After Being Reborn, I became a firefighter again?

Chapter 266: Chapter 208: If you are my brother, come strike me!

The atmosphere was heavy.

Everyone’s hearts were a mix of three parts moved and two parts frightened.

Huang Yong was no exception, despite many wanting to participate in the martial arts competition before the contest.

If they had gone, wouldn’t they have been squashed?

Huang Yong’s remarks made everyone somewhat alert.

They all felt that Fang Huai’s emergence in this year’s competition was under the circumstances of a lack of strong competitors.

In fact, on further thought, which year’s competition didn’t have several masters appear?

Two years ago, many of the masters who are now praised and longed for, and whose departures were deeply regretted, were still nobodies.

When they went to the base for the competition yesterday and heard other detachments both respecting and cursing Fang Huai, they couldn’t help but laugh.

A new recruit like Fang Huai was able to subdue you all; scared, huh?

But when they made a horizontal comparison, they suddenly realized that Huang Yong, who had a very strong overall quality in the squadron, ranked fourth in one of the groups.

There were nine groups in total.

The veterans whose mentalities were shattered by Fang Huai would not be weak, in fact, quite strong.

"Little Black, what’s your ranking?" asked Zhao Jinchen.

Huang Yong had only been transferred last year, and he wasn’t fully aware, but Little Black, who had been with him for four years, had competencies quite similar to his.

Perhaps even a bit stronger.

"I’m in the... group, ranked third! My group was kind of weak, haha! But I asked about my overall ranking, and it should be after the 20th! Huang Yong and I are about the same!

The strongest group was the one with Fang Huai, where even Liu Shoulin only ranked third! The number... from that group, if they came to ours, would easily beat everyone in our group!"

Little Black seemed quite carefree, revealing two big canines with a smile.

Now, everyone had a clearer picture.

Some thought they could be ranked in the thirtieth place.

Others, fortieth place.

"Squad Leader Little Black, do you know Wen Jingsong’s ranking?" Zhang Yang suddenly asked.

Little Black shook his head: "He’s not a beauty, why would I pay attention to him!"

But Cao Yi said, "His total points should be between 35th and 40th. The range after the 20th until the 40th place is very tight, the overall difference isn’t that large, sometimes it’s just a matter of luck."

Everyone was surprised for a moment.

How did Instructor Cao know?

Fang Huai took a deep breath.

No wonder Old Cao went to see an officer from the War Training Department this morning.

He probably learned about many people’s scores, including Wen Jingsong’s.

He had always been helping him keep an eye on this rival on the path to promotion.

After Cao Yi spoke, he smiled again: "You know your own level now, don’t you? Compare it with your own."

Shit, the food doesn’t even taste good anymore.

They suddenly realized that within the whole corps competition arena, Fang Huai was undoubtedly an existence they looked up to.

At this moment, He Zhijun consoled everyone: "Regular performance doesn’t represent wartime performance. The training before the competition will improve everyone’s scores.

Moreover, those who are in the forefront have been cultivated with a lot of resources from the whole corps; they were not born strong. Systematic training can improve many people’s level significantly after one experience.

Work hard on the basics in daily life, and before the competition, the units you represent will undergo special training to improve scores."

The more He Zhijun spoke, the more everyone felt Fang Huai was awesome.

Damn, Fang Huai was pulled off the police dispatch car the morning he went to the competition; how could he have undergone any special training?

Even the 100-meter hurdles, he hasn’t learned it since he left the squad, right?

This isn’t just a gap in talent, now looking at Fang Huai, they felt there might be a difference even in species.

Looking at his 1.78 meters, slim and neat stature...

That’s not right.

"Fang Huai, how have you grown taller recently? When you stood behind Xiao Haishan just now, you weren’t much shorter than him! Xiao Haishan, how tall are you? Stand up and compare your height with Fang Huai!"

Zhao Jinchen’s words startled Fang Huai, who said:

"Huh? I’m 1.78 meters tall!"

Xiao Haishan stood up at this point, confidently smiling:

"Squad Leader Zhao, I’m 1.82 meters tall, he’s a few centimeters shorter than me!"

Having said that, he stood next to Fang Huai.

Now, everyone stood up as well.

"Crooked day, they’re the same height!"

"No, Xiao Haishan is still slightly taller."

One said after another.

Cao Yi, seeing that the food was getting cold and the main topic hadn’t finished, but now the topic had turned to height, became impatient:

"Meng Qiang, take out the tape measure from your comm pack!"

...

A minute later.

Fang Huai stood barefoot on the ground.

Meng Qiang pinched the tape measure, looked, and looked again.

"18...1 point... definitely over 1.81 meters!"

After saying that, he let Xiao Haishan hold the tape measure to measure himself too, in disbelief.

Still 172.

"Damn, Fang Huai, you must have been sculpted by Nuwa herself, and I’m just the rough draft she used while making you."

"Damn," even Cao Yi couldn’t believe it and stood up:

"Fang Huai, you gaining strength is one thing, but how did you grow 3 centimeters taller? Isn’t your physical record 178 cm?!"

Amidst his excitement, Fang Huai finally remembered the system’s description of core strength: it could improve body outlines, making muscles more aesthetically pleasing.

This damn body outline even included height!

Awesome!

"...I don’t know, it was all jumbled! I just feel like the air on General Hill is great, and so is the sunshine! I used to be a bit hunched over, but now I feel all better!" When Fang Huai said this, he glanced at the Task Completion Degree in the system.

Yep, it went up another ten points in the past few days.

General Hill deserves some credit.

The others all stared at Fang Huai with wide eyes.

Some even subconsciously covered their legs.

The same year soldiers at the table, especially Han Yong, were nearly in tears.

