After Being Reborn, I became a firefighter again?

Chapter 135: Chapter 91: The New Comrade, Has Finally Arrived!

The last morning in the new recruit group was incredibly lively.

The squad leader handed out cigarettes, while the company leader distributed snacks.

Of course, all the snacks were brought by the new recruits themselves.

Everything that had been kept by the unit was now handed back to the new recruits.

Mobile phones, cigarettes, food, drinks, a whole range of personal items—everyone was frantically stuffing their mouths and pockets.

And they swore that once they transferred units, they would hide these things well to prevent the squad leader from finding them again.

Actually, apart from mobile phones and cigarettes, none of these snacks and drinks were contraband after the transfer.

Of course, amidst the frenzy, there was also embarrassment.

Those new recruits who used to brag all day about how beautiful their girlfriends were now found themselves without even someone to call.

Squad Nine’s Yue Tao also faced this awkward situation.

His eyes somewhat vacant, he murmured like Ah Q, "Why is it a guy answering... why is it a guy..."

Yue Tao’s Zhang Manyu was gone.

A group of people surrounded Yue Tao, laughing. It was Little Hui who showed more warmth. After teasing him, he also tore open his Want Want QQ Candy and handed one to Yue Tao.

"Here, brother, it’s only expired by 20 days, still edible."

Fang Huai also smiled as he took his own phone from Yue Tao’s hand and passed it to the next person waiting to make a call, Lu Zexian.

Actually, he wanted to make a call too.

But out of the five people in the squad with mobile phones, except for his, all were disconnected, so he had no choice but to let them use his phone one by one.

During his three months in the recruit group, Fang Huai learned one thing: to alleviate others’ worries.

It wasn’t about a spirit of devotion, he just felt a certain responsibility towards his comrades around him.

After everyone had finished their calls, and with only twenty minutes left before the troop assembly and separation, Fang Huai finally took back his phone and stepped out to the corridor to call Yang Shaoqing.

"Hello?"

Once Yang Shaoqing’s gentle voice came through, Fang Huai could hardly wait to say,

"They’ve assigned us, Guiyang, Special Service Squadron 2."

Yang Shaoqing was stunned for a moment before asking, "Are you leaving right now?"

"Yes, I’ll be joining the Fire Brigade. But I probably won’t be able to make calls for three months," Fang Huai said with a laugh.

Another pause followed, then Yang Shaoqing suddenly chuckled.

"Then... are you inviting me to visit your squadron?"

Fang Huai joked in return, "Of course that would be the best, just don’t bring a boyfriend with you. My allowances aren’t high, I can’t afford to host."

On the other end, there was some annoyance, "Fang Huai! What are you... what are you saying! Do you really hope I have a boyfriend? My dad won’t even let me date!"

"Three months is quite a long time," Fang Huai said leisurely, "you’re so outstanding, there must be many chasing you."

"Ew~ how sour," Yang Shaoqing suddenly said in a disdainful tone.

Fang Huai’s eyes widened.

"Huh? What?!"

Yang Shaoqing started laughing, "Nothing! I’ll come to visit you! Special Duty, Second Squadron, I got it."

Fang Huai remained dumbfounded for a while before speaking more seriously, "Shaoqing, I want to stick with the army for good."

"I think that’s great, I support you."

"But the army doesn’t pay much, I might not be able to afford a house when I get married," Fang Huai tested.

"My family has several properties!" Yang Shaoqing retorted straightforwardly.

Fang Huai finally began to smile.

Yang Shaoqing also realized something was off and hurriedly said, "I mean, I could lend you one!"

"Really lend it? We’ve got a pretty female officer in our troops..."

"Not lending it anymore!" Yang Shaoqing burst out angrily.

"Haha, I’m talking about Zhang Ning; she said you were very impressive and told me to seize the opportunity," Fang Huai said.

"You...!" Yang Shaoqing got to the state of being both shy and angry.

Fang Huai laughed out loud and stopped teasing her, "Alright, I won’t tease you anymore. I should be able to make calls after I transfer, and when I have time, I’ll ring you from the squad leader’s phone.

Don’t come too early, I won’t be able to get leave for the first few months."

"Were you just teasing me earlier?" Women are natural detectives, girls included. Yang Shaoqing clung to that first sentence.

Fang Huai was as decisive as an older man should be.

"I wasn’t teasing you, but please don’t text me. Every time I switch on the phone, it feels like I owe you a lot."

"Hmph! I’m going to text anyway! You better go now, good night!"

"Hey, it’s still morning!"

"I love saying good night, good night good night."

The call ended.

Fang Huai smirked, "Isn’t it just a ’Wan an’? I love you, love you, heh, as if nobody understands. These days, people love playing these coy letter games."

An old man had snagged his beloved prize, and as he spoke to himself with disdain and shameless pride, he said,

...

"Brother! We’re off!"

"Take care!"

As the assembly whistle blew, the entire new recruit group erupted in farewells.

There was also a special ceremony in Squad Nine.

Fang Huai stood in the squad, proactively stretching out his fist.

The new recruits all put down their bags, big and small, and formed a circle around him, reluctantly putting up their right fists as well.

Fang Huai’s face lit up with a smile as he said, "Brothers, the journey is just beginning. With the honor of Squad Nine, let’s go for it!"

"Let’s go for it!!"

At this moment, Han Yong couldn’t help but smirk mischievously, revealing a secret nobody knew.

"Deputy Squad Leader, I won’t say let’s go for it. We’re in the same squadron, so you can take care of me. You’ve already promised me!

By the way, I see you didn’t bring much stuff, I have two more bags here, can you carry one for me?"

