He was reborn and became a firefighter again?

Chapter 165 Can you drive a fire truck?

"Your batch of radio speakers will be delivered by the end of the month. We have already contacted the Sichuan Corps. Your parents also followed your idea and went to several cities in central Sichuan to contact various towns and villages about donations."

Zhang Zhongting left these words, typing on his phone, and was about to leave.

Fang Huai had sharp eyes now and caught a glimpse of a few words on his text message editing page.

"Participate for you"

Fang Huai was about to ponder his uncle's secrets, but suddenly he remembered something and chased after him:

"Uncle, you're already here, so give me a piece of it!"

……

Fang Huai straightened his head and felt refreshed.

Because the girl who gave him a haircut had a sweet mouth, he said he wanted to have a round haircut. The girl had a sweet voice and said that his hair shape was nice and he was handsome and could do round haircuts.

Fang Huai's first reaction was: She called me handsome.

Looking back, she saw that her badge said she was a senior hair stylist. Then she looked at the price on the wall, senior hair stylist, haircut, 35 for boys.

About three or four times more expensive than other stores.

Fang Huai let out a long sigh. Damn it, even calling me a pretty guy charges a service fee.

However, this is the city center, so bear with it.

After leaving the barber shop, I walked into the Nanguo Huajin Shopping Mall next to it.

People come and go.

Soon, he found his destination, just scanned the counter, pointed to a place and said:

"Hello, how do you sell this piece?"

"Hello sir, this is the G-7100D that our Casio just launched last year. It is a steel belt and a commemorative model. Trendy young people like you like to wear it. You have great taste!"

These days, the Puma clothes worn by Fang Huai are not cheap. In addition, the salesperson who was looking at Liulu was very enthusiastic when he saw Fang Huai coming straight to the store from a distance as if he was looking for something.

Fang Huai took it and looked at it.

Hmm...the dial is too big, and it's still a steel band.

He tentatively asked: "Is there...F91W?"

The salesman's face suddenly turned cold by two to three degrees.

The price of this watch is 91 yuan, FW... yuan.

"That watch is more suitable for children, sir."

Fang Huai raised his eyebrows: "Children? Bin Laden and Ao Guanhai both wear them! How can there be such a powerful child?"

"Who is Ao Guanhai?"

"American... beauty! Just tell me, can that watch be used as a stopwatch?"

Fang Huai almost blurted out, but suddenly remembered that Ao Guanhai would not launch the presidential skin until November this year.

F91W is an extremely ordinary electronic small square chronograph with a silicone strap. It fits snugly and does not affect the movement.

Not only is there a stopwatch, but there is a programmable timer inside, which is Bin Laden's secret weapon and is often used to make time bombs.

A lot of lives were taken away.

However, Fang Huai hopes to use this watch to save more lives.

"...it can tell time, and it also has an alarm clock. It is waterproof and can be thrown into the washing machine." The sales girl still maintained her professionalism.

"Get me a piece."

"…OK, wait."

After a few minutes.

Fang Huai walked out of the mall.

Damn it, from now on cadres will wear watches, squad leaders will wear watches, and I will wear a watch too.

He raised his wrist and felt the lightness of this watch, with a trace of satisfaction on his face.

It's easy to make a living as a soldier.

In the army, no matter what the famous watch is, it is not as useful as this small square, and no matter what the clothes are, it is not as practical as a piece of thermal underwear.

The Richard Mille dream of my previous life, I am afraid that no matter how rich I am, I can only wear it if I become a cadre.

In fact, that dream is not so tempting now.

The greatest charm of the army is that it constantly forms a small society connected by sparks and reshapes people's outlook on life.

This society is relatively closed and messy, but they all use the same communication language. Different groups rarely interact with each other, but they compare with each other.

Only when a major disaster strikes, they will come together to respond to the country's call and fight together.

Fang Huai came back to his thoughts and looked at his watch. It was just right.

It had only been an hour since he came out. During his four-hour vacation, in his plan, he should go to the food street in Guiyang, buy some food, and buy some gifts for Yang Shaoqing.