Goddamn it, just shut up!

Frog jumping up the hill, walking down like a duck, anyone who goes would end up crying for their mama.

When Fang Huai saw even the old soldiers looking miserable, he couldn’t help but feel a mix of pity and amusement. He tried to keep a straight face and said solemnly,

"Instructor Cao, let’s not talk about that now since we’re eating!

Today, I’m deeply thrilled to be entrusted with this heavy responsibility, and I assure all the squad leaders, I will definitely be a good leader for the Special Duty Squad!

However, I don’t want to stir up anxiety. This time, Anshun Brigade invited a Track and Field Coach for scientific training, and as everyone has seen, it’s been very good.

I think we still need to stick to ’strict training, happy living.’ I’ve noticed that most of the squad leaders in the squadron like playing computer games.

Does anyone know how to play Warcraft, Dota map?

I suggest that during rests, we can form several teams and compete against each other!

This way, we test individual skills as well as team cooperation! Plus, a team is made up of five people, just like our combat squads!

It also benefits team unity and mutual communication!

Moreover, with a local area network, we don’t have to worry about soldiers chatting all over the internet, adding to the leadership’s psychological burden. And facing complex police dispatch situations, if we suddenly have to respond, we can all go together without complaining about an unfinished game.

A man’s game shouldn’t be hopping and bopping, hitting keys to make a little cartoon character dance, right?

Passionate contests, I think, have more of a manly feel! If you’re my brother, come hack me!

I believe that this activity could become hugely popular and even spark a trend in the Detachment’s recreational activities, organizing squadron battles!

Of course, as for regular training, I will arrange a complete training plan next week for the squadrons to consider!"

No sooner had the words fallen.

"Dota? The map from the Warcraft RPG?" The first to respond was Ye Jiahong, surprisingly.

Fang Huai nodded.

Several people showed smiles.

"Kid, you don’t know, but several of us in the squadron are old Dota fans. We play on the Haofang contest platform!

So, you can play too?"

Fang Huai’s lips curled up slightly: "Pudge roamer, solo mid Kael, if nothing goes wrong, you’ll be doubting your life."

Fang Huai said, already feeling itchy to play.

He had given up smoking; this was one of the few hobbies left.

Not often does one become a squad leader, able to go up to the third floor, ain’t it time to enjoy it on a big weekend?

We’re here to be soldiers, not to cure internet addiction, right?

"Yo, pretty cocky, huh?" Ye Jiahong continued the conversation:

"But it’s just me and Chen Zhenghai, Sun Jingwu, and a few others who play!

Zhao Jinchen, that noob help, just likes to slash away at Legendary. He even constantly recharges his account with money! Liu Jianfeng, Jiang Jun, they like to bury themselves in skirts! Dancing in ’Audition’ with those online grannies! No taste at all!"

Zhao Jinchen slammed the table: "Warcraft, you think I can’t? Just that crappy map of yours, I could learn it in two seconds! This afternoon, let’s battle!"

This ignited interest in everyone.

"Bring it on!"

"Let’s do it!"

Instructor Cao Yi, hearing Fang Huai speak with such enthusiasm, felt tempted, thinking that it was indeed a good idea to avoid everyone playing separately on weekends. Having trouble gathering everyone if needed, but if we could get a few guys who didn’t get along to play games together, it would be conducive to unity.

"Great! Fang Huai, then you organize it! Consider it our squadron’s recreational activity. If you really have the ability to have the brigade organize a competition, from now on, this will be our squadron’s fixed weekend entertainment!"

Fang Huai smiled.

Who says the Fire Brigade can’t have a gaming team?

Years after he was discharged in his previous life, the brigade even organized people to compete with other units’ teams in LOL competition!

Starting from 2003, the National Sports Bureau even listed eSports as the 99th official sport. Why couldn’t competitions be organized?

Dota would soon take the world by storm, or rather, it already had. He planned to make good use of this game and turn it into Second Squadron’s tradition. freeweɓnøvel.com

The journey to unity in Second Squadron starts here. From now on, we’ll be skilled both in literature and in martial arts!

And besides, I’ve got money in my pocket!

Fang Huai, with a sweep of his hand, declared:

"Great! Instructor, I’ll invest twenty grand to start a Special Service Cup. Every month, our big team will have football, basketball, and gaming competitions. The winning team members will get a 200 yuan bonus each.

If that doesn’t interest you, you can contribute it to a group supper.

Once a month, we’ll have just one official competition. If we’re too busy, the prize will roll over to next month’s competition, so work isn’t affected! How about that?"

With these words, the entire room erupted.

This guy, he really isn’t short on cash!

"Damn, Director Fang, that’s generous!" Kong Xiangzhong was the first to applaud.

"Awesome! I’m in for this project!"

"Haha, count me in too! I’m done with ’Audition’!"

Instructor Cao Yi was stunned: "Damn, the whole corps? You mean to have the entire big team play? ...You’ve got too much money, burning a hole in your pocket, sponsoring your own squadron is fine, and now you’re including First Squadron? Do you realize what Master He will think when he hears about this?"

Fang Huai waved his hand dismissively: "Squadron’s proposal, my investment, I’ve got the money! This is about getting support from the big team’s leadership to enhance the legitimacy of the activities! Besides, we’ve got basketball and football too! The leadership wouldn’t really refuse, right?

Brigades organize basketball competitions, go out to attract sponsors and give out prizes! Why can’t we do our own?"

But Instructor Cao laughed:

"I didn’t mean that, of course, the big team will agree! But... when old Master He hears about this, isn’t he going to ask you to start a Special Service Mahjong Cup?"

"Hahahahaha..."

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