After Being Reborn, I became a firefighter again?

Chapter 303: Chapter 239: Heart-to-Heart Conversation on a Moonlit Night

Fang Huai pondered for a moment after hearing this question.

"Hmm... Wang Peng, this afternoon he beat the drum in front of my face and told me he wanted to surpass me, become squad leader."

"Oh?" Cao Yi laughed, "Not bad, having ambition is a good thing."

"Yeah." Fang Huai also nodded, "He can be trained, but his water gun technique is quite poor; he still needs a lot of practice.

Then there’s Zhang Tianwang, who has a very high opinion of himself and values his service time too much, always on his high horse.

As for the others, I didn’t interact with them today, so I’ll have to see in the future.

However, if we really become a unit like the Instruction Team, everyone will have to speak through their abilities. For those who come to train, we also need to be formal and have them wear trainee ranks.

So, this kind of thinking that Zhang Tianwang has must be discarded.

Dealing with these Old Soldiers, I have experience. There are many like this across the province, and we will encounter more who come to our Squadron in the future. Leave it to me.

Next week, I’m on duty. After a week, I’ll have trained them all to respect."

Upon hearing this, Cao Yi suddenly remembered many in the Squadron who had been brought into line by Fang Huai.

Frowning, he said, "Hey, kiddo, maintain unity! Don’t start a conflict with someone just because they pissed you off with a couple of words! I just heard Zhang Tianwang talking about you, don’t take the opportunity to seek revenge!"

Fang Huai’s eyes widened, "What conflict could I have with him? These people will all be the mainstays of our Second Squadron!

With a limited number of soldiers, everyone who comes to our Second Squadron, whether old soldiers or new recruits, has to be well trained!"

Cao Yi couldn’t help but laugh, "A conscript allowance of three hundred pieces a month, and you’re taking on the heart of a cadre."

Fang Huai was about to say something, but then stopped.

With a smile, he said, "How about you share some of your salary with me? I’m out of money. Every day after training, I invite them for water and drinks, and my house is running out of grain."

Cao Yi gave Fang Huai a sideways glance, "You’re not a landlord, you’re a wealthy man! I don’t believe you’re out of money!"

Fang Huai chuckled and moved closer to Cao Yi.

"Hey, I really am out of cash. I don’t get paid until the end of the month. Lend me five hundred, I’ll pay you back next week. I help you with work, you share some of your salary, fair deal, right?"

Cao Yi immediately glared and covered his pockets.

"You’re taking on the heart of that stupid Captain! What does that have to do with me, Cao someone? Go ask Ye Jiahong for it!"

Their bickering drew the attention of a group of people in the front yard.

"Secretary Cao, did you just curse me out?"

Ye Jiahong, hearing the phrase "stupid Captain," looked displeased.

Fang Huai stepped forward with a smile, "I was just asking Instructor Cao for a loan! I thought since the First Squadron won today and nobody had money for a midnight snack, I’d dig into my own pocket to treat everyone. But I’m out of cash, so I asked Instructor Cao for a loan. He said only a fool would lend money!

He also told me to ask the Captain!

I said the Captain isn’t foolish, could he lend the money? Captain, you tell me, about this..."

Ye Jiahong was at a loss.

"Oh my god, Old Cao, you’re stingy yourself and forcing others to be as well? You’re the fool! I’d rather be the fool than a miser! What loan? Brothers, tonight’s midnight snack is on me! I’m calling Wang’s BBQ!"

The surrounding people cheered immediately.

"Captain’s awesome!"

Only then did Fang Huai smile, "For Little White, get something without spice or salt, two chicken legs, and a fried noodles with ham sausage, thank you."

...

Under the quiet moonlit sky, Fang Huai sat on the ground beneath the basketball hoop, feeling a slight chill from the ground, but watching Little White eat made the scene lively.

The damn dog was getting mad at a chicken leg as if it was a piece of soft cartilage it couldn’t chew off.

Tonight should have been a thrilling evening, where even a moment’s hesitation could have let the fire grow, possibly leading to a raging blaze or even an explosion.

But his own portable water cannon had suppressed it, and hardly anyone got close to the tank truck, making everyone feel like today was nothing special.

In the future, when reminiscing about this day, what will probably come to mind is the midnight snack Ye Jiahong treated everyone to.

