Free Web NovelChapter 392: Chapter 319: What, they can fly?_2
By dinnertime, the alarm bell blared loudly, and they responded to an emergency.
A fire, the scene followed them as they rushed outside.
...
Upon their return, each one was in a disheveled state.
Voiceover: "Tonight, they’ll work overtime to wash the fire truck and sort the equipment. The Squadron Captain said there have been many alarms these past few days, and the fire trucks should not be too dirty when they go out. The imposing sight of them should give the public more confidence."
What followed were the voices of firefighting leadership at earthquake and other disaster sites.
"We must not miss any sign of life!"
"Squadron Captain, you lead the team inside. If you are sacrificed, I will take over the command!"
"Quickly establish an internal attack group, and within half an hour, get everyone out from inside the mall!"
He Yongjun slowly sat down, took out his cell phone, glanced at it, thought to put it away, but then thought better of it and placed it back on the table, occasionally glancing at it.
...
At a campsite somewhere.
Despite being May, the wind outside the tent was bitterly cold.
"Oh... wu... that smells damn good! Next time bring more sweet potatoes!"
Captain Hu held a piping hot roasted sweet potato, rolling it continuously in his hands. He took a bite, and with each scalding mouthful he let out exclamations, before greedily taking another bite a few moments later.
On his computer screen was a live broadcast from CCTV.
"Ha, as if there will be a next time. We’ll probably have to change it up next time! Window periods like this one aren’t always available!"
A dark-skinned giant wearing an emergency rescue suit said while leaning in closer to him to see the computer screen, he exclaimed in surprise:
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Captain Hu disdainfully glanced at him:
"Leopard, the News Broadcast was available for online streaming back in ’99! I’m telling you, Brother Li Kui, can you not only work out your muscles every day? Find some time to work on your brain too!"
He said, pointing to the computer screen:
"See that? ’Contemporary Firefighting’! Firefighters of the new era must keep pace with the times! In April, China’s 3rd generation mobile communication was being tested, and you can’t even use a computer! At this rate, it’ll be hard for you to make it to Period Five next year, let me tell you.
I’m giving you until the end of the fourth training period this year to master using a computer! Don’t just play CS; you’ve got to learn how to use the statistic forms and do composition!"
The hulking man immediately grimaced: "You might as well just kill me."
As he said this, he leaned in closer again, looking at the computer screen, and furrowed his brow:
"CCTV... a special on our firefighting? What year’s program is this?"
Captain Hu impatiently replied: "Live, it’s live."
The big man suddenly looked amazed: "Damn, that guy’s crossing speed is impressive. Pull the progress bar back for me to see."
"I just told you it’s live, there’s nothing to pull."
"That guy just now, he looks familiar."
At this, Captain Hu became serious and mused:
"Hmm, we saw him in Beichuan, with He Zhijun’s squadron. Now... it seems he went on a rescue mission... to Guizhou Wangmo after the flood disaster there on May 26."
The big man’s eyes lit up, clapping his hands: "Ah! That’s him! Is he the next period?" freeweɓnovēl.coɱ
Captain Hu slowly nodded.
"Our Squadron is currently proposing to the superiors to plan the formation of several professional rescue teams, which will include..."
The computer’s audio stuttered a bit, and the image was not very clear, but there were subtitles.
Both watched Fang Huai speak on the screen, their expressions becoming more and more astonished.
Captain Hu even put down the sweet potato in his hand, his eyes widened, and his hands gripped the edge of the table tightly.
"Damn," the big man frowned. "Captain Hu, isn’t this your idea?... Did you discuss it with him?!"
Captain Hu shook his head feeling numb all over, his expression grave, and he leaned back a little.
He thought again of He Zhijun.
He shook his head again.
This idea, he had discussed it with only a few people.
Squadron within the corps.
He had thought about it; a large team overseeing multiple rescue squadrons, each capable of specializing in multiple areas.
However, the idea of one squadron managing so many sub-teams was something he dared not contemplate.
At present, there aren’t many squadrons in the firefighting service that could have so many people, and besides, it would require a strong training foundation for support.
So, the idea remained just that, an idea, in his mind.
He was still a soldier... how could he even think of these things!
How dare he claim on CCTV that he could achieve it?!
Captain Hu’s breathing became urgent.
...
Guiyang, Shachong Road, Fire Brigade Headquarters.
Boss Wu, accompanied by a non-commissioned officer from Period Five, walked into the office, took off his hat, rubbed his hair, and tilted his head up towards the plasma television on the wall.
"Little Jiang, turn on the TV, switch to Channel 1."
The non-commissioned officer walked up to the wall where the TV was, picked up the remote, turned on the television, and changed from the Guizhou channel to Central Channel 1.
Then, he pulled a napkin from the coffee table, took a small medicine box out of his pocket, picked a few types of medication, placed them on it, brewed a cup of warm water, and set both on the coffee table.
"Boss, remember to take your medicine."
Boss Wu leaned on the sofa watching TV as the program just started, nodded while reclining on the sofa:
"Don’t call me for dinner, I’ll take a nap. Just wake me at seven, I have a meeting tonight."
"Alright." The non-commissioned officer closed the door and left.
The office returned to silence.
Boss Wu watched, but his expression turned puzzled. He fetched a glasses case from the coffee table, pulled out a pair of thin glasses and put them on, and looked again.
It was definitely that Little Fang on the TV, with his name and squadron listed there.
"... and even in the future, we will explore the aerial domain!"
"Hey!" Boss Wu laughed, scratching his head.
"This kid, he’s staging a coup!"
After pondering for half a day, he stood up again and walked to his desk, rummaging through a drawer.
He found a thin dossier, went through it again carefully, occasionally glancing at the TV.
For a while.
"Heh." He laughed again.
Boss Wu reclined on the sofa once more, lost in thought for a moment.
Then he took out his phone and dialed a short number with some familiarity.
He knew the short-number codes for the commanding officers of units throughout the whole regiment by heart.
It connected quickly.
A loud shout came from the other end: "Boss Wu!"
Boss Wu couldn’t help but move the phone a bit farther away and turned on speakerphone.
This Sichuanese old soldier was just too loud when he spoke.
"Yongjun, about the plan you brought yesterday, I haven’t approved it yet, but it’s already on TV?"
The other side seemed to have their excuses ready and immediately protested loudly:
"I didn’t know, Boss Wu! They didn’t even tell me about the TV interview! If you hadn’t called, I would have rushed to the Second Squadron! If it wasn’t for the fact they’ve returned from Sichuan and went straight to flood relief, working hard, I would have insisted on making them do a twenty-kilometer training march today to tighten discipline!"
Worked hard...
This He Yongjun was trying to preemptively silence him.
Now, the Second Squadron was again a model squadron of heroes.
Boss Wu’s tone softened a bit and he chuckled, "The plan is not bad; got any good lessons? However, are you sure about some of the claims? The aerial domain, I don’t see it written in your plan! What, can they fly?"
"Ugh."
The other end was at a loss for words.
