He was reborn and became a firefighter again?

Chapter 321 What, they can fly?

"What can you do in one minute?"

At four o'clock sharp, the entire screen turned black, and this line of text appeared.

On the screen, a firefighter appeared.

"What can we do in one minute?"

The sound of heartbeat, and the sound of breathing in the air.

Everyone couldn't help but follow the voice and raise their voices.

In the picture, a firefighter's hand wearing a combat uniform and gloves appeared, reaching into the fire.

"How many possibilities are there in one minute?"

Sparks fell to the ground and became turbulent.

"In one minute, a flame may turn into a disaster, life may disappear, and all good things may be burned down."

This picture, produced by CCTV, is of a very high standard. It took every effort to produce such a high-quality picture and copywriting in four days.

The music becomes tense and dynamic.

On the TV, a firefighter wearing a combat uniform and a fire truck appeared.

"One minute, confirm the fire situation, put on your combat uniform, get in the car and leave the warehouse."

"In one minute, ten water belts are connected, with a total length of 200 meters."

"In one minute, the load rushed from the first floor to the 10th floor."

At this moment, Fang Huai's photo appeared on the screen. It was the photographer who adjusted the angle of Fang Huai and captured his shining profile.

Then, the camera flashed and Fang Huai was seen using his hands and feet to quickly climb across the rope bridge.

In just three seconds, the rope bridge turned into He Zhijun's Spider-Man-like operation.

"One minute, actual combat is training. Two people cross, from one end of the river to the other."

Just a few seconds.

……

District Public Security Bureau, Fire Brigade Office.

Instructor's Office.

Mr. He just peeled off a piece of tangerine and threw it into his mouth, watching TV leisurely.

Suddenly, I saw Fang Huai's big face.

His eyes suddenly widened.

"I boil it!"

He Laojiao stood up and chewed twice subconsciously.

Then, a strong sour smell hit the entire cavity of his teeth, his eyes half-closed, he began to roll his eyes, his expression changed, and his whole body trembled.

"what…"

Mr. He spit out the oranges into the trash can while shaking.

"Mom..."

"Xiao Sun! Where did you buy this orange? You were tricked (cheated) again!"

The head of a female clerk appeared at the office door:

"It's right in front of the Public Security Bureau. The boss said it was sweet! He even gave me a taste. It was very sweet..."

"Gouridi, you dare to commit fraud in front of the public security bureau! Use it to tell him to quit! If he doesn't quit, report him! Do you hear me?"

He Laojiao cursed.

It's still playing on the TV.

"What kind of severe tests do contemporary firefighters face?"

"High-rise fire."

"Forest fire."

"Rescue."

In a word, it is a shot of a firefighter performing a dangerous rescue.

"Firefighter, what should you do?"

Several big characters appeared, and then, there was the dark night, the sound of rain, the mountains and forests, and a female voice.

"Today we interviewed a heroic fire brigade who had just returned from the earthquake area and immediately went into flood fighting and rescue operations in Wangmo."

Fang Huai's face appeared again.

In the lower half of the camera, there is Fang Huai's name and the full name of the second squadron unit.

He Yongjun stared at the TV seriously again and forgot to sit down for a moment.

"Our squadron is applying to our superiors to form multiple professional rescue teams, including earthquake, mountain, chemical, water, and search and rescue dogs. In the future, we will even explore the aerial field!"

"The water rescue team is one of the sections... Actual combat is training, and training is actual combat!"

Voice-over: "This heroic fire brigade also has a new warning about this earthquake and natural disaster."

"Ah...the earthquake rescue team mainly highlights the rescue capabilities. Our drills do not have evacuation links. They are mainly reflected in the rapid intrusion of long-distance reinforcements..."

"This earthquake has given us a heavy warning. After we as a country fully integrate with the international community, the firefighting force in the new era should always improve its capabilities to cope with increasingly complex rescue situations."

Voice-over: "In addition, we also interviewed other team members."

"Do you feel the pain of firefighting?"

"Not bitter."

...

Ye Jiahong's face appeared in the camera.

