two detachment vehicles drove into the squadron, the sentry stood in a serious manner and responded quickly. When he saw the vehicle coming, he immediately opened the door and saluted.

Some of the non-commissioned officers of the Second Squadron were checking equipment in the garage, some were cleaning the extremely clean floor in the front yard, and some were wiping the garage door directly with towels and benches.

It's a large double-open garage door that's four and a half meters high and two and a half meters wide.

When Yao Ming stood on the bench, he could only wipe most of it. How could a towel clean it?

But what everyone focuses on is a job in hand.

The entire squadron was busy, but no one from the training team training in the backyard received the news.

Fang Huai was wearing a picket hat and a white belt at the moment, holding a small book in his hand and wandering around the front yard, preparing to wait for the leader to get off the car to assemble, and then pretend to be cool and check his attire for the leader.

But when the two cars entered the front yard, they did not stop and went directly to the backyard.

What a waste of everyone's impromptu performance.

Fang Huai immediately hurried to the backyard to chase after him.

I was still cursing secretly in my heart.

What's going on? Why don't you follow the script? You have to gather everyone in the front yard, let me check and find out the faults, and notify you to correct them!

The veterans of the training team were gathered around the training tower to watch one person working on the hook ladder, while others were sitting on the ground nearby to rest.

I saw two cars passing in front of me quickly. I didn't even see the license plates clearly, and I didn't react for a moment.

Chen Zhechang turned his head and was shocked.

He was familiar with those two cars.

Subconsciously shouted: "Gather! Gather!"

Then I turned around and found that the person on the hook ladder was still climbing up on the third floor, and immediately shouted again:

"Security officer, don't move yet, protect us!"

With this sentence, Chen Zhechang's future was saved.

The two colonels in the car in front and behind had already got out of the car and were holding the door to watch the situation in the training tower.

They all saw just now that the moment Chen Zhechang shouted to gather, the security guard responsible for protection and the veteran climbing the stairs were all looking back.

That action was so dangerous that they stopped in their tracks as they were about to get out of the car.

If any safety accident occurs in that second, Chen Zhechang will be responsible, and the two leaders will be responsible for management.

This is a negative score from the very beginning.

It wasn't until the soldier climbed into the tower that the two leaders dared to close the car door.

"What do you call assembly when you climb the tower? What do you call assembly??"

The chief of staff of the car in front had already taken the lead and walked up quickly, as if he wanted to raise his hand to fuck Chen Zhechang.

Chen Zhechang stood there, his face turning green and red.

"Hello, Chief of Staff!"

"Hello, Chief of Staff!"

All the veterans had stood up and stood where they were.

"Chen Zhechang, you are old enough to fight, and you make such a stupid mistake? Where is your hat?"

The Combat Training Section is directly under the headquarters, and the chief of staff, as the direct leader, first started to get angry.

And he discovered a problem that Fang Huai had not discovered just now: Chen Zhechang was not wearing a hat.

It's not that the chief of staff is more discerning than Fang Huai, but just now he tried to hit Chen Zhechang's head, but found that there was only one head.

Chen Zhechang subconsciously raised his hand and touched it, and said with some embarrassment:

"I... got off the car."

The chief of staff's scolding did not stop, but he went around and continued:

"Let's do some training. If you don't stand properly, sit down or not, how can you still be regarded as the top soldiers selected by each squadron?

When I came in, I thought it was some construction site where food was being left out!

<divclass="contentadv">Picket soldier, you are standing nearby, why don't you make corrections in accordance with the doctrine and the regulations of the corps?

Setting up pickets is just to make you turn a blind eye? "

The veterans of the training team remained silent.

Fang Huai was standing next to him now, and he wanted to cry even more.

The position is wrong. Leader, I have just arrived!

I just reported them, which grandson wants to turn a blind eye!

Moreover, both colonels were well dressed and there was nothing wrong with them.

Although he couldn't pretend to be cool, he happily came up to him and received a slap in the face.

Zhang Zhongting stood behind and couldn't help laughing.

Of course he was not prepared to give Fang Huai a chance to show off.

Are you kidding, are you using your face as a stepping stone for Fang Huai, a small private?

But as a leader, it's time to take a look at the training team of your own detachment.

So just now, after he answered Fang Huai's call, he called the chief of staff and asked him to come and take a look with him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I entered, I encountered this scene.

Zhang Zhongting waited until Chief of Staff Zhou finished training, then stepped forward with his hands behind his back, looked at Chen Zhechang's clothes, and said with a smile:

"Chief Chen, what size are your feet?"

Chen Zhechang looked down at his shoes, feeling chilled in his heart.

