After Being Reborn, I became a firefighter again?

Chapter 196: Chapter 147: Comrade, which unit are you from?

In front of the training tower, beside the parallel bars, it was practically Fang Huai’s stage for showing off.

But it seemed there was some kind of skill limitation, you could only show off once a day.

Today, Fang JiuCha got promoted, but when climbing the training tower with a tire, he ended up twelfth in the squadron.

It wasn’t an issue of strength, Fang Huai had just been careless and hadn’t dodged.

When pulling the tire, he was only focused on training his muscles thoroughly, taking it slow.

As a result, the non-commissioned officers put in a lot of effort to regain some pride in training. Usually taking it leisurely, today they were pulling tires and gritting their teeth. The frequency of switching hands was as rapid as punching cream puffs, pulling the tires up so fast they were practically flying, quickly reaching the top.

Moreover, after everyone finished, they would deliberately ask:

"What place am I in?"

"What place am I in?"

"And me? What place?"

Smack, a right-hand peach thief, smack, a millennium kill.

Ye Jiahong was so angry that he cursed out loud while looking at the training log:

"Fang Huai, I just handed you such an important task, and you start slacking off in training?"

Fang Huai twitched a corner of his mouth when he was scolded.

This gang of old geezers, they’re genuinely old, and they’re genuinely foolish.

He immediately shook off his hands, indicating he wanted to try again.

Zhao Jinchen, who was first, expressed his disagreement.

The non-commissioned officers also said: Right! Training with a tire is about training the whole body, how can you focus on just one exercise?

They didn’t give him a chance to turn the tables.

Later, when flipping tires, Fang Huai started off full throttle, flipping the tires with loud thuds, directly breaking the previous record.

As a result, half of the non-commissioned officers complained of back pain and asked for leave.

Zhao Jinchen even patted Fang Huai on the shoulder, earnestly advising him:

"Little Fang, you can’t train like this! Didn’t you learn from Squad Leader Xiong’s lesson? How can you still not take care of your back?"

The other squad leaders also began to PUA Fang Huai: Young man, remember this. No matter what, just remember it.

Fang Huai spent the entire afternoon cursing in his heart at each squad leader.

...

As soon as training was over, Fang Huai was taken to the Squadron Department by Hao Chengbin.

"Reporting."

"Come in, come." Cao Yi was looking at the computer screen. As soon as he saw Fang Huai, he beckoned him over.

Then he pointed to his computer: "Take a look."

Fang Huai approached and saw a document on his computer screen that was from the whole corps.

"Several Regulations Regarding the Concentration Training and Martial Arts Competition of the Detachments"

He glanced briefly, nodded, and said:

"Got it, I need to keep a tighter rein on people. The whole corps is going to be checking."

Cao Yi nodded approvingly: "Last year during concentration training, several detachments dealt with six or seven typical cases, you know that, right? fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

Middle of the night parties, beer... and those who went out.

I’ll be upfront with you. I’m sending you there as a new recruit not only because you know the ’Internal Affairs Regulations’, but also because you can handle it, and you’ve got connections.

Thirdly, you’re not familiar with those guys.

Those old soldiers, if you’re too buddy-buddy with them, everything becomes about connections, turning a blind eye, so I’m not at ease.

Don’t be afraid of offending people, and don’t see yourself as just a new recruit. You are a regulation inspector.

But don’t swagger around; these guys are the backbone of each squadron, and it’s not good if relations get too tense.

They’ll be going out for training, you can accompany them, or you can change into training clothes and join them, take the opportunity to learn.

This time it’s only ten days. In this period, you can be a bit freer. You don’t have to participate in squadron events, just comply with the army regulations and do this one task well.

However, in terms of daily life, don’t get too involved with them.

If our detachment gets caught out as a typical case this time, the higher-ups are definitely going to take their frustration out on us.

Our squadron is responsible for this training, we can be without merit, but we cannot afford a mistake. Understand?"

Fang Huai smiled: "Got it, Instructor.