"There have always been suicide notes, and firefighters have a tradition of leaving suicide notes."

"do you have?"

"It didn't happen before. One of our comrades died a while ago, so there is."

"Sacrificed? Is he a comrade in your squadron?"

"Yes, a fire in April...we miss him very much."

The screen panned out, and a long gasping sound was heard.

"Hey…"

He Laojiao's eyes swayed and he also let out a long sigh.

The next one is Cao Yi's face.

Voice-over: "Did you use the skills you learned during the earthquake rescue?"

In the painting, Cao Yi nodded firmly.

“This is for sure, but it is far from enough. Due to road conditions and tight time, many of our equipment did not come in in the early stage, which is very regrettable.

But our next training plan is to strive to better overcome these problems, give full play to the combat effectiveness of our troops, and prevent regrets from happening again. "

The camera went black.

"They have a lot of regrets, but they will not let regrets become regrets forever."

The screen flashed.

It is a squadron in Shandong that strictly implements a daily life system from the first minute of getting up in the morning and edits the day quickly.

In the middle, there is a voiceover explaining what they are doing and what training they are doing.

At dinner time in the evening, the alarm bell sounded loudly, and they called the police once.

Fire alarm, the camera follows them as they rush outside.

...

When they returned, everyone was in a state of embarrassment.

<divclass="contentadv">Voiceover: "Tonight, they have to work overtime to wash the car and install the picking equipment. The squadron leader said that there are a lot of police in these two days. Every time the fire truck goes out, try not to be too dirty and keep it clean. The common people will have more confidence in them when they see their majesty."

After that, there were the voices of some firefighting leaders at the scenes of earthquakes and other disasters.

"We must not let go of any signs of life!"

"Squadron leader, you lead the team in. If you die, I will lead the team for you!"

"Immediately set up an internal attack team. In half an hour, bring everyone out of the mall!"

He Yongjun sat down slowly, took out his mobile phone, took a look at it, and wanted to take it back, but after thinking about it, he put it back on the table, taking a look at it from time to time.

……

Somewhere, camp.

It was clearly May, but the wind outside the tent was chilly.

"Oh...wu...it smells so delicious! Next time you come, bring more sweet potatoes!"

Captain Hu held a hot roasted sweet potato in his hand. He kept rolling it with his hands and took a bite. It was so hot that it screamed. After a few seconds, he took another bite.

On the computer in front of him was the live broadcast of CCTV.

"Oh, there's no next time. I'm afraid I'll have to change my tactics next time! The window period doesn't come all the time!"

A dark man wearing an emergency rescue suit said as he approached him, saw the computer screen, and said in surprise:

"Hell, Captain Hu, can you still watch this TV on your computer?"

Captain Hu looked at him with some disdain:

"Lord Leopard, Xinwen Lianbo has been live broadcast on the Internet since 99! Brother Li Kui, can you not just strengthen your muscles during the day? Take some time and strengthen your brain!"

As he spoke, he pointed at the computer screen:

"Did you see it? "Contemporary Firefighting"! Firefighters in the new era must keep pace with the times! In April, China's third-generation mobile communications will begin testing. You don't even know how to use a computer!

If you act like this, it will be difficult to switch to the fifth issue next year, let me tell you.

Before the end of your fourth training course this year, please teach me how to use computers! Don't just play CS, you have to learn statistics and composition! "

The big black man immediately twisted his lips: "You'd better just kill me."

After saying that, he came closer again, looked at the computer screen, and frowned:

"CCTV... specializes in broadcasting our firefighting? What year is the program?"

Captain Hu said impatiently: "Live broadcast, live broadcast."

The big black man was suddenly surprised: "Damn it, this guy's crossing speed is good, please pull back the progress bar and let me take a look."

"I told you it was a live broadcast, so I'm sorry."

"That boy just now looks familiar to me."

Captain Hu's expression became serious now, and he muttered:

"Well, we met in Beichuan. He was in the same squadron as He Zhijun. Now...it seems that he has gone to provide disaster relief...There was a flood in Wangmo, Guizhou on May 5."

