After Being Reborn, I became a firefighter again?

Chapter 460: Chapter 371: My Beloved Consort, I’m Here!

See what level I’m at?

This frustration had been building up in Fang Huai for more than a day or two.

It was three days now.

In the Squadron, no one could make him hold his breath for three days.

When he first arrived, they had given him a cold welcome, and at that moment he had two strategies in mind: one was to unite with others to challenge them, and the other was to join them and pick on others.

But now, with the challenge posed by Hu Peizhou, he chose the third option.

Invincible.

Fang Huai sighed inwardly.

As his resume grew more impressive, it was becoming easier to work behind the scenes in various units. It was time to set aside the path of the Martial God and take up the role of a strategist.

...

Setting it aside, that was impossible.

This is the Troops.

The sixth day.

These past few days, no vehicles, just legs.

Twenty-five kilometers, twenty-eight kilometers, thirty kilometers.

They had crossed Chongqing’s Yintiao Mountain Range on foot and reached the border of Hubei’s Shennongjia.

The distance of the marches was gradually increasing, and the time for the forced marches was getting longer as well.

Over these days, they went through many rope-related exercises.

The V-shaped Rescue Method.

Ascending and descending with SRT (Single Rope Technique).

Double Rope Horizontal Crossing.

The crossing wasn’t the type Fang Huai demonstrated on television but consisted of a main rope and a traction rope, where the traction rope could bind a person or a stretcher, with a pulley system to traverse the rope bridge.

And these past few days, Fang Huai hadn’t let Hu Peizhou down.

In marching, he was first.

In high-altitude ascending and descending, first.

In Double Rope Horizontal Crossing, first.

He used up 8 o’clock of military merit, and in three days, he didn’t give anyone else a chance.

This, this is the all-around soldier he desired!

Lin Chong was no longer appealing.

But Lin Chong wasn’t one to admit defeat, still keeping the pace ahead of everyone except Fang Huai. Especially in the first half of the run, when his endurance was strong, Fang Huai was pressed a bit, but as the forced march went on longer, Lin Chong was left further and further behind.

Once Fang Huai and Lin Chong’s legs got going, they bounded forward like dogs, the old horse chasing the cart, one fueled by grass, the other by oil. The others couldn’t catch up and had no choice but to honestly follow behind, analyzing their engines’ running modes.

All this made Hu Peizhou’s voice louder and prouder.

Today, it happened again.

"Eight kilometers ahead, no trapped personnel, forced march!"

With Hu Peizhou’s triumphant yell, the whole corps roared.

"Hey, hey, big brother, can we run a bit slower this time? Today we’re not challenging you! Can we rest for a day?"

Fang Huai chuckled and threw the responsibility away, "Is it me who doesn’t want to slow down? If you guys tell Lin Chong to go slower, I’ll slow down!"

"F*ck, Number 1 has even become an instructor, why doesn’t he have a nickname? We all have one, Li Kui and Lin Chong, even the animals have one, he’s so dogged, he should be given a nickname from the Three Kingdoms, Gou Huo!"

"Gou Huo? Was there anyone named that in the Three Kingdoms?"

"Right! The great strategist under Cao Cao! Gou Huo, dog goods, that name is too funny, I wonder if Cao Cao haha..."

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"...Oh my god, that’s Xun Yu! Cao Cao is my idol, one of his top five strategists! Maybe you should stop reading about the Three Kingdoms and stick to comic books instead!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, you actually like Cao Cao, shameless. Liu Bei was a benevolent ruler who helped support the Han dynasty!"

"Benevolent my ass! Liu Bei had long wanted to be emperor. Just look at his adoptive son and his son, Liu Feng, Liu Shan, enshrining themselves as emperors!

Sun Quan, Sun Ce, seizing power!

What they really wanted in their hearts was power!

And look at the straightforward naming in Cao Cao’s family; Cao Cao, Cao Ren, Cao Zhen, Cao Shuang!"

After two seconds of silence, the team burst into laughter.

"Haha! I heard Cao Cao’s father was a eunuch. It reveals his needs!"

"...Why do I feel like if you replace Cao Ren with Cao Pi, it reveals even more needs?"

"Damn, that’s so low!"

"Too lewd!"

"Hahaha..."

With this dirty joke, there was sudden chatting while running.

Unable to catch up, some of the third and fourth tiers simply stopped chasing and ran at a steady pace, conserving their strength.

Eight kilometers wasn’t about showing off strength.

Fang Huai heard their banter. Usually, he would have retorted, but today he couldn’t be bothered with their teasing and hurried forward, chasing after Lin Chong.

The endpoint today held a treasure he coveted.

The training schedule was still tight, using every training spot along the route to master all methods of rope bridge crossing and energy-saving rope climbing.

It was about time to move on to the next phase of training.

However, Fang Huai was slightly disappointed that the method for sending ropes still relied on just one rope-launching gun, and the anchor method only allowed for the vanguard to consider entering the opposite side.

Rope assistance was always about protecting the weaker ones.

If no one was on the other side to cooperate or the trapped person was unconscious, it required someone very strong to reach the opposite cliff base to climb up or swim across in the water. The anchors on both sides had to be secured for others to cross the rope; the first to anchor the rope and the last to untie it needed immense strength.

As for the grappling hooks shown in many TV shows and movies, which can be thrown and hooked onto trees and poles, people have proven through experiments that they are hardly practical. Not to mention the success rate of less than half, even with a ninety percent rate, who would dare try?

Moreover, those ropes thin enough to circle around offered no assistance; they were almost impossible to climb.

The kind of thing in Batman, where nails in the wall can pull a person up flying, is utter nonsense, purely equipment from hell.

