He was reborn and became a firefighter again?

Chapter 427 I just train every firefighter well

"Dangdangdang..."

The empty playground was filled with the sound of hammers all afternoon.

I still did the triathlon.

However, they only completed three items. As for the fourth item, Fang Huai asked them to take it apart and practice. They mainly practiced swinging the hammer and how to quickly get the sensors of the two iron plates.

To simulate demolition in a narrow space, the hammer weighs more than 20 kilograms, and it takes hundreds of rapid swings to turn on the sensor light.

Damn it, if the little monster fights like this, even the light on Ultraman's chest will be turned on.

Maybe it just turned off Ultraman.

Fang Huai himself took action and completed all four items at once.

There were several blood marks on his hands.

Go up the stairs, go down the rope, cross the bridge, fly down the platform, and the three-meter barrier.

I have no idea where this blood mark was left.

However, the decomposition results of more than a dozen small projects won everyone's admiration.

When I finished a triathlon, I was so tired that I lay there like a dog, looking at everyone twice.

This was his first time doing such a complete triathlon.

This subject was done by real iron soldiers in his previous life. In the fifth year, the squadron did this field. He wanted to try it at that time, but the captain said, "You should retire safely," which made everyone laugh at him. .

In this life, he liked things with thresholds.

Fun!

Take breaks before and after, only 15 minutes.

He had never used up his energy so quickly to the point where he couldn't breathe for even a minute.

It was also the first time he realized that his resilience sometimes failed to keep up.

He was very straightforward when he said he wanted to complete the Ironman Triathlon in one go, but he looked very embarrassed when he was lying on the ground.

However, no one could come up to laugh at him.

All exhausted.

However, there is another person who is good at picking the right moment to ridicule.

"Fang Tieren, how are you? Do you want to do it twice?"

Chen Zhechang's voice makes people grit their teeth.

Fang Huai simply sat up and stared at the slightly bulging belly under his camouflage uniform, which was very asymmetrical with his lean face.

After a while, he laughed loudly and said:

"Chief Chen, I think you've put on some weight in your belly! How about I make a bet with you?"

When Chen Zhechang heard about the bet, his expression became more wary.

"What bet?"

"If you run five kilometers in less than 23 minutes, I will do a triathlon this afternoon!"

After Fang Huai finished speaking, he looked back at the pool of living dead around him and said.

"Brothers, do you want to do it?"

Now, everyone around got up to watch the fun.

Chen Zhechang was already in his thirties, and everyone felt that he couldn't run away and was starting to get a little energetic.

"Do it!"

"Chief Chen, you are a combat training cadre, let us see if you can do it!"

Chen Zhechang's eyes widened.

"Sure? Do you want to admit defeat?"

Fang Huai curled his lips, stood up, picked up an empty call from the ground and gave it to him.

"Come on, carry this on your back. If you're a man, carry it on your back."

Chen Zhechang snorted coldly, took it up and carried it on his back.

"Okay, I'll show you what a combat training cadre is!"

Turn around and go straight onto the runway.

...

During the twenty minutes of excitement, everyone gradually changed from a melon-eating mentality to a bit scared.

This Lao Deng runs a bit fast!

Why don't you slow down?

Chen Zhechang's speed is certainly not very fast. Anyone here can beat him by more than two laps.

But, he was about to lose.

Damn, this is a triathlon plus a fourth event. Everyone has to do it again?

In the audience, only Fang Huai looked relaxed and even cheered Chen Zhechang.

Chen Zhechang said it easily, but since he hasn't run for a long time and hasn't even resumed training, and it was a sunny day, he somewhat overestimated his condition.

After a five-kilometer journey, it is estimated that most of the thirty-year-old men who have not exercised for a long time and are very confident in their former glory have to face the reality.

Not so hard anymore!

By the last half of the lap, Chen Zhechang felt like he had already taken out half of his medical insurance card.

Fortunately, it's Fang Huaika's watch.

When the 23 minutes were approaching, Fang Huai immediately rushed up to meet Chen Zhechang and stopped his watch at 22:58.

"Chief Chen! Hold on! There are only 25 seconds left!"

"If you can't run, your running will be in vain!"

"Huh...huh..."

"Quick! Only 24 seconds left!"

Chen Zhechang's eyes widened.

I have entered a different world? Time is so slow?

"Don't look at me! 23, hurry up! Charge up!"

Chen Zhechang gasped and ran forward.

The end is over.

"Ha...ha...I wipe..."

Chen Zhechang also began to lie on the ground panting.

Fang Huai came over with three parts encouragement, two parts admiration and one part disappointment.

"22 minutes and 58! Congratulations! Chief Chen! Hey! We have to do it again!"

Everyone felt like they were mourning for their heir, but looking at Fang Huai's expression, something seemed wrong.

Damn it, this guy isn't going to let it slip on purpose, is he?

Is there such a self-abuse person?

……

They had no idea what the 25-minute break meant to Fang Huai.

<divclass="contentadv">Fang Huai often tortures others until they cry for father and mother because he tests his abnormal resilience.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

"15...minutes! He's about to finish it again!"

Liu Shoulin, who hadn't seen Fang Huai for a long time, got the second subject. He evacuated materials 400 meters away and was trembling all over.

Fang Huai, however, was working on his fourth project and started hammering the iron plate.

Why does this person become more perverted every time I see him?

