He was reborn and became a firefighter again?

Chapter 97 What is 119?

"What police?!"

People in the building kept asking questions loudly.

After a few seconds, a voice came from the first floor: "Emergency rescue! The ring is stuck! Only one car came out!"

"Crooked day..."

Voices echoed throughout the building, echoing loudly from the surrounding tiles.

Fang Huai felt a little want to laugh when he heard the scolding upstairs.

In his previous life, he retired in the winter of 12. In the second half of 11, he coincided with the launch of "League of Legends" and became very popular.

In the last year, Fang Huai also became obsessed with that game, but it was like a curse. If he played 10 games, he would encounter the police in 5 of them.

Demacia's grass Q was practiced very well, but he never reached the prime level. Later, his teammates complained and he was banned for more than 30,000 days and a hundred years.

The teammate who pits B is not necessarily a primary school student, but may also be a firefighter.

The recruits looked curiously at the two squad leaders who were motionless.

In the past, the squad leader of the recruit regiment taught me that 60 seconds at night and 45 seconds during the day, when the fire truck came out of the camp gate, when the alarm bell rang, everyone immediately stopped all work and put on their equipment to get on the car.

"Squad leader, if you call the police...don't we need to go?" Song Lin asked doubtfully.

Then Monitor Xiong smiled warmly and said:

"You don't need to send out the police for the time being. Thanks to you, our two squad leaders and ordinary police officers don't need to go either.

But every time you hear the alarm bell ringing, you have to gather in the garage as quickly as possible.

This is the first time you have heard the alarm bell, so you can be slower, but I have told you the rules this time, so you should pay attention next time.

Liu Jianfeng also said coldly: "Next time the fire truck goes out without even reaching the garage, do 200 push-ups!"

Xiong Jie waved his hand and said there was no need to scare the recruits:

"Come on, go down and have a look."

At the top of the stairs on the second floor, the next staircase leads to the garage.

In such a short distance, when Xiong Jie and Liu Jianfeng led the recruits to the garage, a car had already sounded its alarm and left the garage.

But before the car reached the door, it stopped again.

A girl in her twenties walked in from the door of the squadron with one hand raised and a chicken leg in the other hand, waving her hand to the fire truck and talking as she walked.

"No need to go! No need to go! I'm here!"

Xiong Jie smiled and walked towards the door with his hands behind his back. The recruits immediately followed him curiously.

Fang Huai was used to this kind of thing, but he hadn't heard this familiar alarm bell for a long time, and he felt a little touched in his heart.

That sound seemed to pull all the cells in his body, and he was immersed in this familiar yet unfamiliar environment again.

After his rebirth, it was all sounds that made him feel this way.

For the first time, I said "Hello, squad leader" when I joined the recruits.

The second time was the warning bell just now.

A few veterans who got off the car out of the warehouse walked in front.

"Did you call the police?"

The girl nodded: "I'm sorry! I was eating across the street, and accidentally got the ring stuck when I was breaking the bones. After calling the police, the store clerk told me that there was a fire brigade opposite, so I came over by myself!"

The veterans were dumbfounded: "What are you raising your hands for?"

The girl pointed to a finger with the drumstick: "This promotes blood circulation! I broke it off twice just now, but it didn't come off! The handle of the ring is stuck green!"

As he spoke, he took another bite of the chicken leg in his hand.

Except for Fang Huai, the remaining three recruits saw the police for the first time. The honor and belief they had finally established suffered a devastating impact.

There was such a big battle, the whole building was shaking, and this is the result?

A broken ring?

These days, the Internet is not yet completely popular, and fire protection propaganda is not so comprehensive. It is the first time for the recruits to open their eyes to this kind of thing today.

Squad leader Xiong looked back at the recruits who looked uncomfortable, guessed what they were thinking, and patiently explained in a low voice:

“The scope of our firefighting dispatch business is very wide, and is generally divided into fire fighting and rescue and emergency rescue.

The content of emergency rescue is very complicated, and there are more than 90 types of police officers with regulations.

Our 119 hotline is called the universal hotline.

There are many strange things.

Last month, there was a drunk man in the suburbs who insisted on calling 110 and asked the police to take him home.

110 called the police to us, and we searched for him on a mountain 20 kilometers away for more than half an hour before we found him and sent him home.

And the man vomited all over the car.

We came back and washed the car for a long time. We were also very angry, but could we not go?

What if he is left there and the person is drunk and freezes to death in the wilderness?

Remember, our firefighting principle is that rescuing people and protecting lives is always the first priority, followed by rescuing property. We must do both of these things.

Catching cats to save dogs, poking hornets' nests, catching snakes, cutting rings, anything that endangers the safety of people's lives and property is a problem we have to solve!

Only by actually solving problems for everyone will we bring prestige and honor to our firefighting force! "

Everyone listened, and then they looked at the situation ahead seriously.

The veterans had moved out a stool and a table from the guard box, and asked the girl to sit down and put her hands on the table.

Several tough guys from the Secret Service carefully gathered around the table to discuss countermeasures.

"The soapy water is no longer enough, and her fingers are swollen. She has to tear it apart, so she has to hurry up."

A third-term monitor looked at the girl with his hands behind his back and said, "Girl, your ring can only be cut off. Is that okay?"

Seeing that her fingers were getting bigger and bigger, the girl had no choice but to nod.

"Bring the vise." The third-term sergeant greeted.

The first-class soldier who started lying on the car to watch them immediately ran to the backyard.

"Squad leader Fang, let me do it." A first-term sergeant said.

