He was reborn and became a firefighter again?

Chapter 37 A real soldier does not need military songs (Additional update from the leader)

High-end ingredients often only need the simplest cooking methods. After working for more than half an hour, Master Fang finally instructed Yue Tao to sort out a quilt that was barely eye-catching.

When I entered the class, the whistle happened to be blown.

Yue Tao followed Fang Huai in excitedly.

"Fang Huai, this quilt of mine is definitely the most beautiful one today!"

The lights had been turned on in the class. Captain Hao was sitting on the edge of the bed with sleepy eyes recovering from his thoughts. Hearing Yue Tao's words, he looked at them intently.

"Yue Tao, why did you come in with another piece of shit?"

The recruits laughed wildly.

Yue Tao fell from heaven to hell, where he was stunned.

Fang Huai looked back and coughed.

"Ahem... Monitor, it's a bit ugly, but I changed his lines and I can handle it now."

Hao Chengbin stood up, looked at his quilt, and then reached out and picked randomly.

"Well...it's short. From now on, you can stack it this high. Let the deputy monitor teach you."

As he said that, he turned around and saw that everyone was pinching their quilts seriously. After looking at a few beds, his eyes lit up.

"Hey, have you made any progress in these beds today? Fang Huai, were they all guided by you?"

Fang Huai carefully put his quilt on the bed and turned around.

"Report to the squad leader! I taught them how to rub with a mat! Also, I went to the company headquarters to borrow a ruler and asked them to redraw the lines. From now on, our class will unify the standards and it will look neat!"

"Well..." Hao Chengbin's tone also regained consciousness, and he looked around again with his hands behind his back.

"I still have to rub it well. After rubbing it for a few days, the cotton is too soaked. It looks good now. When the sun comes out, the inside will swell, and I will have to cover it up. You can rub it with a bench... You guys Just here, I don't teach you these methods, just to make you more familiar with your quilt.

Let me take a look at Han Yong’s quilt..."

Hao Chengbin turned his head and took a look, his mouth was half opened immediately, but thinking of his first day in Class , he resisted the urge to curse, shook his head, took the washbasin and went out.

"Oh my God, Fang Huai! Didn't the monitor praise your quilt?" Chen Zhongqiang said in surprise.

"That's right! Fang Huai, your quilt is so well folded!"

"Yeah! I feel like the monitor's bed is similar! But the monitor's quilt is white!"

Fang Huai smiled and shook his head.

He had indeed taken care of today's quilt very carefully. He rubbed it repeatedly for a long time and then started to do it when it felt solid. It was carefully arranged and every thread was taken care of. It could be said that he had never done it so seriously in his previous life.

But Hao Chengbin was not so surprised, because Hao Chengbin's standard for him was obviously higher.

How good Fang Huai is depends entirely on the support of soldiers of the same age. If he is thrown into the pile of veterans, it will be nothing.

But Fang Huai's quilt was against the wall, facing the door, so people entering the class could see it.

As soon as the quilt was put on the bed, the recruits all took it.

……

This morning, the regiment headquarters did not check the housekeeping.

Before dinner, he led everyone to tidy up the house and clean up. He even wiped the glass again for more than two hours.

Another day of busy work in vain.

Vice squad leader Fang, who was very utilitarian, looked at the clean and tidy class with unprecedentedly neat quilts. He felt unhappy and silently checked in.

Justice may be late, but it will never be absent.

Looking at this sentence backwards, it is more in line with reality.

Justice may not be absent, but it will certainly be late.

And when it arrives, it’s often not needed.

This is the principle of checking housekeeping. The regiment will wait until everyone is tired and tired before setting off.

The old rotten man's complaining mentality is at work again.

Fang Huai took control.

"Beep~beep." The distant voice was the whistle from the regiment headquarters on the third floor.

"Each company, lead the team one by one to take a bath in the bathhouse! Starting from one company, other companies will organize themselves to follow the orders!"

Everyone was very excited, and they didn't know that they were looking forward to a der.

