He was reborn and became a firefighter again?

Chapter 53 Director Liang’s thoughts

Under the constant prompts of the machine, Fang Huai's ECG examination was improved to a higher standard.

The female doctor quickly told Fang Huai not to move and called for a deputy director.

The deputy director pushed up his glasses and looked at it for a long time, and also murmured.

"The four waveforms are all quite normal...why are they so slow and steady..."

Fortunately, Fang Huai finally understood what they were talking about, and quickly concentrated on recalling the things that made him sad in his previous life, which finally caused a slight fluctuation in his heart rate.

"Moving! 65!"

The two doctors were relieved.

If you don't move, you will become a machine heart.

When he came out, the doctor said that Fang Huai's heart rate was just on the edge of bradycardia, but there should be no problem. He should stay up late and drink less coffee.

Hao Chengbin heard from the side and finally relaxed and said with a smile: "Don't worry, doctor, our army doesn't have this condition either."

Fang Huai rolled his eyes when he heard this.

Old squad leader, you don't have new recruits in the squadron, do you? Are you so untouchable? Which recruit doesn't train late until 11 or 12 o'clock, and then has to stand in for the squad leader in the middle of the night?

...

In the subsequent spirometry test, Fang Huai had another big eye.

6100.

This is when he realizes that his lungs are strengthened and he knows that he can't blow with all his strength.

I tried my best, but I was afraid it would exceed 6500.

This lung enhancement, if it can continue to be enhanced, will it still be comparable to Phelps?

This data directly shocked Hao Chengbin.

After testing the new recruits in the regiment, the highest was only 5500, and this one was 6100!

With a vital capacity of 6100, how could he breathe like that that day?

Hao Chengbin was puzzled and kept asking. Fang Huai could only explain: The heart rate is relatively slow... The oxygen supply may be determined by more than just the lungs.

Junior high school culture is still relatively easy to fool.

It was just Hao Chengbin's special concern for Fang Huai that somewhat aroused Liang Longhui's dissatisfaction.

Liang Longhui had been absent from work and asked for leave for a long time, and his understanding of Qilian was still limited to the night of welcoming new students.

He clearly heard the conversation that night.

For an old squad leader to take such good care of a new recruit, is it really like what he said that day? Are they related in any way?

After all, as the squad leader, you have to pay more attention to the other recruits in the class, right?

Liang Longhui was full of disappointment with Hao Chengbin's performance.

What is a veteran? He is a benchmark for an army and a role model for young non-commissioned officers. They should set an example. The reason why there are few veterans in the army and the reason why the elimination is fierce is that we cannot allow some people who are constantly declining in their thinking and living a casual life to stay.

He dreamed of being a special forces soldier when he was admitted to the military academy. As a result, the college entrance examination was far away from the National University of Defense Technology where he wanted to go, so he could only apply to the Langfang Armed Police Command College and was transferred to the fire department.

After the assignment, the reality was completely different from what he imagined.

The fire brigade was not run according to the army he knew before. It had many trivial matters and complicated local relations. In addition, it had fire prevention supervision functions and brought a lot of entertainment. It was completely unable to fulfill his dream of forging a military camp to forge iron-blooded elite soldiers.

Now even the old squad leader has succumbed to this kind of human relationship, how can the morale of the army be better?

He has no control over the other companies, but the Seventh Company must put an end to this unhealthy trend!

……

"Wairi...eat slowly. Didn't they give you bread and milk when you took the blood?"

Fang Huai stood at a corner next to the hospital with a sad look on his face, watching as the 10 yuan he finally got from blackmailing Cao Peng in exchange for a bowl of beef noodles with added meat turned into a storm and whirled into Han Yong's throat. , all felt a little sad for Han Yong's stomach.

And the ten dollars.

Did he chew it or not?The braised beef cubes taste so delicious!

"Hmm...that bun was gone in one bite, how could it be enough to eat!" Han Yong put down the bowl and reluctantly took a sip of the soup before he had time to speak.

Fang Huai nodded. For his appetite, the Daliyuan buns given after the blood test were a bit shabby.

"As for the special service team, I won't force you on whether you want to go or not. If you want to find a grassroots squadron with light tasks, I can recommend two to you."

"Special Service...you didn't even tell me, what is the Special Service Squadron?" Han Yong said seriously.

Fang Huai was speechless for a moment, and then he remembered that Yadu hadn't come yet on the day when Squad Leader Hao was talking about the special service.

"The food is better than other grassroots squadrons." Fang Huai first threw out the important part.

Then he said: "The tasks are heavy and the amount of training is large, but with me and Squad Leader Hao here, you won't be so depressed."

"Is the squadron depressing?"

"It's the new recruits who are very depressed."

"Is the lower corps more depressing than the new corps?"

"It's incomparable. Here, one squad leader is in charge of ten of us. In the squadron, there are more than a dozen squad leaders looking after a few recruits. On average, each recruit can be assigned three or four good squad leaders, and there are also perverted superior soldiers.

The new recruits are leaving the army, and the veterans are celebrating the New Year. This year is basically spent by the first-class soldiers who have just graduated from recruits to their second year. They have just suffered a whole year of torture. Just think about how perverted they are. "

Fang Huai said, unable to help showing a cold expression.

"I bet you are more perverted than Pan Zhaohui?" Han Yong was shocked.