After thinking for a while, Fang Huai turned around and walked into the mall again.

When he came out again, he was holding a small Casio bag in his hand.

Mom said last time that a girl should be tested, and he thought she was right.

However, what Yang Shaoqing wants to accept should not be the bottle of red oil chili that represents wealth and poverty, but this electronic watch that represents time poverty.

He will become a professional soldier. If she is with him, the time they get together will always be as precise as the "return time" on the leave note, and they will count down quickly every time.

However, her piece was really ugly, so Fang Huai bought her a 600 piece, sky blue.

I looked back and saw that there wasn't much to eat. The shops in the city center were already very expensive, and there was only one store called Danji Crispy Duck nearby.

……

When Fang Huai got out of the car, he was carrying more than a dozen bags of ducks in both hands.

There are currently 9 fried ducks and more than 200 fried skewers in the store, which he has rounded up.

On the weekend, at noon, at two o'clock, the door of the squadron was not quiet.

Chen Zhenghai and Zhao Jincheng were exchanging insults at the sentry posts they handed over.

Zhao Jincheng wanted to put his hands on his hips and curse, and his face turned red with anger:

"Didn't I call you? I came down more than five minutes late!"

Chen Zhenghai spread his hands: "I'm going to wipe it. If you don't wake me up, do you blame me?"

"You've already spoken, but you haven't woken up yet? I should have brought a basin of water just now and poured water on you to wake you up!"

Fang Huai couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

He didn't know about other units, but the changing of the guard in the fire department, especially during the break, was the most likely to cause quarrels.

I arrived early and felt like I was at a loss.

But if the other party arrives late, that's absolutely not possible.

The few minutes of being delayed by the other party were actually not that uncomfortable, but the feeling of being at a disadvantage was simply tearing out my heart every minute.

<divclass="contentadv">If we publish a list and select the top ten moments when everyone most wants to kill someone, the changing of the guard can account for at least half of it.

Seeing that the two of them were about to fight, Fang Huai walked to the electronic retractable door, put his hands behind his back and said with a smile:

"Class Leader Zhao, Class Leader Chen, can you please open the door?"

The two of them turned back immediately.

Chen Zhenghai smiled and said: "Yo? Hero, are you back?"

After that, he grabbed a remote control from Zhao Jincheng's hand and opened the door.

This morning, Fang Huai was the center of attention, and he drove away in Zhang Zhi's car. Even the chief of staff squeezed into a car with Zhang Zhi to talk to Fang Huai.

The entire training team was conquered by him, and he became a proper hero of the Second Squadron.

But Zhao Jincheng was a straight man, so he suffered a loss and remained silent without speaking.

Five minutes of anger will take half a day to relieve.

Fang Huai entered the squadron, and then revealed a pile of packaging bags from behind, and said with a smile:

"Squad leader Zhao, isn't it just one post? I'll help you stand on your three to four tonight. I bought a duck. Let's go upstairs to eat!"

When Zhao Jincheng saw Fang Huai's cheerful smile, he realized that he was a little too angry, waved his hands and said:

"Am I such a stingy person? He is like this every time he takes over a job! He sleeps like a pig! Today I woke him up and chatted with him for a few words, but as soon as I left, he fell asleep again !”

"Eat duck, eat duck, and fried skewers!"

Fang Huai said as he pushed Zhao Jincheng upstairs.

In his previous life, Fang Huai was also a person who got angry very easily when there was a job change. He wanted to give the next one a shock bracelet, and would shock him before he came to the next job.

Preferably one hundred thousand volts.

But in this life, it seems that all the hostility has dissipated.

When Chen Zhenghai saw that the two of them were about to go up, he immediately said:

"Hey, leave some for me!"

Fang Huai didn't look back and raised his hand to wave.

Chen Zhenghai stood in the guard box, looked at the back, and couldn't help but smile.

This Fang Huai is really good.

Since he came to the squadron, the entire No. 2 Squadron has changed.

Everyone's horizons have become higher.

In the past, the mentality of being content with one's old age after doing 30 or 40 horizontal bars and 5 kilometers in 18 or 19 minutes is gone.