This problem still didn’t have a stable solution even after more than ten years.

However, Fang Huai thought that with the technology available more than ten years later, it wasn’t impossible.

He envisioned developing a multi-directional smart flying tiger claw disc that could be remotely opened and closed or even autonomously adjust grip strength, attached to one end of the rope and sent by drone, capturing anchor points through a camera.

After the connection, they could retract the rope from one end and use the camera to observe the state of the anchor point, assessing its stability.

The operation might be a bit cumbersome, but it would excel in safety. Over time, through development, the capturing process could become smarter, and with human judgment, it could ensure maximum safety.

This claw disc shouldn’t be too difficult to make.

Drones... there weren’t many options other than DJI.

At that time, DJI was still a small company that had gone through five rounds of financing before 2018. Investing within the next three or four years should be relatively inexpensive, securing a small percentage of equity, followed by additional investments. With an equity relationship, it would be easy to provide extra funds, encouraging them to develop specialized firefighting and rescue drones for the country sooner rather than later.

DJI indeed became a huge international firm in later years, the most profitable and the biggest spender in the drone industry, an absolute giant, and moreover, it hadn’t gone public. However, a company that had undergone several financings wasn’t too hard to buy into; worst case scenario, just give them a higher valuation than they expected to boost their confidence in raising funds. freeweɓnovel.cøm

Time to raise money.

With so many ways to make money, he wouldn’t mind burning cash in this area.

Focusing on demand on one hand and research and development on the other, all the equipment developed based on requirements could be acquired as samples. He could get his hands on them himself, gaining firsthand experience, and if there were any dissatisfactions, he could directly ask the R&D department to make modifications. That feeling was really cool.

When the time came, he could show off the enticing high-end equipment to his comrades, teasing them: "This is developed by our own company. Want to use it? Wait for the next equipment bidding and see if the whole corps picks it up!"

Call me Brother Yang sweetly, and I’ll gift you one!

What? My uncle? Is my uncle of any use?

Do you still remember our conversation about equipment and helicopters?

When it comes to spending money, please call me Director Fang!

Ha ha ha...

Nobody understands my pretentious blueprint.

"Ah! Haha!"

Feeling refreshed and invigorated, Fang Huai let out a loud yell, charging forward.

A man forever remains a youth at heart; these things took the place of the Cap Busters and Iron Will Train Heroes he dreamt of as a child, becoming the big toys he now longed for.

Toys that could save people from fire and water.

...

"Slow down, slow down, Big Boss..."

Those who desperately followed behind him slowed their pace as they saw the fluttering team flag decelerate.

Lin Chong didn’t stop, charging toward his destination, that large platform.

But Fang Huai’s attention was already captivated by a huge toy not far away.

The slight fatigue on his body seemed to instantly vanish, as if it was plugged into Huawei’s fast charging.

Electrified all over.

Straight 8, Straight 8!

The dragonfly-like appearance, the elongated shape, the camouflage paintwork—no matter where, even here in the wild, it seemed like a firefly in the dark, so distinctive, so exceptional, that melancholic gaze, the sigh-worthy stubble...

Smitten, totally smitten. Today, Yang Shaoqing’s long legs are on hold!

Brother Yang, one cannot serve two masters at once, sorry, you’ll have to wait until I’m bored with it to love you!

"Damn, damn, a helicopter!"

The exclamations from behind eventually arrived with their footsteps.

Suddenly, Fang Huai felt a sense of crisis, as if his little wife was about to be played with by others, and he sped up his steps.

He turned his head back, his gaze fierce.

"Don’t come any closer! I’m getting on first!!"

"Dammit, why do you get to go first? My love, here I come, my love!"

A bunch of rugged men, drooling, surged forward.

...

minutes later.

Everyone stared blankly.

"The pilot went... to have lunch?"

"This door lock... doesn’t seem too advanced, eh? I see a gap here; can it be pried open with a bank card?"

"Stop talking nonsense; this is military hardware! Try prying it and see?"

"It’s so big... It must be at least ten or twenty meters long, right? It looked like a thin dragonfly from afar, how many seats does it have?"

Number 1 touched the helicopter’s body, astonished.

Fang Huai impatiently swatted his hand away, saying:

"This is the Straight 8A! A military transport helicopter—of course, it’s big since it’s a transporter!

The Straight 8 was modeled after France’s ’Super Hornet’! It can seat a dozen or even more than twenty people! There are widened models; the specifics depend on modifications and purpose. It’s 23 meters long, with a rotor diameter of 18.9 meters, and weighs between 7 to 7.5 tons.

As for its performance... this aircraft looks a bit old; its first flight was in ’95, and the ones that went into early service are from 2002. I’m not sure about its exact specs, but the minimum load capacity is at least three tons.

During the earthquake, 12 Straight 8As were dispatched!

Transporting the wounded, carrying cargo, spraying pesticides! When we came back from Beichuan, we saw them too. I was so envious!

If only it were a Straight 8J, a specialized naval transport helicopter with brand new systems. That baby has a large load capacity, but it just started to be equipped by the naval aviation forces last year, and the People’s Armed Police probably don’t have it yet."

As Fang Huai spoke, the others stepped back a bit, observing the large aircraft anew.

Clicking their tongues, they had thought from watching Hong Kong movies that helicopters were small like cars, where cramming in four or five people was a struggle.

Seeing it today, this is what you call a helicopter!

However, someone teased from the side.

"Number 1, you know so much about it, if we let you on, can you fly it?"

Everyone laughed.

This is high-end equipment we’re talking about! Whoever can fly this, they’re called pilots!

But Fang Huai just touched the streamlined fuselage and smiled faintly.

"If you really let me fly it, I’ll do a low flyby for you guys to see."