After Being Reborn, I became a firefighter again?

Chapter 189: Chapter 141 Waiting for the First Police Dispatch

Squad Leader Xiong returned in the afternoon.

But Instructor Cao announced that for the following month, Xiong Jie would have to go to the hospital for physical therapy every two days. The Cooking Squad’s grocery shopping time would be moved up by half an hour to give him a ride to the hospital on the way.

Once he recovered, Xiong Jie could still train, but it was unlikely that he would be able to perform maneuvers like the One Hundred Meters Ladder Attack Drill that were particularly straining on the back.

The old soldiers all felt a bit regretful.

Going forward, if Xiong Jie were to stay in the troops, he could only follow technical or logistics career paths.

Before He Zhijun’s batch of soldiers emerged, Xiong Jie had been a signature figure of the squadron.

Even Zhao Jinchen, who boasted a formidable presence as an old soldier, had to admit that among the soldiers who joined the squadron the same year, he only ranked second.

And Xiong Jie was the first.

The ramifications of this incident were even more far-reaching.

With the new recruit squad leader often absent, the squadron leaders did not have much confidence in Liu Jianfeng’s management abilities as the Deputy Squad Leader.

Liu Jianfeng had plenty of unconventional habits in his daily life: playing video games, online dating, and a fondness for "dressing up."

Just take those flamboyantly colorful sports shoes he often wore, the cadres didn’t like the look of them one bit.

Combining that with the daily performances of the new recruits.

By Tuesday, Cao Yi announced the decision of the squadron department: to reorganize the squads ahead of schedule.

A full two months early, the squads were reorganized.

And this time, it wasn’t just the new recruits being placed into squads.

The new recruit squad was disbanded, the existing Second Squad was dissolved, leaving the squadron with four cadres and 25 soldiers.

The squadron’s full complement of 30 was missing one due to the secondment of He Zhijun.

Four new squads were redefined.

Firefighting Squad One, Firefighting Squad Two, Rescue Team, Special Duty Squad.

Song Lin went to Squad One, also called Firefighting Squad One, led by Squad Leader Zhao Jinchen, and Deputy Squad Leader Liu Jianfeng.

Han Yong to Squad Two, Firefighting Squad Two, led by Squad Leader Sun Jingwu, and Deputy Squad Leader Jiang Jun.

Xiao Haishan to Squad Three, the Rescue Team, led by Squad Leader Fang Hongliang, and Deputy Squad Leader Hu Hongzhi.

Fang Huai to Squad Four, the Special Duty Squad, led by Squad Leader Huang Yong, and Deputy Squad Leader Zhou Yong.

An additional person, Meng Qiang, was part of the Communication Squad and usually slept in the Communication room.

The Logistics Officer slept in the finance room.

The squadron didn’t have a clerk, so tasks were roughly managed by the trio of Meng Qiang, Deputy Squadron Leader Zhang Yaohuan, and intern platoon leader Wu Di.

From the Cooking Squad, Chang Ming slept in Squad Two.

Each squad consisted of six people.

The Special Duty Squad actually counted as five members: Hao Chengbin, Huang Yong, Zhou Yong, the old soldier Chen Zhenghai who transferred a few months ago, and Fang Huai.

Plus, the intern platoon leader, Wu Di.

In one squad, there lived two platoon leaders.

Of course, although the new recruits were assigned to squads, they were essentially responsible for larger sanitary areas by themselves, each managing a squad.

In the future, they would do evening exercises together in Squad Four, and after being done, they would each return their own squad to sleep.

Other duties that required new recruits would still be performed by new recruits.

For the Fire Brigade, reorganizing squads didn’t really change much, as everyone was still on the same floor, with squads next to one another, and the areas of daily life remained the same. Those whom they spoke to on a daily basis didn’t change either.

There was no change at all, except for sleeping in a different bed and a variation in the first view when stepping out of the squad room’s door. The scenery shifted from one end of the long corridor’s firefighting mural to the other.

Fang Huai had already been on police dispatch with the Special Duty Squad, so he didn’t really feel anything.

Song Lin and Xiao Haishan seemed quite accustomed to their new situations; the squad leaders in their squads were quite amiable.

Only Han Yong still felt that the squad leader in his squad kind of looked down on him, and he was clearly unhappy about being assigned to Squad Two.

