He was reborn and became a firefighter again?

Chapter 303 Squadron, my world

The black building is silhouetted by the lights of the guard box. The head in the guard box is lowered and dozing. He is neither fat nor thin, with a slight double chin. He is Mr. Han who has successfully lost weight.

Standing guard and watching everywhere, sitting on guard and sleeping secretly, this is the smell of the squadron after a long absence.

The first scene at the door made them feel like they were home.

Unfortunately, there was no school officer in the car who could secretly put a coat with epaulettes on him, and then admire his frightened look when he woke up.

——Even if there are, if there are fewer stars, I’m afraid it won’t scare Mr. Han.

"Bah!"

"Bah!"

The fat man in the guard box trembled, raised his head, and was blinded by the strong light of the No. 1 car.

His eyes were still gradually becoming frightened.

He stood up, picked up his hat, and ran out of the guard box door. He felt something was wrong. He went back and picked up the white armed belt that he should wear when standing guard and fastened it on his body. He rushed out again and ran to the gate. He found that his hands were empty. He turned back and went to get it again. I pressed the remote key to open the door several times, causing the door to open and stop, and it took a long time to open.

What the hell, puppet army + contemporary Chaplin.

No one had noticed before that there were so many comedy characters in the squadron.

"Squad leader...you are back!!"

Mr. Han howled loudly, and before the car even entered the hospital, the lights upstairs were on.

The 15 people who went in the early stage this time, plus the three pilots and three combatants who went in the second batch, totaled 21 people. Squadron No. . In addition to the four recruits, Team Zhang and Wu Platoon acted together with the squadron. After excluding the chief of staff, Chang Ming, there are only two non-commissioned officers left, Shen Hao and Zeng Zhigao, two "temporary non-commissioned officers".

One is in his fifth year and the other is in his eighth year. They are both preparing to retire from the army. Moreover, Shen Hao just came back from driving school and learned to drive, so he didn't take them with him.

Sun Jingwu, Chen Zhenghai, Zhang Yang, and Meng Qiang are also approaching their deadlines, but they are not giving up and are ready to continue.

Of course, it’s only the end of May, and there’s no telling who will transfer and who won’t transfer by then.

Two dying heads appeared in the window upstairs, and then quickly disappeared.

Car No. was smaller, and Squad Leader Fang drove very fast without taking a break, leaving Car No. and the bus behind. They were the first batch to return to the squadron.

Everyone in the car didn't even wait for the car to enter the garage. They couldn't wait to get out of the car and stepped onto the asphalt ground in the front yard of the squadron.

"Ah ha ha!"

"what!"

"came back!"

Everyone who gets off the bus has to howl twice as soon as he lands on the ground to express relief.

"Keep your voice down, there are still residents sleeping around."

Fang Huai got out of the car last, closed the door, and reminded.

Everyone couldn't help but look around at the quiet tall buildings around them.

Yes, sleeping.

At four or five o'clock in the morning, there were countless people sleeping quietly in the quiet building.

At four or five o'clock in the morning in those days in Beichuan, it was equally quiet, no, even quieter than this. You could even hear the wind. It was so quiet, but terrifying.

It's good to be alive.

"Fang Huai, you're back!" Seeing that no one was looking down on him, Han Yong spotted Fang Huai, who was the last to get off the bus, and immediately gave him a hug.

"Hey, hey, slow down, I'm very tired!" Fang Huai patted Han Yong on the back.

But the feeling of the hand was a little lighter, and he couldn't help but glance behind Han Yong curiously. After a long while, he said:

"You've lost weight! Have you exercised during this time?... You, your parents shouldn't even recognize you when they see you, right?"

Han Yong has been losing weight very quickly. I just saw him every day and got used to it. This time I saw him again after being away for a while, and it was really obvious that he had lost weight.

"Hey, I stand guard during the day and train at night!" Mr. Han said with a bitter expression:

"While you were away, Wang Peng, that bastard son, got us into trouble! However, Squad Leader Zeng takes us to watch the news every day!

How are you? well enough? Yesterday we saw on the news that the Secretary-General of the United Nations is here! Arrived at Yingxiu! Some teachers are teaching in tents. Are there still rescue operations in the earthquake area? "

After hearing this, Fang Huai couldn't help but check the system.

Mission completion level, 176 points, mission time, there are only two days left, and it will be gone on the 26th.

There are still 4 points left to improve the last waist strength.

During this rescue, I felt that waist strength was really important. Without this good waist, I would have been unable to withstand squatting, lying down, lifting heavy objects, and rescuing for a long time every day.

When he was in the disaster area, people he knew well called him "Superman" because of his comprehensive physical fitness.

By the time this mission is over, all the strength improvements have been completed and the internal organs have also been strengthened.

He had a vague feeling that since he hadn't been on a mission for so long, the second round of strengthening his internal organs might be too late.

If you can get a second round of heart and lung strengthening, your endurance may be greatly improved.

Military merit value, 42.8.

This time, he got a first-class merit. With his current physical quality, the A-level core strength enhancement corresponding to the first-class merit should not be exchanged.

Now it seems that military merit points are quite difficult to get. I just got military merit points.

You still have to decide whether to use it to exchange for 200 points of military merit, or to wait until the body can get A-level core strengthening.

Fang Huai thought for a while and then shook his head: "Reconstruction after the disaster has begun. Everything that can be dug has been dug out... Over there in Beichuan, they should still be digging."

As he said this, the people upstairs had already come down.

"Hello, squad leader! Hello, instructor!" the three recruits shouted.

Several people nodded.

"Director Cao, you are back!" Zeng Zhigao and Shen Hao also came forward.

"Yes." Cao Yi nodded, but his thoughts had not returned from Sichuan. When he saw the two of them, he wanted to arrange something, but he couldn't think of anything at the moment.