However, he really liked this kind of "nothing special." If only the day Little Black left had also been like this.

"Little White, I came to chat with you."

Little White showed no reaction and continued to fight with the chicken leg.

Fang Huai didn’t expect it to respond with human words and continued in a warm voice:

"Let me tell you, if I didn’t know you could understand, I wouldn’t be interested in chatting with you.

"I’m someone with a rather old psychological age. No, actually, it’s not that old; I haven’t even been married yet.

"Tch, how should I put it, I understand a bit more than those people.

"When I was thirty, I often sat in a room pondering the meaning of life.

"After time went back, I lived again and rarely thought about it, it seems like slowly, I’ve found it."

"My new life, I’ve got money, I’ve got the girl of my dreams, the most important thing is to do something I want to do.

"This goddamn dead-ass hairy Fire Brigade, being with these people, I can think less and feel quite fulfilled."

"Argh argh argh." Little White finally bit off a crunchy bone, chewing with a somewhat smug look in his eyes.

Fang Huai was speechless, "Damn your father, can you understand me or not? Do I have to speak in plain Guangxi dialect before you’ll properly listen?"

Little White stared at him for two seconds, then got up.

He went to the yet-to-be-opened box of fried noodles, lifted a paw, and scraped the box towards him.

Fang Huai thought it wanted to eat, so he opened it irritably and placed it back in front of Little White.

Unexpectedly, Little White pushed it back again.

Fang Huai felt a bit touched, but he glared at it and said:

"Damn, it’s unsalted! Are you going to eat and talk at the same time? Want me to get you some beer too?"

Only then did Little White go back to the chicken leg and resume eating.

After a couple of bites, he noticed Fang Huai wasn’t speaking and turned his head, tilting his chin up at him.

Fang Huai understood that gesture: I’m eating, you keep talking.

Fang Huai laughed.

"I’m basically just feeding you while looking for someone to talk to.

"Today Old Cao chatted with me, and I wanted to seriously share some thoughts about the Squadron with him."

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"But Old Cao, you know, he’s power-hungry and pragmatic. I talk too much, and he feels it’s not my place to say.

"If I talk to Ye Jiahong, he’ll definitely joke around, thinking I want to be the Regimental commander.

"Anyway, I’ve been thinking, I need to bring up the Second Squadron, even to the point where we might enter the international spotlight... Eh, you know firefighting isn’t a sport, it’s hard to gain international attention, right?

"Our country also only started joining international firefighting competitions after 2019.

"And I want to be a national role model that can influence many firefighters.

"It’s more interesting if both individuals and the group become strong.

"Honestly, I have a pretty strong desire to be seen, to have some grand thoughts, but keeping them to myself makes me feel stifled. If I shared them, though, I’m afraid they’d feel too pressured."

Fang Huai sighed deeply.

But Little White pushed the noodle box towards him again, barked twice, then lowered its head to continue eating.

He understood that too.

Stop bragging and have some veggies.

"Oh my god."

"I’m telling you, I have so many things I can’t share with others, I am very lonely! And before you die, I guess I’ll still be in the Second Squadron. If you could really keep me company for a chat in the future, I’ll provide for you in your old age!

I’ll ensure that you ’rise to the throne,’ with plenty of meat and fish to accompany every meal!"

As soon as Fang Huai said this.

Little White stopped eating, sat down, and looked up.

"Woof!" Little White raised a paw and patted his leg.

Fang Huai rolled his eyes and pouted:

"You... this dog, you’re really no fun, always needing a condition to act! I’m outta here!"

As he spoke, he got up and walked towards the building.

After a few steps, he looked back:

"Finish eating and toss the box yourself, okay! Throw it next to the kitchen trash can!"

"Woof!" Little White agreed sharply.

Fang Huai suddenly found his interest piqued again, "Next month... on the 12th, there will be an earthquake. Wanna go save people with me?"

"Woof!" This time, the response was just as crisp.

Fang Huai’s eyes widened, "No conditions, right?!"

"...Woof!"

Fang Huai finally smiled, "Good dog."

"Woof woof woof wow wow wow..." Little White chased after him, trying to bite him.

"Okay, okay! You’re a dog, not part of the police K-9 unit!"

Fang Huai laughed all the way, running off.