Everyone gaped at each other. Then, a stream of curses erupted from Squad Nine.

"Damn it! Han Yong, you’re inhuman!"

"You and the Deputy Squad Leader are in the same squadron?!"

"You nepotistic bastard!!"

...

"Su Mengliang!"

"Here!"

"Yunyan Squadron, Second Squadron!"

The cadre distributing soldiers on the playground began the roll call with the Provincial Brigade, proceeding one squadron at a time, and envy filled the eyes of those not called.

The Provincial Brigade—where the welfare and equipment are both excellent!

"Yang Libing!"

"Here!"

"Liu Qitai!"

...

"The aforementioned personnel, Special Duty First Squadron! Now for Special Service Squadron 2!"

"Fang Huai!"

"Here!"

"Han Yong!"

"Here!"

"Xiao Haishan!"

"Here!!"

The voice was close, Fang Huai turned his head to look, and there was Xiao Haishan of Squad Six, also in Special Service Squadron 2.

Not right. In his previous life, Squad Seven should have had only Xiao Haishan in Special Service Squadron 2, right? Two other guys, no telling where they’ve been squeezed off to by him and Han Yong.

Squad Seven was also shaken.

One company, three soldiers in Special Service Squadron 2!

Wang Jian watched from the side with a pang.

Damn, he had personally trained both of these soldiers! And just like that, he’d handed them over to someone else!

Comrade Han Yong was thus unceremoniously ignored by Captain Wang.

"Song Lin!"

"Here!"

Someone from First Company ran out and fell in line behind Fang Huai.

Fang Huai turned back, waved to Hao Chengbin and Wang Jian, and then got on the bus. freewebnøvel.coɱ

The two waved back.

Hao Chengbin was straightforward: "Perform well these next two days! I’ll take care of some procedures, and I’ll join you on Monday!"

Fang Huai nodded and boarded the vehicle.

The vehicle that had come to pick them up was the same red IVECO that had dazzled them during the special training.

The squad leader was still the same one who had asked if he had been a favoritism recruit, only now the expression on his face had turned into an enthusiastic smile.

The Guiyang Regiment had this advantage: There was no need to first gather together at the regiment before being distributed. Each squadron directly came to the base to pick up the soldiers.

Some regiments had to undergo concentrated training for two more months after being assigned.

The senior soldiers at the squadron were turning gray as they waited.

Serving as a soldier, but effectively being a new recruit for a year and a half, just as the new recruits were finally being dispatched down to the units, the squadron leaders had already begun asking about their discharge.

Two years in the service, only truly learning the word "discipline".

"Haven’t eaten breakfast yet, have you?" asked the squad leader up front.

"We have, squad leader!" Song Lin at the front replied with a smile.

Everyone said they had.

Only Han Yong, the stubborn one, chuckled and said, "Squad leader, I didn’t eat my fill this morning... can we go for a bowl of beef noodles? My treat!"

The deputy squad leader laughed: "Outside food is unhygienic. If you want to eat something, wait till we’re at the squadron, and I’ll have Squad Leader Chang from the Cooking Squad make it for you!

By the way, my name is Sun Jingwu. You can just call me Squad Leader Sun."

"Good to meet you, Squad Leader Sun." Fang Huai heard and responded.

Sun Jingwu looked at Fang Huai in the rearview mirror and nodded: "You’re Fang Huai, right? I remember you. Instructor Cao mentioned you when he got back; you performed very well as a new recruit and even got a third-class merit?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Huai immediately darkened his expression: "Squad Leader, it was a third-class merit earned in training, not for acting in a promotional film."

Sun Jingwu was rather short among men, with curved and handsome eyebrows. Apart from having a darker complexion, he had a kindly face. Hearing Fang Huai speak, he burst into laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha... Kid, you sure hold a grudge, eh? Good, I like it! In our Special Service, you have to have a bit of temper!

Don’t worry! Both Instructor Cao and Captain Ye have said it: that’s your talent! Our Special Service needs this kind of talent too, and we’ll give you the opportunity to make use of it!"

Fang Huai inwardly sneered.

That day, he had heard the company leader of the First Squadron say, the opportunity to make use of it probably meant being stuck in the communication room writing briefs, right?

Fang Huai stopped chatting, and the other new recruits also began to focus on the scenery outside.

It didn’t take long before the Second Squadron’s big gate came into view.

The vicinity was bustling, and the crowd standing at the squadron’s entrance was beaming with joy.

Four distinct figures, tall and short, fat and thin, stood side by side at the entrance, like door gods.

Their faces could hardly hide their smiles.

As the vehicle drew near, the entrance became lively. The four senior soldiers grabbed the gong and gave it a vigorous beat.

As the vehicle passed the entrance, one senior soldier approached the window, squinting with a grin, and called out to Sun Jingwu:

"Squad Leader Sun, what took you so long to get back?"

Sun Jingwu snorted: "Little Hui, can’t wait, can you? Show some restraint!"

But that senior soldier leaned towards the window, laughing merrily at the four new recruits in the back.

"New comrades, finally you’ve arrived! We’ve been waiting so hard for you!"

"Shoo, shoo, shoo!"

Sun Jingwu impatiently wound up the window.

The new recruits in the vehicle felt something was off.

Unable to help himself, Han Yong tugged at Fang Huai and leaned in to whisper, "What rank is that? Why have we never seen it in the new recruit group?"

Fang Huai whispered back without moving his lips: "Second Cudgel on the shoulder, power unbounded, better to provoke a squad leader than a senior soldier."

Han Yong immediately shivered.

"Crap, I feel like he’s about to strip me down and give me a bath."

"Enough talking, get off the bus."