He was reborn and became a firefighter again?

Chapter 87 Who is practicing?

"The person who spoke just now, and the one who led the team to hide from the rain, come out!"

The captain dismissed all their reasons at this moment. Seeing that no recruits answered, he began to issue orders.

Fang Huai and the other two recruits who answered the call made a report, walked out of the queue, and stood next to the queue.

The captain pointed at Fang Huai and the three of them.

"You will be on the playground soon, responsible for carrying the dummy, foam buckets, and liquefied gas tanks!

"The rest are waiting on the top floor of the training tower! They are responsible for collecting the water hoses and bringing them down!"

Fang Huai thought it was over.

The three of them were going to wait for the evacuation of 400 meters of supplies.

Four hundred meters of supplies were evacuated, and the first 50 meters were run empty-handed.

There is a 50-pound fallen dummy at 120 meters. Pick it up and run another 50 meters.

Arrive at the place, place the dummy in the designated area, lift two 32-pound foam buckets, and run 100 meters.

Put down the foam bucket and find a 30-pound gas tank. Pick it up and run 100 meters.

The last 100 meters, sprinting to the finish line.

Create one of the individual projects for the public security firefighting iron army competition.

Commonly known as the "forging iron" project.

After a person completes a lap, the weight-bearing tools will naturally return to their original positions.

If each of the three of them is responsible for returning one thing, then each of them has to return once after making a trip.

Looking at the people here, there are at least forty or fifty.

What's the concept?

If each person took one trip, they would have to repeat it forty or fifty times.

"Chief! Is there a trolley?" Fang Huai asked.

Normal assistance is to have a trolley, pick things up on the trolley, and pull them back to the starting point.

Especially the dummy, 120 pounds, 50 meters, 40 times is 2000 meters! Who can do it?

We still have to turn back to the end of the item, and it’s another two thousand meters empty-handed!

Is this called "forging iron"?

In his previous life, Fang Huai could not complete the 120-meter evacuation of materials because he could not carry the -pound dummy.

There is a world of difference between a dead one weighing 120 pounds and a living one.

In his previous life, Fang Huai could carry a living person weighing 180 kilograms, but he could not carry a dead person weighing 150 kilograms.

Thirty minutes to an hour after death, the whole body becomes stiff, and various organs are like clockwork, fighting against the weight-bearing person.

The fire training dummy is even worse. Not only is the filling hard, but the surface skin is also slippery. If there is a little rain on this day and the skin is wet, just pulling the dummy up is a big job.

The captain had a half-smile on his face: "You understand quite well, but there is no trolley!

But every half hour, someone will come and rotate!

Don’t worry, if you can’t do it, you can slow down! Waiting for you!

But people must follow the equipment they are responsible for! Where the equipment is, there you are!

You three allocate among yourselves! It doesn't matter whether two people carry the dummy and one person is responsible for the barrel and liquefied gas tank, or you take turns! "

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding veterans were shaking their hands and looking at the ten recruits.

Fang Huai finally understood.

Today it’s not the veterans practicing and the recruits watching, but the veterans taking turns serving the recruits.

What assistance? Can this be called assistance?

It is not difficult to carry two trays of water up and down the training tower. The real show of strength today is on the playground.

The half hour each person takes their turn is the real physical fitness subject tonight.

Fang Huai and the other three who "made mistakes" are the first batch of experience members. They are allocated two hours. If 10 people are divided into three batches, then the first batch of them may go through two rounds.

Among them, the major with his hands behind his back seemed not to be prepared to argue with the recruits. He should be the leader of the special service brigade and spoke directly to the two squadrons under his jurisdiction.

"The first squadron will evacuate materials for 400 meters first, and the second squadron will climb the stairs with heavy loads. They will complete the subjects within an hour, and then swap!"

The two recruits next to me and the other seven people in the queue seemed unaware of this.

When others are training, aren’t we just helping to move things?

No matter the time!

There was a first-term non-commissioned officer who looked at the recruits with relaxed faces, and even looked around curiously. He shook his legs and said with a smile:

"Everyone, let's work hard! Don't delay the new comrades in moving things! Let the new comrades see the speed of our special service!"

The veterans began to laugh.

The team quickly separated and walked in their own directions.

