Free Web NovelChapter 422: Chapter 342: Haven’t you asked me to the point of choking?_2
The sounds of motor chainsaws and cutting machines could be heard both on the mountain and at the factory gate.
Soon, there were teams transporting lumber.
Within half an hour, people found it tricky to look for someone to help with the wood every time, and after discussions, they set up a dedicated Support Group responsible for observing each rescue point and conveying their respective needs in terms of module size.
Some soldiers who were searching everywhere initially were free with each discovered trapped person, but as each group was established, everyone was assigned to a group.
The previously isolated efforts were broken, and the soldiers from the three detachments slowly melded into a massive machine that started running again.
Efficiency also increased significantly.
"Lift, lift! Watch for safety!"
"Watch the position, be careful with the saw when cutting! Add some water!"
"Bring the rock drill here! Break open this piece!"
"He’s out, he’s out, casualty, notify the Medical Team for transport!"
Fang Huai smacked his lips.
Wow, they even brought portable rock drills; these are new equipment, worth tens of thousands each! These squadrons really don’t want to lose!
As some casualties with lower rescue difficulties were evacuated, with trial and error and reflections, the referees inside gradually stopped making penalty announcements. freewёbnoνel.com
Perhaps the people inside didn’t notice much, but Fang Huai, standing on the side, found it quite interesting, like observing the evolution of human society.
By four in the afternoon, the leaders inside the vehicle still hadn’t come out, seemingly unconcerned about the outside situation.
Fang Huai, however, received an order to report to the vehicle.
He limped over, and as he approached, he could hear laughter from inside the vehicle.
They were talking about the rock drills.
"This is the rock drill we equipped in a very few squadrons last year. Different from our existing demolition equipment, it’s made of high-hardness alloy material, with higher hardness and wear resistance, and more specificity. Although it’s very expensive, in large-scale rescues, it demonstrates irreplaceable efficiency. Once it becomes widespread, our whole firefighting forces will achieve a substantial breakthrough in demolition and rescue."
Fang Huai smiled.
No wonder they dared to bring such an expensive item to participate in exercises; it turns out they were for the leaders’ demonstration.
Was there one on the vehicle too?
"Reporting!" Fang Huai called out loud, straightening his body a bit.
The car door opened, and Fang Huai looked to the side.
Oh my gosh.
There were four small TVs in the vehicle, all showing the outside situation.
The close-up view of the factory area, the distant view, the inside rescue, all connected to the inside of the vehicle, occasionally switching angles—those cameras were obviously handheld.
Although the feed was a bit choppy, and one screen blacked out for a few seconds, and the quality seemed rough to him.
But it’s better to have it!
In his previous life, he never rode in this command car and didn’t expect they had this technology back in ’08.
I’m out of touch.
"Hello, Chief!"
Fang Huai came in with his crutches, not even saluting.
"Come here!" Zhang Zhongting waved him over.
Fan Wenjian, Deputy Regimental Commander from Anshun, extended a hand to help him.
The whole regiment’s command car was quite spacious.
The Big Team command car was a seven-seat IVECO, bare inside, just a red-painted vehicle, hardly different from those of the squadrons.
The Detachment’s command car, he had gone up to see it yesterday, was a Jiangling minibus, an 11-seater, the kind that special police often use. Of course, it had been remodeled into seven seats, with the extra space fitted with some communication equipment.
The whole corps’s was awesome, a Coaster Bus.
It had just arrived this morning, the bus was full of people all morning, and it was Fang Huai’s first time seeing the inside.
Tsk tsk tsk.
The remodeling costs must have been substantial.
The bus had wood flooring installed, and there were not only seats and tables, but also leather sofas.
"Leader, this is who I’ve been telling you about, Little Fang from Special Service Squadron 2! The deputy captain of the Tangjia Mountain Dagger Group!
Born into a military family, he has been put through a lot of training since childhood, aspired to be a soldier, and in just half a year after enlistment, he has already been awarded a First Class Merit from the department and three third-class merits!
Recently, due to a rescue task, he injured his leg, but he’ll recover soon!
He’s one of the frontline instructors we’re optimistic about and is also one of the responsible persons for this plan!"
As soon as Fang Huai got on the bus, Zhang Zhongting started to heap on the praise.
Fang Huai’s background was redefined by Zhang Zhongting, who got straight to the point, reminding Fang Huai not to let anything slip.
It was to prove that Fang Huai, although just a Soldier, had been striving from a young age.
Capable and well-rounded.
"Wow... not bad, young man, so promising at such a young age! When the youth are strong, the state is strong! Seeing you young people, I see the hope for our country’s future!" the leader’s eyes brimmed with mirth.
There are many astonishingly talented youths, most of whom aren’t in the public eye. The Chinese Academy of Sciences, the Military Commission, both have nurtured many extraordinary youths, some of whom have made great contributions to the state.
The leader, having seen plenty in his time, did not feel that Fang Huai lacked qualifications after hearing this "experience."
Upon hearing these words, Fang Huai also quickly stopped curiously gazing around and maintained a composed attitude, saying:
"Thank you to the commander and the provincial government for your strong support! In our rescue efforts, we’ve felt a lot of frustration due to issues with equipment and specialized training. We’ve been hoping to get updated equipment and more professional training grounds! Now there’s finally hope!"
The leader was taken aback for a moment.
This young man spoke more bluntly than Zhang Zhongting. Zhang knew to beat around the bush when it came to funds, but this one came right out with "strong support," "there’s hope"? ƒreewebɳovel.com
How much support is considered "strong"?
The firefighting forces really do have a knack for asking for money!
This statement must have been prepared in advance.
A few of the firefighting regimental commanders also laughed.
They thought Zhang Zhongting was just showing off his nephew’s qualifications, but it turned out, he was his mouthpiece!
Today, the leader was cornered in the bus, not allowed to leave, as the firefighting forces insisted on showing him where the firefighting funds were spent. The objective seemed to be growing bigger and bigger, not just about a new squadron anymore—it seemed as if the whole regiment needed remodeling.
One by one, they kept expressing their grievances, each person’s words airtight, meticulously avoiding any mention of Guizhou’s poverty or the proportion of government funds allocated each year, only saying there wasn’t enough money, while inside they felt a mix of helplessness and annoyance.
At this moment, looking at Fang Huai’s youthful face, they suddenly felt as if they had found their leverage.
"Oh? What specifically are your equipment and training grounds lacking?"
Alright, you keep saying there’s a shortage; let’s see how much you, a grassroots soldier, can articulate. Specific prices, I’ll have someone assess those.
As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding leaders felt a bit awkward.
Just don’t mention the cheap stuff, huh! How much money could that possibly require?
Fang Huai was also taken aback for a moment.
Then, he couldn’t help but laugh.
Aren’t you asking about something that’s right up my alley?
