NOVEL After Being Reborn, I became a firefighter again? Chapter 550 - 429 What nonsense are you spouting to me?

After Being Reborn, I became a firefighter again?

Chapter 550 - 429 What nonsense are you spouting to me?
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Chapter 550: Chapter 429 What nonsense are you spouting to me?

Fang Huai, who favored taking the initiative, would not adopt a defensive stance when faced with the kind of situation set up by such a sage as Luo.

Originally, he hadn’t planned to show off today.

After all, he was already familiar with the leadership of the whole corps; no matter how well he performed, it wouldn’t result in any additional resources.

The Head of the Corps wouldn’t just allocate more equipment to the Second Squadron because he managed to execute maneuvers swiftly.

But since there were leaders present who had voiced doubts about him, he couldn’t afford not to show off his skills.

Boss Wu also wanted to earn some face, and seeing Fang Huai stepping forward to prove himself, he nodded in satisfaction and said,

"Little Fang, can you break the record while following the standard procedure?"

The surrounding leaders, upon hearing this, each showed an interested expression.

Why is a record called a record?

Are they so easy to break?

Especially Secretary General Hao, who had come specifically to take another close look at the impressive performance he had witnessed earlier. freeweɓnovel.cѳm

As a military enthusiast, and having served as mayor and paid visits to the Troops, the People’s Armed Police, and seen the People’s Liberation Army’s Martial Arts Competitions, he found them to be quick, precise, and ruthless, yet utterly dull.

After all, being a local leader, he couldn’t observe proper military exercises, so what he saw was basically man-to-man combat.

And exercises, he had heard, were pretty much the same story,

This was his first visit to the Firefighting forces in the two years since he took office, and he hadn’t expected this unarmed branch of the service to engage in so much aerial activity, far beyond his imagination.

When Fang Huai heard Boss Wu’s question, the corners of his mouth slightly lifted.

"Reporting to the Corps Captain, I came here to break records! I will strive for the national record, and the corps record is definitely going to be broken!"

Woah, the kid is pretty arrogant.

The leaders all revealed smiles.

It seemed there would be quite the show to watch today.

Boss Wu’s eyes sparkled, sensing the opportunity to gain some prestige.

Fang Huai was a stable performer, and Boss Wu had made a mental note of this during the last Corps Martial Arts Competition.

Well, this incident will surely leave a deep impression on the visiting leaders.

Boss Wu thought for a moment, then pointed to the platform and asked, "You’ve been practicing for quite a while, haven’t you? Are you confident?"

This time, Fang Huai did not immediately answer, instead revealing a cunning trader’s smile.

"Reporting! I’ve practiced for a long time, indeed. So, Corps Captain, I’d like to make a bet with you!"

As these words were spoken, the soldiers and referees collectively changed their expressions.

This guy’s something else.

Daring to bet with the Corps Captain?

The various leaders also began to exchange looks of astonishment.

What they didn’t know, however, was that Boss Wu’s heart skipped a beat, sensing an ominous premonition that the youngster’s appetite for challenge was beyond imagination and that today might be an attempt to force an issue in front of a large crowd.

With this in mind, he gave a meaningful glance to General Luo.

Receiving the signal, General Luo laughed heartily and said,

"Oh? What kind of bet?"

Fang Huai stood at attention, spirited and loud: "Reporting! I intend to break all records in four individual events! I’d like to make a bet with Boss Wu and General Luo. If I can break three out of four records, our Squadron will use the twenty million to get a helicopter!"

"Hmm..."

As soon as these words came out, there were people in the crowd of soldiers who couldn’t control their vocal cords anymore.

But the three from the Second Squadron were thrilled.

He hadn’t forgotten about the helicopter!

Fang Huai had always been boasting to the Second Squadron about future helicopter mobility, air drops across the province and surrounding areas.

Everyone laughed, thinking he was just daydreaming.

But recently, he stopped boasting and became pragmatic, obtaining equipment for the squadron as the Corps’ equipment bidding progressed, asking for some regular equipment and vehicles, at most hoping for two additional troop carriers.

Although these matters weren’t publicly disclosed, everyone heard bits and pieces during mealtime conversations between him and Instructor Cao, and with Huang Zhongjiu practically living at the Squadron Department, he knew very well.

Fang Huai’s ambitions had started to target more obtainable items, just like "Bright Sword" Li Yunlong who slowly brought home three guns and two horses.

But since Fang stopped boasting, there was a slight sense of loss among the group, as the helicopter seemed completely out of reach.

But of course, it’s unrealistic!

That was exactly what Boss Wu was thinking: As expected.

He had let General Luo take over the conversation to give them room to maneuver in response to whatever demands Fang Huai was about to make.

But hearing that a helicopter was desired, he did hesitate slightly.

Twenty million, Boss Wu certainly knew which twenty million that was.

The young man was crafty; the ministry had allocated over 20.6 million, and the Corps had clearly exchanged equipment worth 3 million already, so how could there still be 20 million?

It was just 17.6 million! And furthermore, he was planning to deduct a portion using some equipment that was due to be allocated!

However, he had discussed this with Zhang Zhongting the other day, and if they could truly show results, the Corps would probably still have to help them appeal to the Provincial Government for the helicopter.

A Rescue Helicopter, even domestically produced, would easily cost fifty or sixty million.

The funds were readily available in the Corps’ account, and a helicopter would probably be provided sooner or later, but providing it earlier could be traded for money.

General Luo looked at him.

After a brief consideration, Boss Wu clasped his hands behind his back, chuckled, and looked towards the surrounding leaders.

"Haha, this fellow... Secretary General Hao, they are a pilot Squadron, currently undergoing professional reform according to the ministry’s directive, and are also executing it in Hunan and Guizhou. This reform, it concerns the future of our Firefighting forces..."

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