"Two of us will carry the dummy! The remaining one can carry the barrels and liquefied gas tanks! The one who carries the barrels and the dummy will be rotated every two trips!"

Fang Huai took the initiative to talk to the other two.

One of them immediately glared: "How can that be done? The three of us must be in three places, one for each of us!"

Another one also started to echo: "Yes! Otherwise, the people carrying buckets and cans would have to run 200 meters! It would be unbearable!"

Fang Huai's face trembled, then he pointed at the dummy and said, "Okay, then who comes first with that dummy?"

The one who spoke first said immediately: "Then I'll go first! After two trips, you guys can agree on one person replacing me!"

Fang Huai smiled: "Okay, let's talk after you finish two trips."

Unexpectedly, the man looked at the dummy and smiled slyly: "What are you afraid of? If you can't carry it, you can still drag it!"

Fang Huai didn't say any more and said directly: "Then I'll carry the bucket first. The bucket is the most important thing."

The three reached an agreement.

As soon as the whistle started blowing at the starting point, Fang Huai saw a figure wearing camouflage uniforms rushing towards him.

This subject is supposed to require you to wear emergency rescue clothing, but there are not so many rules in the training.

When the man arrived in front of the dummy, he took the dummy's hands with almost no hesitation. The dummy hadn't even fully stood yet. He leaned over and lifted the dummy onto his shoulders. With a low growl, he stood up straight and rushed forward.

The speed of lifting the dummy probably does not exceed four seconds.

At this moment, he already has the strength of the backbone of an ordinary squadron.

When the man rushed to Fang Huai, the dummy was thrown to the ground with a muffled "dong" sound.

Some squadrons use 120-pound dummies when training. Many people cannot lift a weight of 100 pounds.

That kind of dummy is either obviously empty inside or one size smaller.

But this one, just by the sound of it landing, and looking at its size, it’s about 120 meters, and it’s definitely a real -pound dummy.

Fang Huai, who had just had some illusions just now, sighed deeply and started to run after the sergeant who had already picked up the bucket.

When he put down the two buckets, Fang Huai stopped watching, and only wanted to have some spare time to rest.

Once you get started, it's really heavy.

Two barrels, 64 catties, carried and galloped.

But Fang Huai felt that this bucket was a little wet.

No, it must be slightly hydrated. The water inside is not completely filled, maybe a few kilograms missing.

Fang Huai was happy when he returned to the 50-meter mark with the bucket.

The buddy who just wanted to be the first to carry the dummy was squatting there, huffing and puffing, competing with the dummy.

Fang Huai put the bucket back to its original position and said with a smile: "Oh, you can make the dummy work with this posture, and those non-commissioned officers will have to obey you."

The guy was also scared: "Brother, please help me!"

Fang Huai smiled and helped to lift the dummy up, overcoming the most difficult step, and held the dummy to let him free his hands.

"Quick, quick, put it on your shoulders. It'll be fine once it's on your shoulders."

The man grabbed the dummy's crotch and lifted it onto his shoulders.

Fang Huai helped him lift another handful.

It was not easy to adjust the dummy to this buddy's shoulders, but at the moment Fang Huaisong lost his strength.

"Fuck...fuck! Help!"

The look on his face was beginning to look suspicious.

"It's... it's on my shoulder... where can I go? I can't walk... I can't walk!"

Fang Huai couldn't help at this moment, so he had to say: "Is your posture wrong? Shake! Adjust it!"

"Shaking..." the man said, really shaking.

The dummy lost its balance and rolled over, falling from its shoulders.

In this situation, he couldn't even carry it on his shoulders, but he actually reached out to pick it up.

The dummy's fall was barely stopped, but the guy howled loudly.

"Ouch! I'll wipe it! My hand is broken!"

...

The reality is quite cruel.

Fang Huai still helped, and he and the two of them carried the dummy over.

Lifting actually didn't take much effort. The two of them couldn't lift straight and their waists were bent. When they reached the starting point, they felt that their waists were about to break.

The veterans laughed.

Before the two of them could breathe a sigh of relief, the cadre frowned and spoke:

"What the hell? It took less than two minutes to run, and it took three people more than three minutes to recover their equipment! Next one, start quickly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a whistle, and a figure rushed out with a "whoosh".

He even turned around and looked at them with a smile.

The brother next to Fang Huai stared blankly at the figure.