Seeing Peng Yingqirui take out the shampoo and pour some on his head, Fang Huai couldn't help but complain.

"Little one, didn't you hear? The first company started... our seventh company!"

Peng Yingqirui said impatiently: "I know! I'm just afraid that it won't be able to be opened after washing it!"

Fang Huai curled his lips.

"Your foreplay is long enough, and the lube is too early, just wait slowly."

Those who understood laughed.

Fang Huai turned his head and saw the recruits rummaging for toiletries in their camouflage bags. He sighed and didn't want to disturb everyone's enthusiasm.

I don’t know if they will like bathing so much when they come back.

Anyway, all he prepared was a piece of soap. He could wait until he got back and wash his hair slowly at night.

Within two minutes, the door opened.

Hao Chengbin came in sleepily with a stack of information. He was stunned when he saw that the recruits all had shampoo and shower gel in their hands. Lu Zexian even had a bottle of scrub for rubbing mud in his hand.

"What are you doing?"

"Squad leader, let's put the things in the basin!" Lu Ze said first.

"Hurry up! It's only the seventh day's turn to wash in the afternoon!"

After Hao Chengbin finished speaking, he glared and handed the information in his hand to Fang Huai.

"Let me tell you, everyone must memorize the regulations in the information! We will arrange random inspections of regulations before next Friday!

There are only three pages in total, which has already reduced your burden! This is a must!

Afterwards, the Youth League will organize a doctrine competition. If you are able to memorize more points, you can sign up! This is for our class, we strive for honors, you have to work hard for it!

There are two pages left, which are three military songs, "Red Police Camp", "When That Day Comes", and "The Motherland Will Not Forget". Have you taught you to sing it these past few nights?

Doesn’t Fang Huai know guitar? After a while, Fang Huai took the lead and sang it twice. I am tone-deaf, so I won’t make a fool of myself for you! "

"Oh my god, there are so many!" Yue Tao glanced at the densely packed words on the information and covered both sides of his face with his hands.

Although there are only three pages, when printing yesterday, Wang Jian and Fang Huai told him three times to "make the typesetting denser and save paper."

The line spacing was changed from 1.5 times to 1.2, and the font size was changed from Song Dynasty size to size , and then to size .

Fang Huai knows how much content this small three-page paper contains.

About 1500 words per page.

As soon as the information was handed to him, even Hoodley, who had always been honest, started wailing.

"Monitor, I can't read!"

Hao Chengbin smiled crookedly: "How about I read it to you every day before going to bed? Or should I buy a Xinhua dictionary now and teach you how to read it?"

"No...no need."

Now the recruits in the class say that Captain Hao has two states. One is his usual good-guy state, where he can joke and ask questions.

But when he crooked his mouth and sneered, there was no room for bargaining, and if he talked too much, the berserk state would start.

As for Deputy Squad Leader Fang, his power is mainly reflected in Squad Leader Hao. Fang Huai has not been sued so far, and everyone is quite satisfied.

……

9 points.

Ten recruits pulled out the table board hidden in the small Mazar, and sat quietly in a row of two.

The loudspeaker at the base sounded, and the song "The Motherland Will Not Forget" that must be learned began to play.

"I don't need you to know me, I don't want you to know me

I melt my youth into the rivers and rivers of the motherland

The mountains know me, the rivers know me

The motherland will never forget, nor will it forget me..."

Military songs, played softly and played loudly, are two completely different concepts.

The loud volume from the loudspeaker at close range is as moving as thunder rolling, exciting and moving, and as soft as rain falling, hurting the emotions and hurting the scene.

Especially this song, which is said to make dogs want to jump up and become military dogs after hearing it, which is the designated song for the honor guard of the three armed forces.

Zhao Bing stood by the window, holding the information in his hand, but looking up into the distance. Looking at his back, he felt a lingering aftertaste.

As if he was about to compose a poem, he said leisurely.

"This song... is so good. The mountains know me and the rivers know me."