It's over, the first wave has just passed, and there is a second wave.

"Report, four...260."

Zhang Zhongting said no more, turned around and waved to the car behind him.

The fourth-term noncommissioned officer in Zhang Zhongting's car immediately got out of the car and ran over, holding a box in his hand.

When he arrived in front of Chen Zhechang, he handed the box to him and smiled:

"Chief Chen, you are so lucky. Zhang Zhi came here personally to give you a pair of shoes. These are mine and I haven't worn them yet. 265, can you wear them?"

Chen Zhechang swallowed his saliva when he heard this: "It can be worn..."

When I opened the box again, there was a pair of new standard leather shoes inside, and a pair of collar flowers next to it.

At this moment, he understood something in his heart and couldn't help but turn his head and look at Fang Huai.

Fang Huai's face was expressionless.

"The flower is mine." Zhang Zhongting said honestly and honestly:

"This morning, I received a call saying that Section Chief Chen had no leather shoes to wear and his collar flower was broken.

You are a combat training cadre. It is hard to run up and down all day long. Now your shoes are worn out.

The chief of staff and I came here specifically to pay attention. "

His words were calm and his attitude was kind, but his words hurt his heart.

He has made the leadership point very obvious.

Chen Zhechang was stunned by the Chief of Staff just now, and then he realized what he was doing and quickly pushed forward:

"No, no, captain, I have it!"

The chief of staff also had a bad temper and narrowed his eyes:

"Why don't you put it on? Are you waiting for me to put it on for you?"

Chen Zhechang immediately ran to his silver Corolla in the side yard and rummaged through the cabinets to find his hat and leather shoes.

It's just that the screws on the collar are really missing, so I can only press them into my regular clothes.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the chief of staff also began to scan the veterans, and began to introduce some of the top-notch physical non-commissioned officers he recognized to Zhang Zhongting.

"Zhang Zhi, that's Liu Shoulin from the 1st Special Service Squadron. You should know him, right? In terms of overall strength of our detachment, apart from He Zhijun, he belongs to him!"

"Chen Dakang, from Qingzhen, in his fourth year, he carried a weight on his back for five kilometers and scored 17 minutes and 55! Last year, he went to Tianjin to take the assessment and achieved 17 minutes and 38 points!"

"Yao Shuwei from Yunyan No. 50 Squadron, in his seventh year, can climb stairs with heavy weight and can still descend for seconds..."

The chief of staff seemed to be taking inventory of his belongings. He could count every veteran's ranking in each subject.

The veterans who were called out also raised their chests and stood extra tall.

"Wen Jingsong, Minister Wen's family, is very good. In the second year, I came in last year. In the recruit assessment, I got 40 horizontal bars! It broke our detachment's recruit record!"

The chief of staff came to the end and selected Wen Jingsong.

Zhang Zhongting finally spoke: "Well, Xiaowen, I know. Your father also called me and told me something about you. How are your grades now?"

Wen Jingsong was called by Zhang Zhongting, and he sounded like an elder. He didn't know how to answer for a while.

The other veterans were still a little confused at this time, but he knew very well that Zhang Zhongting came to support Fang Huai.

But Zhang Zhongting is a leader, and he also mentioned his father.

He could make sarcastic remarks to Fang Huai, but he really didn't dare to talk to Zhang Zhongting.

He knows as much gossip as the cadres.

His father was promoted to regiment leader. When he became the detachment leader, Zhang Zhongting was also the detachment leader. The two were at the same level, which was the authentic seniority. They were also several years younger than his father. However, Zhang Zhongting was promoted because of his great contributions. The group leader was suppressed too early, so his father just mentioned it first.

People come to the provincial capital to serve as deputy detachment leaders, which is a transitional matter. Let's understand the staffing of this key detachment in the provincial capital.

Everyone knows where he will go next, and it is more important than his father's position.

"Report, there are 48 horizontal bars now!" Wen Jingsong had to answer loudly.

"Well..." Zhang Zhongting was not very satisfied with this progress, but he still nodded and continued:

"What about five kilometers?"

"...19 points." Wen Jingsong pinched his nose and answered questions.

"The results are so good in the first year. You have to be proud of yourself. Don't stop training just because you join the army."

Zhang Zhongting obviously knew Wen Jingsong in detail.

Wen Jingsong was shocked. He really didn't know that his father seemed to know Zhang Zhongting quite well. He even told him about his exercise at home.

It would be even worse to offend.

He felt extremely uncomfortable and wondered whether Fang Huai's attitude would have to change in the future.

But then, the target of discomfort changed.

“However, this result is already very good among the first-class soldiers!

Fang Huai, you should study hard with Monitor Wen! "