If they listen, I’ll be nice and friendly. If they don’t, I’ll figure out a way to make them listen."

"Hahaha... that’s right, you’re a sharp one," Cao Yi laughed heartily.

Hao Chengbin nearby also laughed: "This kid, he gets politics. Don’t worry about him!"

Fang Huai, however, chuckled slyly: "Instructor, this regulation inspector... what level is it?"

"General team!"

After saying that, Cao Yi scratched his head and frowned:

"Why do you ask? Wait, you’re not thinking of getting one up on us, are you?"

"No, no, no, I’m just afraid I won’t be able to command respect!" exclaimed Fang Huai loudly.

Cao Yi’s expression then relaxed, and he quickly printed out a document and handed it to him:

"Here, take this and have a look!"

...

The next day.

It was just past ten in the morning.

The whole squadron was resting.

The safety officers had been decided upon, one Song Lin, one from the second year, Zhang Yang.

The ones sent to assist this time were seed players from the Second Squadron conscripts.

Finally having a day off, the old soldiers all headed to the Happy area. Fang Huai, having nothing to do, sat idly on a bench by the flowerbed at the entrance.

Pondering life.

At that moment, two vehicles from different counties converged at the entrance of the Second Squadron.

Two got off one vehicle, three got off the other.

All non-commissioned officers, the drivers simply greeted and dropped off the people at the entrance, then turned around to head back to the squadron in time for lunch.

Somehow a leader emerged among them.

"Yo, Brother Yang!"

"Brother Chen, what a pleasure, what a pleasure!"

"Your squadron brought three people? Even more than the Special Duty Team? You must be aiming for the championship this year!"

"Nonsense, how could that be? Zhang Guangxu is from Xifeng! Squad Leader Shi Chenhui is from Xiuwen! They’re all on the same road, our squadron’s vehicle just picked them up on the way!

As for you guys, one squadron, two people, one of the champions or runners-up in the Corps Martial Arts Competition is bound to be yours!"

"Hey, who doesn’t know about your invincible load-bearing climbing skills in the whole province?"

"You must be joking, Chen Dakang’s 5 kilometers weight-bearing, 15 and a half minutes! Known as the electric scooter!"

Five people entered through the open Big Gate, praising each other.

Fang Huai listened to the Non-commissioned officers from the county Squadron talking and was somewhat speechless.

Awesome to such an extent, it’s almost poetic.

And they spoke so loud as if they were afraid others would underestimate them.

"Hey, do you know? Among those who came back, there’s also a First-class soldier, the son of the Logistics Minister!"

"Really? Isn’t that like the pre-determined champion?"

One of them, not wanting to appear cowardly, put his hands on his hips and said:

"Hey, what’s the big deal? Our Squadron got a new recruit this year, from Pingjiang in Hunan. Do you know Pingjiang?

General County! Damn.

And they speak so perfectly.

Sooner or later, you’ll learn something real from all the bragging you do."

Fang Huai mocked in his mind but was already approaching them.

The several men glanced at him.

A soldier’s rank, on the weekend, actually sitting and resting?

This was very unusual for them.

Their new recruits, from the end of training till the year’s end, except for sleeping, all had to gather and work together, let alone just having finished training a month ago.

At this time, the new recruits walking around in the Squadron had to line up in a single file.

Weekends were not for resting, but for the new recruits to participate in labor.

Sitting upright here, to them, was an absolute violation of regulations. During the weekend class meeting, one could get a loud scolding from the squad leader for "What the hell is wrong with you," accompanied by a few kicks.

Fang Huai stood up and said, "Squad Leader, your accommodations are on the second floor!"

This morning, a few of the new recruits had already cleaned up two unused squads on the second floor.

The Second Squadron, tasked with concentrated training, would certainly have a place to stay.

"You, lead us there."

A Non-commissioned officer said and stepped forward, pushing the bag he carried in front of Fang Huai.

Fang Huai, seeing the skilled motion, probably the type who liked to boss new recruits around in the Squadron, smiled, stood up, and then took the bag.

