After Being Reborn, I became a firefighter again?

Chapter 781: Chapter 510: Take You to Eat Seafood (Suggest Watching Together After the Holidays)

"The rain falls heavily; the old hometown’s grass and trees are abundant."

"I heard you’re still guarding the isolated city..."

In the summer of 2010, waiting for Jay Chou’s new album was still something that symbolized the new generation.

Fang Huai stood in the squadron department office, listening to the newly released May song "Fireworks Are Cold" from the computer speakers, and looked thoughtfully out of the window.

He had just received notification that the "Thousand-Hand Guanyin" System, a joint project of three schools, had officially entered the experimental stage. At present, it was being trialed by a specialized combined battalion under Division Commander Jin’s 149th Division, embarking on a six-month process to complete quantitative validation and optimization reforms.

The new generation firefighting system, after a six-month pilot in Guiyang, had begun to be promoted nationwide and completed data bridging.

The development of the People’s Armed Police combat duty command system was also nearing completion.

Xi’an Institute of Modern Control Technology (also known as Institute 203), a subsidiary of the Ordnance Industry Group, took a 34% stake in Huai Power Technology Company, a subsidiary of Huai Power Group, in April, giving it veto power.

Old Fang was truly a top-rated businessman now.

As Huai Power Group’s business gradually expanded, Huai Industrial was also progressively partaking in some factory acquisitions and shareholdings.

The Second Squadron of today was no longer just a regular squadron.

Just take last year, and only these past few months: the April earthquake in Yushu, the Yangtze River flooding in May, the Guanling landslide in Guizhou on June 28, and even the July 11 flood they had just addressed in Chongqing Wanzhou. One major support mission per month, each an outstanding contribution, solidified the reputation of the "Southwest’s First Rescue Squadron."

A squadron of heroes, all its members meritorious.

Two batches of grassroots cadres from the whole corps had completed their training here.

Soon, a "blood replacement plan" for the entire province was to commence. The first group of 16 soldiers would be transferred to Zunyi and the Anshun Brigade, taking with them the Second Squadron’s advanced training experience and emergency rescue techniques to both locations. The selected elites from the two brigades, filled with longing and aspiration, would come here.

The helicopter sounds coming from the back yard and the water sprayed by the new 53-meter ladder truck in front of Fang Huai in the front yard were just a common squadron exercise today. Yet, it also showcased the distinction of this squadron.

But it was still just an ordinary squadron.

Outside the water spray, the street scenery was the same as ever. The Old Soldier’s barbecue, Second Miss Tobacco and Liquor Grocery Store, Chengcheng Hair Salon—it was life as usual for the citizens, and the city they protected remained the same.

Three youngsters with mushroom-cloud-like hairstyles zoomed past the squadron’s door on a single motorcycle, momentarily catching Fang Huai’s eye.

Mainstream, flamboyant, Korean blowouts—the evolution of this cultural trend continued, and he still didn’t understand the difference after reintegrating into this era.

Twisting his neck to check the time, it was 11:20 a.m.—about time.

The guys below probably thought that the squadron’s monthly external support mission had become a rule. Having just returned from disaster relief in Wanzhou, they were all clamoring for a two-day rest. Even the exercise was lax—time to assign them a serious task and tighten their nerves.

Fang Huai thought to himself as he picked up the phone, found a number, and dialed it.

After two rings, laughter came from the phone.

"Commander Fang, are you departing?"

"Not yet. Did you see the CCTV report today on the July 11 flood disaster in Wanzhou? They even interviewed our squadron! We got back just last night, and I apologize, Director Cao, for delaying the exercise originally set for July 14 by two days due to this incident! But we’ll be departing soon, probably arriving in the late afternoon or evening tomorrow. freewebnøvel.com

Also, this exercise might be on a larger scale. I’ve already coordinated with the Hunan Changsha Special Duty First Squadron; as a national pilot squadron, it would be good for our two squadrons to exchange in Dalian. They should also be departing in the afternoon... roughly the same time as us.

Let’s schedule the exercise for the day after tomorrow. After it’s over, I’ll help you look over the new system at the Command Center."

"Oh? That’ll be great! Fantastic! I’ll report to the Corps Captain now. Tomorrow, Dalian, we’ll prepare for your arrival!"

"Hahaha... Forget preparing for my arrival; I’m not used to sharing a bed with another man! Just make sure to arrange the guest house for me. By the way, how are the preparations coming along for the new Fire Protection Law?"

With that question, Cao Gang’s voice hesitated.

"Um... The draft has been prepared once. I’ll show it to you when you get here. Your legal knowledge has drastically improved; you’re learning fast! Almost an expert now! Let’s discuss it when you arrive.

Eh, Little Fang, I’m serious. Are you sure that the draft for the specialized rescue troops will work? For the firefighting service, it’s a major reform! The Fire Protection Law is just a supplement; the key is the system problem!"

Fang Huai listened and glanced at the time again.

"Heh, whether it’s system issues or legal problems, let’s first show it to the leaders of the People’s Congress. After the Eighteenth National Congress the year after next, we’ll officially submit it, and the leaders will naturally decide. Whether it will be successful, I’m not sure either, but I’ll do my best... Anyway, if I don’t leave now, I won’t even make it in time for tomorrow’s lunch. I’ve got to go."

"Haha... You really intend to treat us to a feast, huh! Alright! Call me once you enter Liaoning!"

"Will do. Goodbye, Director Cao!" ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

Fang Huai hung up the phone and, looking into the distance, couldn’t help but chuckle to himself:

"Drastic improvement in legal knowledge... that cost me 60 points of military merit! Heck, maybe I should pursue a Master of Laws and earn a double degree."

He headed downstairs.

Walking to the guard room at the gate, he raised his hand.