Fang Huai patted the back of his head and lectured: "There are people coming and going, so be careful what you say! Why has Squad Leader Pan become so perverted?... You are going to the county squadron where it is more leisurely. I promise you what you want to hear most every day." The voice is telling you to stand guard!

Moreover, if you are on guard during exercise time, you will have to do a few sets of horizontal and parallel bars before you go!

The mountain is high and the emperor is far away, and there is a group of veterans who have nothing to do. Just think about what day it is!

The special service team is in the city, and at least there are always leaders hanging around, so the way they lead the troops will be much more formal!

Of course, as long as it's a grassroots squadron, you can't escape training anywhere. All you can choose is the scenery you see during training.

I'll only ask you this time, if you don't want to, I won't bother. "

Fang Huai actually didn't care in his heart. Now that the tasks given by the system have been completed, he had helped Hao Chengbin overcome his "inner demon". As for Han Yong, if he couldn't use his family connections, the worst he could do was go tell his uncle. .

It's just that Han Yong's family may bring some help to him. According to his observation during this period, this person is also considered trustworthy.

He never denied that he was a philistine, but he didn't cling to it. With the memory brought about by his own rebirth, he wanted to be rich and it was just a matter of beckoning. If Han Yong was not happy, just let him go his own way. .

"Are you in any trouble and want me to help you?"

Han Yong finished the last mouthful of soup, threw the bowl into the trash can, and his eyes became wise.

Fang Huai was stunned for a moment.

Han Yong continued: "If you need money to get out of the team, I can lend it to you. If you want someone else, I have to call my family and ask."

Fang Huai smiled and shook his head: "Tell me first if you want to go."

Seeing his calm look, Han Yong lost a little confidence: "Actually, I'm not afraid of training. I used to be very good at fitness at home. I would lift dumbbells more than a hundred times every day..."

Fang Huai interrupted with a smile: "Just this level of intensity? Then it's too early for you to be awesome."

Han Yong didn't care, and continued: "Let me finish. I'm just afraid that you will think I'm too good and ignore me. I'll be alone by then, so it's better not to go..."

"Fuck me, have you been cheated by a woman?" Fang Huai said impatiently.

"No, no..."

"Where does that slutty tone come from? I asked you if you want to go, so just order it!"

"go."

Fang Huai was dissatisfied: "Be firm!"

"go with!"

"Isn't this necessary? It takes a lot of effort."

……

The next few days.

Since Director Liang came back, Fang Huai has not been to the company headquarters for several days to work.

The position of "temporary clerk" has been replaced.

It was replaced by Jiang Peng.

Every time Fang Huai greeted Liang Longhui, he would nod lightly, look straight ahead, and pass by.

Recently, when Fang Huai raised his hand when asking questions in the political policy class every night, Director Liang turned a blind eye.

This feeling... seems to be deliberately suppressing myself, but it is not obvious.

It's like there's a pebble in your shoe. If you don't take off your shoe and shake it a few times, no one will be able to tell.

Even Hao Chengbin didn't think there was any problem. Director Liang is now back in charge. Since he is willing to use Jiang Peng, let him go.

It wasn't until Fang Huai went down to fetch food with Huang Wenshu when he was on duty that Huang Wenshu found an opportunity and quietly asked Fang Huai if something had offended Director Liang. Only then did Fang Huai confirm his guess.

Huang Wenshu said that he was going to ask him to come to the company headquarters several times, but Director Liang refused and asked for someone else, so he had to call Jiang Peng from Class 8. Another time, he was treating a guest to a late-night snack, and was planning to ask Fang Huai to come to the company headquarters for a meal, but Director Liang refused. What kind of late-night snack should the recruits eat?

After hearing this, Fang Huai could only answer with an innocent face: Before Director Liang came back, he didn't even know Director Liang's full name, so how could he offend him?

Huang Wenshu is also a person of temperament and reminds Fang Huai that Director Liang may not be satisfied with you, so please be careful.

Fang Huai had no choice but to nod his thanks.

Fortunately, Fang Huai also has more time to devote to training. From time to time, he does a few sets of push-ups at the end of the corridor, or practices queue movements, continuing the spirit of "don't mess up".

The system seemed to praise this spirit very much, and gave him two tasks in succession based on recent life trends.

[Help Liu Yue correct his problem. 】

[Let Han Yong strengthen his determination to go to the special service team. 】

When Fang Huai received the second task, he knew that although Han Yong had promised well that day, he was actually still murmuring in his heart. This guy looked simple and honest, but he was definitely no less smart than him.

He didn't make any conditions, so he couldn't figure out how to guess himself.

Seeing that the title was about to be awarded in three weeks, and his uncle was coming soon, Fang Huai decided to find an opportunity to have a showdown with Han Yong directly.

If Han Yong is still hesitant, Fang Huai will stop taking him and tell his uncle directly when he comes.

Without Butcher Han, I still have Butcher Zhang, so I can’t eat pigs with hair on them.

After taking a shower on Saturday, the squad leader informed me to do more exercises on Sunday and maintain the glorious tradition of "weekend rest is not guaranteed".

When the comrades in the class were all wailing, the squad leader gave another wave of extreme pulling.

"After training tomorrow, there will be a midnight snack."

Painful and happy.