It wasn’t a typical camouflage bag, but an enlarged one.

Quite heavy.

Those who came for concentrated training carried their own blankets and two sets of Combat Uniforms, which should all be inside this bag.

"Let’s go, I’ll take you to the second floor."

How they bossed around recruits wasn’t his problem, as long as they didn’t break any rules in the Special Duty Team.

People were not all there yet, and he was not ready to start his Shift. freёwebnovel.com

But when Fang Huai turned to check their discipline and appearance, he felt a big task coming on.

The few Non-commissioned officers behind him, seeing Fang Huai’s less than respectful manner, also started to fall silent.

Damn, what kind of new recruits does the Special Duty Team train? So disrespectful? Just carrying one bag, what about the others’ bags? Don’t you know to take one?

Fang Huai led them to the two squads opposite the Special Duty Squad and set down the Non-commissioned officer’s backpack before he prepared to leave.

However, that Non-commissioned officer started giving orders again, "Hey you, find me a disposable plastic cup and pour me a cup of water."

Only then did Fang Huai turn around and look at him seriously, saying:

"Yes."

He turned and went out. Inside, a discussion had already begun.

"Did you see that? Zhang Guangxu, that new recruit seemed a bit defiant when looking at you."

"Heh, I’ll ask Liu Jianfeng and Lv Dong later about what kind of soldiers they’re bringing!

Liu Jianfeng even said in the QQ group that he’s the Deputy Squad Leader of the new recruits! If I had recruits who dared to sneer at me like that, wouldn’t I hang them on the bar for an hour?

Chen Dakang, from Special Service Squadron 2, do you have any familiar faces from this year?"

"They’ve all been transferred, leaving only Zhou Yong, who will also join this concentrated training."

"Zhou Yong? I don’t know him, call your same year soldiers to handle him!"

"I haven’t bumped into him since I arrived. I’ll go and see which squad he’s in later."

The place where Fang Huai went to get water was not far, right across from them. He heard their conversation clearly.

Damn, you’re really trying to stir things up.

Everyone from the Special Duty Team is upstairs.

Try calling them down and see if they’ll respond.

Fang Huai thought for a moment, drank the cold water he had poured, filled another cup with hot water, and brought it to the next room, handing it to the one named Zhang Guangxu, who was probably a soldier in his third year.

"Squad Leader, it’s hot."

As soon as Zhang Guangxu took it, he felt the scalding heat from the disposable paper cup and discontentedly said:

"You poured me a cup of boiling water; how can I drink this? Get me a cup of warm water!"

Fang Huai smiled and didn’t indulge him further:

"Then just leave it there to cool for a while."

With that, he turned and left the room.

Inside, Zhang Guangxu started cursing, "What the hell kind of new recruit is this? Hasn’t the new recruit group ever been beaten?"

Fang Huai clicked his tongue in annoyance.

Damn, forcing me to start work early in the morning.

He went straight into the room, opened the small cabinet under his wardrobe, took out a white cap and a belt, put it on, then took a notebook, a pen, and a small book of "Internal Affairs Regulations."

After leaving the Special Duty Squad, he straightened his appearance in the mirror at the end of the corridor.

Hmm, handsome.

It’s just that this brand-new "Internal Affairs Regulations" book didn’t quite fit the Regulation Inspection image.

I’ve seen the General Team Regulation Inspection Class’s regulations book in my previous life, always worn from flipping day and night, a "battle-damaged version."

Taking the small notebook, he pushed the door wide open.

Inside, no lights were on. Fang Huai’s tall silhouette, wearing a white cap, was especially highlighted by the sunlight shining directly on him.

The few inside, still bragging, were immediately startled.

Under the light, the words "=Regulation Inspection=" on the side of the white helmet were particularly clear.

Fang JiuCha grinned, raising the notebook in his hand:

"Comrade, which unit are you from? What are your names?"

(Chapter 148 has been locked and is awaiting unblocking.)