Fang Huai was aware of Brother Yong’s occasional stubbornness, so all he could do was comfort him, "Later on, during police dispatch or training or whatever, I’ll teach you more, train in secret, then surprise everyone."

However, he said this in front of two other soldiers who enlisted the same year.

Song Lin and Xiao Haishan immediately got annoyed.

"Damn, Director Fang, you’re playing favorites now?"

Fang Huai coughed lightly, "Comrades, now that we’ve been reassigned to squads, we should soon be able to spend our own money and buy things. We might even get leave.

General Han’s bank card is about to be unfrozen. Are your meager allowances that can barely withdraw three bills enough? Do you still want to eat big fish and meat regularly?"

Song Lin and Xiao Haishan froze for a moment, then revealed simple, sincere smiles that lacked guile but were overflowing with emotion:

"We apologize for being rude just now, General Han! From now on, I’ll have your back! During the five-kilometer run, if you can’t run anymore, just say the word! We’ll push you from behind!"

"Right, if you don’t want to respond to an emergency call, just call me. I’m in Squad One, Firefighting Squad One, I’ll go in your place!"

"General Han, um... I want to buy a pair of sports shoes and a sports outfit. It’s more than 700 yuan, and I’m about 200 yuan short. What do you think..."

Han Yong frowned, his hands instinctively crossing behind his back, "What kind of sports outfit and shoes are so cheap?"

"Erke!"

But General Han shook his head, "Isn’t Adidas the brand that sponsored the World Cup?"

Song Lin’s eyes instantly lit up with greed, "Ah... Yes!" fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

"Figure out what you want to buy yourself. I’ll gift you a set." General Han’s Aladdin’s lamp attribute displayed once again.

"Damn, General Han, so generous! A loan, just a loan will do!"

"General Han, I also..."

Fang Huai watched the trio walk away.

Han Yong walked in the center, and the burly men on either side bent at the waist, both appearing somewhat shorter than Han Yong.

The silhouette of Han Yong gave off an air of grandeur reminiscent of a certain gold-named leader from North Korea.

At that moment, Fang Huai could only think of one word: risible.

Not directed at Han Yong, but at those two who knew when to bow and when to stand tall.

...

In the night.

Fang Huai still felt some difference.

A new squad, new snoring, teeth grinding, and farting.

Although Song Lin’s foot odor was gone, Wu Di’s slightly protruding teeth grinding in the middle of the night were equally torturous.

After an evening run followed by some exercise, Fang Huai slept soundly in the first half of the night. The physical strengthening improved his sleep quality significantly, but being woken up made him feel fully awake, so he decided to just sit up.

Since descending to the squadron, Fang Huai wasn’t sitting up in the middle of the night for the first time, observing the view opposite the street.

The view was different from that of Second Squad’s previous location.

Even though it was just the farthest left end of his line of sight across the street changing from the original Liu Feng Tobacco and Liquor Shop to the now-closed Old Soldier Barbecue, it still intrigued him despite the late hour. freewebnoveℓ.com

His days were usually filled with training from morning till night, leaving no time to ponder.

Now, the quiet environment offered him some time to reflect and brought him a touch of melancholy.

The environment was always changing. Where was he headed in the future?

Inventorying oneself is just like a health check-up, you usually think you’re okay, but when you think about it carefully, issues are everywhere.

My own foundation was really quite poor.

Education... high school.

In the military, this would obviously limit my future development.

For someone like Wu Di, who came out of a military academy with an associate degree and became an officer, the prospects for future development were still unknown.

Even if I really managed to get promoted, after a few months of training, becoming an officer, what would be next?

But I didn’t want to spend a few more years in the military academy just to get a degree.

...Correspondence Courses?

The military should recognize them, and it seems there’re no issues with correspondence course qualifications when applying for civil service positions.

You could even pursue a graduate degree.

However, I’m afraid I would have to accumulate a lot of military merit points to pass various exams, right?

The training environment in Special Duty was nice, people were great, but the alarms were just too few. Compared to the bustling Nanming and Yunyan Squadrons in the city, it was too quiet.

With this situation, how many military merit points could I accumulate in a year?

At that moment,

Fang Huai saw the lights flickering in the distance a few streets away.

They were blinking.

No, that was fire!

Fang Huai hastily got up and put his shoes on, running to the window to take a closer look.

Damn, it was indeed a fire.

