After Being Reborn, I became a firefighter again?

Chapter 506: Chapter 406 The First Step of Leap: Twisting the Rope

Fang Huai was swarmed the moment he returned to the squad.

The news of his promotion had been kept under wraps by Captain Hao at first, yet when Squad Leader Fang, who was also a veteran of the third period, asked, it was difficult for Captain Hao not to disclose it. Consequently, the news spread to Liu Jianfeng, a staunch supporter of Squad Leader Fang.

And so, the whole squadron came to know.

The intelligence dissemination mechanism of the Second Squadron was just like that; the old soldiers mostly kept things close to their chest, but each had their own closely mentored followers.

Fang Huai didn’t have much to say, merely mentioning that he had been appreciated by high-level leadership, but regarding the content of the training program, he only mentioned that everyone would soon study it.

For the fourth period, Hu Peizhou had given him three spots, and training was to begin on the 14th, a taste to be experienced by themselves.

As for the selection of candidates, he had already made up his mind.

In just twenty minutes, Fang Huai had swiftly dealt with everyone’s curiosity.

But as the call to wash up sounded and Fang Huai, full of high spirits, headed to the showers with his green basin, he was unexpectedly intercepted in the corridor by Assistant He, who had been waiting there.

Fang Huai stopped somewhat reluctantly and said,

"You’ve just returned from the training program, you know how desperate I am for a shower, right? Speak quickly if you have something to say."

He Zhijun immediately asked with an air of mystery, "The training program...is there still a slot for promotion?"

Fang Huai laughed, "Why, regretting not having dug deeper? Forget it. It was First Class Merit that unlocked the hidden mission, and I just happened to come across a high-level NPC."

He Zhijun was baffled by his words, but seeing how eager Fang Huai was to shower, he decided to skip that question and continued, "Those maneuvers, can you create conditions for them to learn? Since I came back, I haven’t found a way, so when the squadron renovation was mentioned, I suggested making a transversal platform."

Fang Huai then pondered for a moment and nodded, "Aside from adding this transversal platform, we also need to add a large-sized training tower. If we can complete the training scenarios within the squadron, let’s do it there; for the rest, we can realize it through external training and teaching ourselves. I’ve looked at Old Hu’s teaching plan, and it’s not enough.

Some new things, I will discuss with you first.

You’ll need to cooperate with me during demonstrations.

Apart from you, some people who have been to the training program will soon join our squadron. In the future, in addition to fully comprehending the training program’s material for everyone, we will also need to develop new maneuvers ourselves.

In the future, there will be research and development companies of firefighting equipment cooperating with us to produce equipment needed for these maneuvers.

The task is arduous and the road is long, but we’ll take it one step at a time, don’t worry, there will be plenty of opportunities for you to shine."

He Zhijun listened, his eyes slightly dazzled.

After a prolonged pause, he sighed and said, "You and Captain Hu are the true reform talents. I can’t compare to you, but whatever you wish to do, just command me, I also want to make a contribution."

Fang Huai grinned, "Even if you didn’t come to me, I would have to seek you out. You’re used to working on your own, but we are a team. I hope you can spend more time on training our comrades.

Don’t put so much pressure on yourself; our whole corps isn’t relying solely on you. In time, many talents will join us.

The young non-commissioned officer collective should be led by you. To make leaps, we first need to bond tightly together."

He Zhijun smiled and said, "Alright, I’ll listen to you." freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

Fang Huai nodded and prepared to head to the shower room.

After a thought, he turned back curiously and asked in a low voice, "Hey? Squad Leader He, where did Period One go to?"

A pained expression flashed across He Zhijun’s face.

"Qinghai, the Gobi Desert, Kekexili."

Fang Huai clicked his tongue in astonishment.

Damn, a trek across a no-man’s land.

"You guys...didn’t drink your own urine, did you?"

He Zhijun then shook his head smilingly, "No, it’s just that life there is very hard. After one visit, you realize how important it is to protect the natural environment and promote economic development. Many from our batch want to stay longer in the firefighting forces to contribute to the country for a few more years."

Fang Huai suddenly understood the deeper implication of Hu Peizhou’s arrangement of these "special projects" and felt somewhat enlightened.

Thinking of their journey, it was often in the most difficult conditions that their patriotism was greatly elevated.

To read ten thousand books is not as useful as traveling ten thousand miles.

Fang Huai reflected upon this thoughtfully.

After a long while, he couldn’t help but laugh and say, "If this effect can be achieved, then the funds are indeed well spent. Each of you elites is worth their weight in gold."

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The next day.

Fang Huai spent the whole morning in the Squadron Department, laying it all out: the provisional plan for the squadron that he roughly explained last night, his own ideas, the spots for the training program, Party and government policies, and so on.

By the time they came out for lunch at noon, each had a face full of excitement.

Fang Huai’s grand blueprint had deeply captivated each one of them.

During this half day since his return, he had essentially achieved his goal. freewebnσvel.cѳm

The engine of the squadron’s reform, the Squadron Department and its core members, were the first cog in the wheel; getting these key players turning was crucial for the rest to follow suit.

For the remaining members, clearing their minds of doubts would suffice, Fang Huai had a clear map of the 31 people in his squadron, each eager and howling for training, even Chang Ming, who cooked, knew that a love for training makes a good soldier. After half a year of honing, practically no one was resistant to it anymore.

But to take initiative and think proactively was a trait of just a few, while most were adrift, rushing wherever the tide took them.

Changing their mindset would require continuous ideological engagement, and as more and more activities unfolded, perhaps some would have epiphanies.