The big black man's eyes brightened and he clapped his hands: "Oh! It's him! Is he in the next issue?"

Captain Hu nodded slowly.

"Our squadron is applying to our superiors to form multiple professional rescue teams, including..."

The sound on the computer is a bit lagging, and the picture is not too clear, but there are subtitles.

The two of them looked at Fang Huai talking on the screen, their expressions becoming more and more surprised.

Captain Hu slowly put down all the sweet potatoes in his hand, his eyes widened, and he put his hand on the corner of the table, slowly squeezing it tightly.

"Fuck you." The big black man frowned: "Captain Hu, isn't this your idea? ... Have you communicated with him?!"

Captain Hu shook his head, feeling numb all over his body, his expression was serious, and he leaned back a little.

I thought of He Zhijun again.

He shook his head again.

He hadn't discussed this idea with many people.

Squadron.

He thought that a large brigade had multiple rescue squadrons, and each squadron could be specialized in multiple tasks.

However, he really didn't dare think about having so many detachments in one squadron.

At present, few firefighting squadrons have so many people, and this requires a strong training foundation to support it.

So, the thoughts were in his mind, just thoughts.

He was still a private...how could he think of this!

Dare to say in front of CCTV that he can achieve it? !

Captain Hu's breathing became rapid.

……

Guiyang, Sha Chong Road, Fire Brigade.

Mr. Wu walked into the office with a fifth-term noncommissioned officer, took off his hat, touched his hair, and raised his head in front of the plasma TV on the wall.

"Xiao Jiang, turn on the TV and set it to channel one."

The sergeant walked to the TV wall and picked up the remote control panel, turned on the TV, and switched from Guizhou Channel to Central Channel One.

Then, he took out a napkin from the coffee table, took out a small medicine box from his breast pocket, picked up some medicines, put them on it, made a cup of warm water, and put them all on the coffee table.

"Boss, remember to take the medicine."

Mr. Wu leaned on the sofa and watched TV. The program had just started. He leaned on the sofa and nodded:

"Don't call me for dinner. I'll take a nap. Just call me at seven o'clock. We have a meeting tonight."

"Okay." The sergeant closed the door and went out.

The office is quiet.

Mr. Wu looked at it, but his expression was wrong. He found a glasses case on the coffee table, took out a pair of thin glasses, put them on, and looked at them again.

That's right, it's Xiao Fang on the TV. His name and squadron are all marked.

"...Even in the future, we will explore the aerial realm!"

"Hey!" Mr. Wu laughed and scratched his head.

"This kid wants to force me into the palace!"

After thinking for a long time, he got up again, walked to the desk, and dug out the drawer.

I found a thin piece of information and read it carefully. From time to time, I watched TV.

half an hour.

"Ha." He laughed again.

Mr. Wu leaned on the sofa again and thought quietly for a while.

Then he took out his phone and dialed a short number with some skill.

He knew the phone number and phone number of the chief officer of which unit in the entire corps.

The call was quickly connected.

There was a shout from the other side: "Mr. Wu!"

Mr. Wu couldn't help but put the phone farther away and put it on speakerphone.

This Sichuan veteran speaks too loudly.

"Yong Jun, you brought this plan yesterday, but I haven't approved it yet. Why is it broadcast on TV?"

It seemed that the person over there had already thought of the excuse, and immediately shouted out the injustice:

"I don't know! Mr. Wu! They kept interviewing me and never told me anything! If you hadn't called me, I would have rushed to the Second Squadron! If I hadn't seen them come back from Sichuan and go to fight the flood again, thank you for your hard work. We must give them a 20-kilometer training session today to set the mood!"

Thanks for your hard work…

This He Yongjun is blocking his mouth.

Now the second squadron is the heroic model squadron again.

Mr. Wu softened his tone and said with a smile: "The plan is good, what lessons can be learned? However, the tone is a bit loud, in the air domain, I don't see anything written in your plan!

What, they can fly? "

"Gah."

It was awkward over there.