And not a small one.

In the dead of night, that street was extremely quiet, seemingly without anyone passing by. It was burning so fiercely, yet apparently, no one had reported it.

Fang Huai quickly went over to Hao Chengbin’s bed and patted his face.

"Squad leader, there’s a fire!"

"Mmh..."

Hao Chengbin, too, trained all day and was deeply asleep. Lifting his hand, he patted around where he had been touched, scratched a bit, and turned back to continue sleeping.

Fang Huai, feeling helpless, patted him on the back again, "Hey, squad leader, your house is on fire!"

"Your house is on fire... I don’t have a house!"

Hao Chengbin swatted impatiently again.

Fang Huai was speechless and had to raise his voice slightly, "Squad leader, we’ve got a dispatch!"

At that, thud thud thud, there was a flurry of activity in the room.

Everyone sat up abruptly.

They all started frantically putting on clothes and pants, but looking around, they noticed the alarm bell in their squad hadn’t rung.

The other squads were silent as well.

Everyone turned towards Fang Huai, who was standing by Hao Chengbin’s bed.

Under the moonlight, everyone’s eyes were somehow gleaming green.

Some were even breathing heavily.

Fang Huai swallowed.

Seeing their bed-head anger... if I can’t explain myself today, I might just get promoted on the spot by the squad leaders.

Maybe even get a thrashing.

Fang Huai hurried to the window, pointing to the blazing fire outside, "Squad leader, look! That’s a fire, right? It’s pretty big! Just two streets over, it must be within our jurisdiction!"

A few of the older soldiers, seeing his serious face, got up, put on their jackets, and surrounded the window.

Being tall, Wu Di was the first to confirm, "Mmh... it’s a fire."

Hao Chengbin’s eyesight wasn’t the best. After a look, he frowned, "Isn’t it just someone burning trash or something?"

Wu Di shook his head, "Not likely, it’s already spread to the third floor."

Little Black had a jolt of realization, "Then shouldn’t we wake everyone up?!"

...

Two minutes later, in the garage.

Everyone had been woken up and was gathering downstairs.

The guard post had already opened the big gate.

Cao Yi stared outside but was blocked by the layers of buildings, unable to see the fire and couldn’t help swearing.

"Dammit, why hasn’t the detachment dispatched us yet?"

"Let’s just head out! What if people sleeping in the stores around there suffocate?" Little Black said urgently.

Ye Jiahong rubbed his eyes, "You don’t know shit! There are procedures for dispatching! Cars have to be dispatched according to the fire!"

Fang Huai listened and was speechless.

A bunch of blockheads still half asleep.

He patted Hao Chengbin in front of him, "Squad leader, lend me your phone!"

Surprised, Hao Chengbin quickly understood, and handed over his phone to him.

Fang Huai, not worrying about others’ gaze, took the phone and dialed 119 as he walked outside.

"Wee-oo! Wee-oo!"

"Ahh, I’m reporting a fire!"

"Mmh... I don’t know the specific location, it’s just next to your Special Service Squadron 2! The fire has started, it’s reached the third floor, it’s huge, you know?"

Little Black immediately reminded from the side, "Tongxin Road!"

Fang Huai nodded, "Ah, the address is on Tongxin Road! Call for Special Service Squadron 2 to dispatch, they’ll see it when they arrive on scene!"

"Are there any people trapped? How would I know? Call your fire brigade!"

"Mmh! Call them over, I’ll meet them at the corner, hurry up!"

As soon as Fang Huai finished speaking, the people behind him already knew the dispatch was successful.

He hadn’t even hung up the phone, and with several roaring sounds, a few fire trucks had started up. Everyone, carrying their combat uniforms, ran towards the trucks.

Fang Huai turned back to see that most of the men were almost fully on the trucks and beginning to put on their uniforms, he exclaimed in shock:

"Damn it, wait for me!"

...

Guiyang Regiment, Command Center.

The non-commissioned officer who dispatched the call as usual started checking the surveillance cameras, pairing the alarm ringing time to see if the dispatched squad had departed within the time standard.

Upon seeing, disbelief filled his eyes and he rushed to tap the shoulder of the alarm officer next to him who was reading a novel, saying:

"Holy crap, Special Duty really is different! This dispatch, eighteen seconds! All four trucks went out! Do they never sleep at night?"