But the official squad leader of the third period shook his head: "This is not easy to do. After a while, you can press her flesh and leave some space."

Seeing how solemn the senior sergeants were, the new recruits were all eager to see.

Taking the vise over, Squad Leader Fang found a thin piece of iron from the guard box and carefully inserted it from the middle of the girl's ring.

It took a long time, but I didn't get it in.

Squad leader Xiong explained to the recruits:

"Don't think that this kind of thing is easy to deal with. There are other people's fingers down there. If you don't do it well, you will be injured. Let you go. Don't tell me whether you can handle it well. It is difficult to judge how to start."

Seeing the girl's gradually dignified eyebrows, the recruits cried out pain from time to time, and felt a little terrified in their hearts.

"No, I can't get in. Xiao Hei, help me put the iron piece under her ring to block the vise!"

Squad leader Fang gave the order, and the sergeant next to him carefully pressed the iron piece to steady the girl's hand, and tried hard to push the girl's swollen flesh to the side with his other hand.

Open the 30-centimeter vise, and carefully press the tip onto the iron piece under the ring.

With a sharp squeeze, the girl yelled.

"You're not hurt, are you?" Squad Leader Fang frowned.

"No, no...it's not broken! If it breaks a little, try another!"

The girl was also a little embarrassed and said: "No...I, I was scared..."

The girl said, and the half-remaining chicken drumstick in her hand was also thrown on the table. It was no longer fragrant.

Aligned, another cut.

"Breaking it off!"

After a lot of work, both ends were finally broken.

But Han Yong actually started applauding, just shy of shouting "Okay".

Fang Huai quickly pulled him.

The girl burst into tears.

After putting down the vise, Squad Leader Fang immediately looked over, pointed at Han Yong, and then quickly comforted the girl with a gentle voice.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's already been cut..."

Monitor Xiong turned around and glared at him.

"What are you applauding for?"

Fang Huai quickly looked back. Fortunately, Liu Jianfeng was not there. He seemed to have gone to the cafeteria, otherwise he might have gotten a kick on the butt.

Han Yong was a little confused and didn't know what he had done wrong.

Fang Huai pulled him aside and frowned: "Don't laugh or applaud when the police are dispatched!

People are in pain when they find us. You are applauding next to us. What's going on?

When you are at the police scene, even if something funny happens, you have to hold it in! "

Han Yong nodded aggrievedly, and Song Lin and Xiao Haishan beside him were also thoughtful.

Monitor Xiong's ears moved. Seeing that the girl over there was no longer crying, he turned to look at Fang Huai and said with some relief:

"Fang Huai understands it right!

And once this situation is discovered, it is not bad to be beaten and scolded by the grieving person!

The last person in our squadron who laughed at the fire scene, do you know what happened?

Already retired!

Or the driver of a fire truck! Just because he was chatting with the onlookers next to him, he smiled a little, and it happened to be captured by the camera of the city TV station.

The family's house was burned down and they were crying very sadly. The scene of the driver laughing happened to be in the same frame as the person involved.

In this one scene, the detachment leader was criticized and the brigade and squadron were punished! He was a very good soldier, but he was not transferred to the second-term sergeant position!

Let me tell you, don’t take anything as a trivial matter. As long as we go out of this squadron and face the masses outside, every word and deed will represent the image of firefighting!

If you wear military uniforms, it also represents the image of the army, and there is no room for slander, understand? "

"I understand, monitor!" All four of them said solemnly.

These words gave them a lot of sense of responsibility.

Even Fang Huai was wondering, was his original idea correct? Even if you make a lot of money, shouldn't you be too high-profile?

I had never seriously thought about these issues in my previous life.

Mainly, he wants to show off his wealth, but he doesn't have the conditions.

...

Soon, Fang and Huai were arranged by several second-year soldiers to help in the kitchen.

Today, Saturday, the veterans all went to rest. Even squad leader Xiong took them to introduce the environment of the squadron and handed them over to the superior soldiers and went to the "Happy Zone".

A few senior soldiers were full of energy and went to the cafeteria to supervise the workers and watch them work.

But I came late today, and the work was almost finished, so I was waiting for the food to be served. Even the bright-minded Fang Huai could only find a job cleaning the food preparation table.

The four second-year soldiers didn't seem to have thought about how to "torture" them. They just laughed and boasted.

"Hey, Fang Huai, right? I heard that you play the guitar well and the detachment has taken a liking to you. How many performances will you give us in the future?"

"Han Yong, you need to work on your figure! You're fatter than your squad leaders Chang and Meng!"

"Song Lin, do you still dance hip-hop? Can you do Thomas?"

Except for Meng Qiang, who looked unhappy, everyone else was teasing the recruits.

The recruits just said "yes yes yes".

It was not easy to cook until the vegetables were ready.

Chang Ming stuck a spoon on the edge of the pot, which seemed to be in a proper shape. He pointed at Fang Huai who was standing outside with a serious face and said:

"Go and let Captain Xiong blow the whistle to start dinner!"

Fang Huai was about to answer, but Xiao Hui had already grabbed him.

Then he proudly took out a whistle from his pocket.

"No, I have a whistle! I'll blow it!"

Then walked out of the cafeteria.

"Jujujuju..."

A short and powerful whistle sounded outside the compound.

Fang Huai suddenly turned dark.

My day...this class of superior soldiers won't bring me trouble, right?

After the whole building was silent for 5 seconds, countless heads appeared from the windows, and there was a burst of cursing from bottom to top.

"Who blew the emergency muster whistle?"

"Fuck! Qi Xiaohui, are you a fucking idiot? Who taught you to whistle like this?"