After Being Reborn, I became a firefighter again?

Chapter 578: Chapter 438: Arrival, Tianjin Base_3

"Don’t underestimate the opponent, give it your all! You are stronger than your uncle!"

"Oh?" Fang Huai turned in surprise, "Finally willing to admit I’m stronger than you?" frёeweɓηovel.coɱ

Zhang Zhongting nodded nonchalantly, then patted him on the shoulder.

"If only you could catch up with me in your studies, that would be great. When your mom dropped out to support my education, I didn’t have a schoolbag. I put my books in a back basket, picking pigweed on one side and going to school on the other. Under those conditions, I still scored first in the town on the College Entrance Examination, exceeding the cutoff mark by 40 points. Look at you, with such good conditions for studying and you can’t even get into college. Once the Martial Arts Competition is over, you should really hit the books."

Fang Huai’s face darkened.

I knew it!

This Old Zhang, knowing he can’t show off his physical abilities in front of me, has started to change tracks!

"Hehehe, uncle, I won’t say anything else, but when it comes to being stubborn, I can’t catch up to you, even if I were riding a horse," Fang Huai said.

...

The food in the cafeteria not only tastes bad but they also barely give you any.

Meals are served promptly at 12 o’clock, and it’s only 11 o’clock now.

The five large basins of food look bland, and the dishes that will be served in an hour have already been prepared, covered with a clear plastic lid, placed at the serving window.

Watery vegetable dishes, steamed for an hour with all that steam, it’d be a miracle if they tasted good.

After glancing around, everyone agreed that they’d rather eat instant noodles later.

Old Zhang had no choice but to ask Counselor Sun to take them to report to the dormitory building, while he went out to get something for everyone to eat.

It didn’t matter whether it was pancake rolls or doughnut twists—having such a high-ranking leader personally buying food for them satisfied everyone’s hearts. They all knew that this treatment wasn’t for them, but for Fang Huai, his dear nephew.

Those who have seen Captain Zhang knew that he’s not usually this gentle and refined; he’s a decisively sharp character. When dealing with subordinates below, he doesn’t even blink an eye.

Reporting in the dormitory building, a managing cadre led them inside. The building was large, with slogans from recent leaders about requirements for the troops plastered everywhere. The corridors, plain and simple, the orderly lines, and the brisk back and forth of impressive faces filled with the aura of the troops.

The two hundred or so elites who had already reported in this building were the absolute cream of the crop among the tens of thousands in the Firefighting forces.

Coming here, a sense of honor spontaneously emerged.

Fang Huai found this place, both in his past and present lives, very unfamiliar. It was his first time getting a pass to this high-speed Firefighting track; even an experienced urban driver like himself felt a bit nervous.

It was time to stand the test.

However, some were not unfamiliar.

As the managing cadre was introducing the location of various parts of the base while leading them up to the fourth floor, someone heard voices and poked their head out from the stairs to glance at them.

A voice echoed from the hallway, "Are you from the Hunan General Team?"

The person who popped their head out took another look at them, then turned and said, "No! I didn’t see Hu Zongzhang!"

He Zhijun, who was at the end of the line, heard the voice, hurried up, glanced at the person, tapped his head, and after trying to recall, pointed at the person and laughed, "Jiang... Jiang Guangwen!"

"Oh!" The man’s eyes lit up.

"He Zhijun! I haven’t even looked at your team’s roster yet! Are you competing this year? Why didn’t you come last year?"

He Zhijun nodded, "Yeah, I took a break last year. Worked myself too hard and strained my back."

"Hey, if you’re here, looks like the Guizhou Brigade has to make a ’splash’ this year."

(Still haven’t returned home, it’s been years since I spent the new year at home, might need to stay a couple more days, not too much text in this update, indeed performance of the book has been a bit poor, I’ll start picking up the pace after I get back)