Fang Huai put down the information and said angrily: "Quickly memorize it, I haven't sacrificed it yet."

Lu Zexian was also emotionless and continued with a smile.

"That's right! If you can't recite it next week, you really have to sacrifice!"

"Hey, Fang Huai, in the 1.5th article of the internal affairs regulations, the hat wall can't be lowered by more than 1.5 centimeters, how long is centimeters?" Yue Tao patted Fang Huai and said.

Fang Huai turned around.

"If you have more than one finger, you can use your fingers to pick it up. If it exceeds, you have to cut it off..."

As he spoke, he saw Han Yong and Peng Yingqirui in the last row sleeping soundly on the Maza table.

"Hey, hey! Mr. Han, Mr. Peng, wake up!"

Liu Yue turned back and patted them both.

"Ah...have you eaten?" As soon as Han Yong woke up, he stood up in a daze and was about to start eating.

Peng Yingqirui was even more awesome. She probably went home in her dream and waved her hands without raising her head.

"I don't eat, you eat..."

Fang Huai's mouth twitched when he heard this.

This wave of dream talk linkage can only give you 82 points, and the remaining 18 points will be given to you in the form of 666.

...The company commander will come to check the squad in the morning. Whenever he sees someone sleeping and the squad leader is not around, he, the deputy squad leader, is solely responsible.

no solution anymore.

Fang Huai stood up with a smile and shouted.

"Hello, monitor!"

"Hello... monitor!"

This time, pump up...four!

Everyone else is laughing.

Only then did Fang Huai realize that this group of people were so good at sleeping. Both Sun Lianhai and Chen Zhongqiang could sleep with their eyes half open. When he looked at them so closely just now, he actually felt like they were endorsing each other.

With this kind of technology at his side, it’s no wonder he became a soldier.

Those who stood up woke up from their drowsiness and found Fang Huai looking at them with a smile but not a smile. He didn't dare to complain and sat down angrily.

After a while, Zhao Bing, who was standing by the window and listened to two military songs, returned to his position with some high spirits, reached up and patted Fang Huai.

"Hey, hey, Squad Leader Fang, they're all dozing off, why don't you teach us to sing a military song? Just to wake up!"

"Wait a minute. You memorize the information first. I will take the time to lead you to sing before dinner."

"Teach it, I want to learn!" Zhao Bing insisted.

Fang Huai turned around, a little puzzled: "Why are you in such a hurry? Can't wait to learn later?"

Zhao Bing seemed to have never discussed this topic with anyone before, and he was suddenly excited and loud.

"Do you know why I became a firefighter?

There was a landslide near our house before, and several families in the village were rescued by fire fighters!

The elders in our village have always said that being a soldier is better than being a firefighter since we were young, so my brother and I both became soldiers this year and chose to join the fire service.

But since I came here, I haven’t had a gun or firefighting skills training, so I have been forced to live every day! It's like being in jail!

But just now, when I heard that song, I felt very touched!

I think being a soldier is great!Do you understand? "

Fang Huai was silent for a while.

Maybe it was true love for true love. Zhao Bing expressed his inner thoughts so unpretentiously that Fang Huai also remembered many stories.

Then, he said seriously.

"Zhao Bing, let me tell you the truth, your touch is unreal.

That is the result of the action of hormones secreted by the hypothalamus.

If one day in the future you enter a fire scene, or are in a dangerous situation, and you still have to think about this song to move forward, then I suggest you not to go, because it is just your impulse.

This does not mean that troops cannot be passionate and impulsive.

However, there are many dangers in firefighting and there is no room for impulsiveness. Everything must be judged with absolute calmness.

Mission accomplished, dead, martyr.

Completing the mission and staying alive are more valuable, do you understand?

Real soldiers don't need military songs. "

Fang Huai didn't say anything impassioned at all, and even the most cynical Lu Zexian felt like his breath was stagnant.

The door opened.

A group of cadres stood at the door. The colonel with short white hair among them clapped his hands and said with a smile.

"Little comrade, that's well said!"

Happy August 1st!