"Uh…"

With his mind blank, he turned his head and looked at Fang Huai.

This was not a subconscious action, but he felt that Fang Huai was really capable of arranging work.

Fang Huai understood the idea and pointed to the car: "Get the emergency rescue suit off the car first. There are too many reports of missing equipment. Let's take a rest and do it again tomorrow. Song Lin, you take the three of them to get the equipment on the car, and I will I won’t clean it up with you anymore.”

"Okay!" Song Lin smiled broadly.

In the past two weeks or so, Wang Peng has been too active in the squadron. Squad leader Zeng, who is in charge, arranges everything for Wang Peng. It has been a long time since anyone called his name and asked him to "take" the soldiers of the same year as officers.

In fact, whoever takes care of the other is doing the same job, but it feels so comfortable to me!

Fang Huai spoke, Cao Yi waved, and everyone stretched and went up to rest together.

<divclass="contentadv"> Even Huang Yong, a loner who didn't like to socialize, patted Fang Huai on the back when he passed by him and said:

"Leave these things to them. Come on, go upstairs and rest. You have to recuperate."

"Yes." Hao Chengbin had already taken off his clothes and pants, revealing the physical shorts underneath, and casually threw the emergency rescue suit that was covered in plaster and had been worn for more than ten days on the ground.

Yi Yi stretched his arms easily, walked forward, patted Fang Huai on the shoulder, and said:

"Take off your clothes, let's go, take a bath with me! Rub your back for me!"

Fang Huai chuckled, but still took off his clothes and threw them to hang on the grass at the door.

Before going upstairs, he winked at several soldiers of the same year.

"Brothers, I'm too tired. I leave it to you!"

Song Lin and Xiao Haishan immediately smiled, patted their chests in unison and gave a thumbs up.

Be a brother, in your heart.

Fang Huai also patted his chest and gave a thumbs up in return.

Men’s dick etiquette.

Wang Peng stood there, feeling lost.

Changed, Fang Huai changed.

Before leaving, he still retained some of the deliberate humility of a private soldier, which made him feel that there was a possibility of catching up. But when he came back, his humility was gone, and his words became more composed.

Everyone respects him more.

During this period of time, my pursuit seemed meaningless.

His idea was confirmed by several soldiers of the same age next to him.

Xiao Haishan hooked the shoulder of Han Yong, who had a crooked hat, and said with a smile:

"Hey, Mr. Han, did Fang Huaifa come back with great achievements?"

Han Yong said speechlessly: "How do I know? I just said a few words to him..."

Song Lin's eyes were sad: "Look at him, he looks like a leader now. He's so stupid... He didn't ask me to get in the car when he left. He went to perform meritorious service alone. He will definitely become a cadre and abandon us."

Han Yong waved his hand: "You know what, it will be next year before Fang Huai becomes a cadre. Unless he comes back with first-class merit or an honorary title, he will return from military school next year and you will be discharged."

When Song Lin heard this, he became even more sad: "Huh? I also said that I would wait until he becomes a cadre to protect me! How long will it take?"

Han Yong chuckled: "Then will you stay?"

"That's not okay. You can stay or leave, and you can stay for three years. That's crazy. He's the captain of the detachment, and I'm the chief of staff." Song Lin shook his head repeatedly.

"Tch~" Han Yong and Xiao Haishan showed their middle fingers together.

……

The squadron has run out of hot water.

When a group of people came out of the shower room, they seemed to have ascended, covered in fog.

This shower was so good that everyone almost picked out their toenails.

In addition to mud and dirt, there is always a smell of blood on my body. No matter how I wash it, I still feel that it is not clean.

Everyone returned to class, and the shoes and quilts that had been thrown away on the day of departure were neatly arranged.

The most awesome thing is that when the lights are turned on, a safety button is placed on everyone's quilt.

"I wipe..."

Fang Huai was closest to the bed. He picked it up and saw that it was still jade.

This is definitely Mr. Han’s handiwork.

He smiled and said, "Fatty Han."

Hao Chengbin also laughed, and he also knew who did it.

"This boy."

A jade buckle may cost several hundred yuan, neither expensive nor cheap.

The important thing is that this kind of heart makes everyone feel warm in their hearts.

There are people in the squadron who miss them every day and wait for their return.

"Well……"

As soon as they sat down, the three people in the special service team let out a long sigh.

Bed.

There is actually a bed.

So damn soft.

It is said that the army has a hard bed, but once you sit on it, it feels like a gentle place compared to the hard and buggy ground in Beichuan and Hanwang.

"This is fucking heaven." Huang Yong, who has always been a tough guy, couldn't hold it anymore, so he moved quickly and made the bed happily.

Hao Chengbin was originally hesitant to call Bai Ling, but as soon as he touched the bed, he felt as if his constipation had been cured. He spread out a pile of sleeping quilts and got into bed quickly.

"Don't talk, don't talk, Huang Yong, close the curtains, I'm going to sleep until the day after tomorrow."

Fang Huai was also happy.

The place in the army may seem cold, but once you get to know it, it's really no different from home. There's a sense of familiarity and comfort, and there are two or three comrades bragging about it, and there's warmth everywhere.

I laid out the quilt, walked into the study room, plugged the phone charger into the wall power supply, and sent a message to my parents:

"We've returned to the squadron, please be safe, old man."

I sent another message to Brother Yang:

"I'm at the squadron. I've finished taking a shower. Good night."

Before I even left the study room, my phone lit up again.

Yang soon said: Be good, good night.

Fang Huai smiled, then walked back to his bed and fell down.

The world I have missed for a long time.

(I’m so sleepy that I’ll make up a chapter in the middle of the night and take a nap)