Next to him, He Zhijun held his knees with both hands, and his head was covered with beads of sweat. He waved his hands, took a long breath and said: "I'm going to start the crossing. Squad leader Yao, if you want to take a rest, can you help me time it?"

"...Okay, I won't rest either. You climb once, and I climb once too. We time each other."

On the second trip, Chen Zhechang basically followed Fang Huai to time the whole process, while the nine of them slowly recovered their strength and worked on small projects one by one, so they could only time each other.

And He Zhijun, who used to stand on the top of the mountain with his hands behind his back, is now the only target they can chase because he is in the same embarrassment as them.

That thing over there...forget it, it just threw them out of the phantom.

"Ironman competition, total time, 5 minutes and 15 seconds!"

"It's still too slow, Fang Huai! His record is already 4 minutes and 25 seconds!"

Chen Zhechang, the king of strong mouths, looked at Fang Huai who was paralyzed on the ground again from exhaustion, confirmed that he would never be able to get up again, and began to deal damage again.

At the beginning, it was relatively cautious, just a simple PUA.

But seeing that he didn't even have the strength to talk back, he just gasped and began to test:

"Why, wasn't it so hard just now? I can still run for five seconds..."

Before he finished speaking, Fang Huai suddenly sat up and pointed at Chen Zhechang: "Okay! Bet!"

Chen Zhechang was completely embarrassed.

"I mean...you can jog..."

"Okay! Chief Chen, just for your training spirit, 25 minutes, okay? 25 minutes is almost like a walk!"

If Fang Huai hadn't let go just now, Chen Zhechang's score in the second trip would have been more than 24 points.

Fang Huai stood up again and resumed his previous impassioned tone: "Brothers, don't bet..."

The people around collectively raised their heads and looked at the training tower.

Somehow, no one heard Fang Huai speak just a few meters away.

Zhao Yi from the Yunyan Brigade covered his eyes with his hands and looked up.

"He Zhijun rushed to the building...so fast!"

Yao Shuwei, an old martial arts contestant, turned around and said, "Serial sequence...can we still play for 50 seconds now?"

Lian Xu put his hands on his hips and gasped: "50? I...one and a half minutes is enough!"

Liu Shoulin sighed leisurely: "It's almost four o'clock. Is your Second Squadron's meal... ready?"

At this time, everyone was energetic. Everyone looked at their watches. Even Huang Chongjiu, who was always serious, nodded with certainty.

"It's done, it's done. It's time to go back after this trip."

"Mmmmmmm!"

Everyone nodded together.

Only Huang Yong said hesitantly: "This afternoon...it seems that there is still a high-altitude mountain rescue exercise to be done, right?"

The people around him all turned to look at him.

Then, the people around him dispersed and moved a few steps to the side. Huang Yong, who was standing in the middle of the crowd, was isolated from the crowd and became an independent individual like Fang Huai.

Fang Huai's face twitched when he saw it.

"High-altitude mountain rescue exercise, three people in a group, there are exactly nine of you! Three groups!

Let me bet Chief Chen on the triathlon again. Are you going to do the high-altitude mountains, or do you want to do the triathlon with me?

Must choose one! Finished and fucked! "

This time, the crowd quickly framed Huang Yong in again.

"I'll be the number one player!"

"I am number three!"

In less than 10 seconds, the three groups of callers were all sorted.

Fang Huai then sneered and turned to look at Chen Zhechang.

Chen Zhechang's eyes were shocked: "Are you really coming again?...Can you bear it?"

Fang Huai's smile turned brighter, and he didn't say anything. He turned to the playground, raised his head, and hummed:

"You want me to come. Who the hell doesn't want to come? What bastard doesn't want to..."

Chen Zhechang's face turned dark.

"Wipe it, come on!"

...

An 11-seater Iveco just pulled 11 rotten garlic.

Everyone leaned on whatever they could and tried to relax their bodies.

Chen Zhechang was driving, his feet were shaking, but he stepped firmly on the brakes and stared at the traffic lights in front of him.

Fang Huai was thinking about the details of today's training.

In fact, when it comes to the individual subjects of the triathlon, skills have become the most useless thing. Almost all subjects are completed under high-intensity physical subjects.

What you need to fight is complete physical strength and endurance.

We still have to find a way to strengthen their physical strength again.

The first is the body, which has to adapt to this high intensity.

Thinking about it, Fang Huai looked at the dried blood on his hands.

Well...you still have to wear the protective gear that you should wear. Hand injuries are minor things, but mainly waist injuries.

This triathlon…

Once you have the right to speak, you have to think of ways to cancel this subject as soon as possible.

It's okay to experience extreme physical fitness occasionally, but it must not become a normal subject that must be competed every year. No one can bear to practice this every year.

The car suddenly paused.

Everyone looked up and found that the light turned green ahead.

"Chief Chen, why don't you leave?"

Chen Zhechang said with an awkward smile while restarting the car:

"I have been pressing the brake for a long time and my feet are numb. As soon as I release the clutch and brake, I release it faster and the engine stalls!"

Everyone was a little embarrassed when they heard the honking of horns from behind.

Chen Zhechang finally started the car and couldn't help complaining: "Fang Huai, I won't play with you tomorrow! You are just addicted to training people! You want to train, train them! Why train me?"

Fang Huai chuckled.

"I'm used to it. Every firefighter I see, I want to practice."