Moreover, Fang Huai's enthusiasm and mature attitude also influenced many people, especially young soldiers.

Although the words he said and his attitude were not spread as stories, people began to realize: It turns out that an excellent fire fighter should learn so many things, not just improve his physical fitness.

This guy doesn't look like he's here to serve as a soldier, but rather to improve industry standards.

...

When I arrived on the second floor, I met Chen Zhechang who was coming out of the team headquarters and preparing to arrange work for the afternoon.

This morning, the chief of staff said that the training team was working until 12: noon, so they got up late in the afternoon.

Chen Zhechang had just come out from a nap at the squadron headquarters. When he saw Fang Huai, his first reaction was to check his uniform.

Somewhat embarrassing.

"Chief Chen!"

Fang Huai insisted on the principle of welcoming people with a smile when revenge is avenged. He took the initiative to say hello, then handed over three bags of ducks with a smile and said:

"The ducks we just bought from the city center. Your training team has worked hard this morning. How about some?"

"Fang Huai, you didn't mean to tease me, did you?" Chen Zhechang said with his hands behind his back.

Fang Huai said with a cheeky smile:

"No, no, Zhang Zhi and Chief of Staff have already taught me a lesson in the car today!

Don't over-interpret the team's notices and affect your daily work. The reason why you wear this in the morning is to facilitate your work.

Didn't I come here specifically to apologize? "

Chen Zhechang's expression relaxed slightly, and he hit Fang Huai on the shoulder as if to vent his anger, then took the duck and said:

"You kid, you are really good at hiding! With such good physical fitness, why don't you come to participate in the competition?"

"Hey, my arm strength is only a little bit strong. As you can see, my legs only dropped 20 after five kilometers!"

"How many months have you been in the army? I asked your instructor Cao. You have only been here for 22 minutes, and now you can score 20, which is already an exaggeration! Practice hard! In the summer detachment competition, I think you have hope to compete with He Zhijun !”

"Okay, don't worry, section chief, I will definitely come when the competition is held in the summer!"

Fang Huai said casually and started to distribute ducks to each class.

As soon as the veterans got up, they received a numbing and fragrant snack, and Fang Huaidu was full of praises.

Four classes passed down a corridor, and the aroma of food was everywhere.

Fang Huai asked Squad Leader Hao to leave some for Squad Leader Chen who was on guard. He also secretly took two bags for the soldiers of the same age and asked them to eat with the veterans in each class. They couldn't even eat a hair.

The three new recruits were all smiles.

"Dong dong."

"report!"

Fang Huai saw that the door of the squadron headquarters was open and no one was in the office, so he put the duck on the table and prepared to leave.

But he was stopped by Cao Yi who came out of the room wearing a shirt.

The first sentence is: "Can you drive a fire truck?"

"What?" Fang Huai's mouth was a little twitchy.

Is this too much to ask, old man? I am a new recruit, and you ask me if I have a B photo?

Seeing his expression, Cao Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Damn, there’s finally something your kid can’t do.

"Why are you back so soon?"

Fang Huai raised his hand and shook his wrist: "I bought a watch and bought a bag of snacks nearby. I was bored staying outside, so I came back."

Cao Yi smiled and patted Fang Huai on the shoulder.

"Okay, you're starting to look more and more like a mature soldier, so I'll give you a glorious mission! Take a few of your fellow soldiers and go to the 17th Squadron of the Armed Police Detachment to help them out!"

Oops, Squadron 17!

Listening to this number, he is awesome.

There are dozens to hundreds of people in a squadron of the armed police, and they are all numbered to seventeen. A city detachment must not have at least 1,500 people?

How many people are there in the nine cities and states in the province?

In our firefighting corps, we only have four to five thousand men!

but.

Fang Huai curled his lips: "Director Cao... this glorious and arduous task is reserved for me, waiting for me to come back, right?

Today is the weekend. The monitors are all on break. Who wants to go? "

Cao Yi's eyes narrowed: "You talk a lot, go quickly! They might be smoking! Oh, you don't smoke either. If it's given to you, remember to bring it back to me!"

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