After Being Reborn, I became a firefighter again?

Chapter 425: Chapter 345 What to do in case of an earthquake on a cold day?

It was past 6 o’clock.

Covering six acres, a massive area of 4000 square meters akin to a football field buzzed with noise, with people calling out for tools in all corners, strongly reminiscent of the situation back in Hanwang.

The only difference was that smoke rose from cooking fires and a tantalizing aroma filled the large courtyard.

"Lighting! Lighting! It’s getting dark, can’t you see?"

"Number 2 vehicle! Bring in the light group, quick!"

"The director group says it’s time to eat!" freewebnoveℓ.com

"What meal? Haven’t you done earthquake rescue before? We can already see the trapped personnel’s heads, no need for a meal! If you don’t believe me, go ask! Push the lighting to the door!"

In the building, a non-commissioned officer from the Anshun Brigade yelled, causing many to be jolted.

The familiar slogan that, when humans are found, meals can be skipped.

Fang Huai paused momentarily, glancing around at the several groups still engaged in the rescue, estimating briefly before picking up the two-way radio and saying:

"Logistics, logistics, save some food, there are still around fifty people on the rescue, it’s definitely going to be delayed because of mealtime."

Soon, Yang Yonghua’s annoyed voice came through:

"When it’s time to eat, they don’t, but when they’re starving, they make a ruckus! I got it!"

Fang Huai couldn’t help but laugh again upon hearing this.

The soldiers nearby also heard the message, continuing the rescue while laughing loudly:

"Did you hear that? Old Black says not to be crying hungry later!"

"Pfft... all he has are slick lines; he should consider grad school!"

"If we, the Xixiu Second Squadron, don’t complete the rescue today, we won’t eat!"

At 6 o’clock sharp, the entire factory area was declared clear of the search and rescue operation, and the total number of trapped personnel was counted: only 88 people, more than half required extensive demolition to be rescued.

There were 22 squadrons present, less than three people for each squadron to rescue.

And so, the soldiers coined a new slogan:

To reduce the rescue time from two days and nights to just one day and one night!

They were not planning to sleep that night, determined to fulfill the KPI of "each squadron rescuing three people" before they would consider rest.

Exercise+Difficulty+Atmosphere+Comparison+Firefighter=Nuclear-powered donkey.

However, they somewhat underestimated this task. The location that Zhang Zhongting searched for several days and specially designed by the experts from the whole corps and the brigade for them was not so easy to complete.

Indeed, they had not found all the trapped persons. freēwēbnovel.com

The total number of those trapped was 92; the apparently perceivable or relatively easy to detect were 88—this auspicious number served to lull them into complacency.

The brigade aimed to challenge them even in psychological terms.

This factory was originally a distillery with a basement, even featuring a cellar within a cellar, two levels beneath the ground. Once the normal access to the subterranean section was prohibited, their life detectors could not sense any presence from the surface. Only by breaking open the floor directly above the innner cellar could the existence of another layer be discovered.

Inside, there were four trapped persons, all portrayed by real actors.

Of course, there were actually no people there right now, so life detection devices were definitely unable to find them. The assumed scenario was undetectable until they reached that stage of the rescue, at which point people would be placed through the sealed underground stairs.

Still, it wasn’t completely hopeless—they wouldn’t have to discover it all on their own. After rescuing the last person from the cellar on the negative first floor, someone would tell them they heard noises from below and give them a general direction.

All doors and stairs were unusable, and during demolition, they had to consider those beneath them, with the angles of entrapment being bizarre and varied. Given this difficulty, the demolition itself would take over a day.

The director group’s criterion for success was to rescue 90% within two days.

So, as the soldiers shouted their desire to cut the time even shorter, the old Dengs sneered, waiting to see how the soldiers would be taught a harsh lesson by reality.

Fang Huai, of course, was aware of all this and after watching with interest for a while, he returned to the central factory area to join everyone for dinner.

Thanks to the logistics support group, this meal was comprised of six dishes and one soup, all served in large basins.

Front-line soldiers and logistics personnel, each with their own sense of responsibility; those in logistics strived to ensure that the soldiers were well-fed and satisfied. As the rest were committing to the rescue, they too were vigorously chopping and dicing, ensuring quality and quantity.

It wasn’t easy for ten people to provide for the sustenance of three to four hundred soldiers, cadres, and agency staff.

But once everyone had served themselves, the squadrons sat in circles on the vacant lot of the factory grounds, where the voices of squadron leaders PUAing their soldiers could be heard. It seemed no one was in the mood to have a proper meal.

"Did you see? While they are still working inside, I brought you out to eat! Those of you who didn’t go don’t know what it’s like; during the earthquake, there was no food at all! The rations and water we had were all given to the locals! And you still have the nerve to say you’re tired? Let me tell you, tonight, if we don’t rescue three people, don’t think about coming back to the barracks to sleep!"

"I have no other demands! Just one. Today, under that corner of the wall, navigate around the load-bearing wall and rescue the people below! It’s where most are trapped! If other squadrons are rescuing three, we must rescue four! If we fall out of the top ten in rescue performance by the end of the exercise, watch out! Going back, five kilometers, supplies dispersal, barbell squats, are all waiting for you! An old soldier who can’t deliver when it’s crunch time should just go back to being a new recruit!"

"Do you hear that? Do you? Ah? The squadron that has rescued people is going all out, and you still have the nerve to eat? Hurry up! Five minutes, re-enter the battlefield!"

These days, it seems squadron leaders are all somewhat inhumane, even some soldiers deducted points were cursed out by the cadres, with a level of coarseness that was entirely unsuitable for broadcast.