They were all reborn and became firefighters again?

Chapter 153 You have to surpass Squad Leader Wen!

Fang Huai also wore a picket hat just this morning.

If you put that thing on, everyone will react with disapproval. If you take too much control, it will also attract people's hatred.

It is not unreasonable for the pickets of each unit to be discharged a few days earlier than others.

It's not that the veterans don't understand politics. What happened this morning was spread by word of mouth. Although they didn't stop it, when they gathered in the afternoon and appeared in the corridor one by one, none of them were dressing up or even adjusting their belts while walking.

The training team gathered half an hour early, at two o'clock sharp.

Fang Huai followed the assembled team and planned to take a look at everyone's internal affairs one by one.

Unexpectedly, when I walked to the second training class, I bumped into Wen Jingsong, who was the last to come out.

Fang Huai was not prepared to offend him at first, but when Wen Jingsong saw Fang Huai tilting his head and looking in, he closed the door with a bang.

Fang Huai frowned and looked at him.

Wen Jingsong snorted: "Picket duties include three maintenances: maintaining military appearance and discipline, maintaining order in the operation of military vehicles, maintaining traffic safety, and safeguarding the reputation of the military and the rights and interests of military personnel.

Housekeeping is the responsibility of the squadron.

Why, wearing a white hat, you don’t know who you are anymore?
It’s not like I don’t know a lot of people in the corps’ picket class. I just asked them about their picket duties, and they don’t have as many things to do as you do!

You want to control everything, do you have the power? "

Fang Huai knew something in his mind and laughed, but he suddenly took action, pushed the door open, walked directly inside, turned around and said:
Are you talking to me about responsibilities?Are you sure?

"Comrade, you asked the picket class about the regulations issued by the corps? Have you read them?
Also, according to Article [-] of the management regulations issued by the Corps, training personnel are not allowed to carry mobile phones. From what channel did you ask?
Also, drinking is prohibited. These are the meaning of picketing. I want to see if there are any contraband in the class. What's the problem? "

The several confrontations between Wen Jingsong and Fang Huai were like driving a big BMW but encountering a Volkswagen that overtook him on a highway with complicated road conditions.

Although my car is expensive, my car is not as good as my opponent's, and no one dares to step on the accelerator. I tried to overtake him several times, but almost got into a car accident.

When I got closer, I saw, damn, this Volkswagen actually had letters on the back of its butt, the same as his, six cylinders.

And recently, there is a gradual trend of upgrading eight-cylinder models.

Wen Jingsong wanted to take advantage of the size advantage of his big BMW to hit him, but he was also afraid that his front face would not be as solid as someone else's buttocks. Moreover, the hanging private's backside was recently equipped with a protective net. If he bumped into it, he would be in trouble. No, it’s just a car crash and people are killed.

"Oh, you can check it yourself by how I contacted you. It has nothing to do with me.

Their mobile phones are hidden in the gaps of the quilt. If you have the guts, go and confiscate them all. "

After hearing Jingsong's words, he looked at Fang Huai quietly.

Counterattack an army, I will see how you go.

If you really dare to collect all the cell phones of veterans, just see if they make trouble.

Fang Huai's mind was much faster than his. He just checked the internal affairs, turned around and pretended to be stupid:
"I didn't find it! What, you want to report it? Okay, you find it and I take a look. We both share the credit for finding the contraband."

Reporting on comrades is much more serious than his job of enforcing the law impartially.

If you can report it to them, I dare to accept everything.

Wen Jingsong was so shocked that his mouth moved and he cursed secretly.

The two of them were in a stalemate at the door, and no one dared to do such an outrageous thing.

Finally, I heard Chen Zhechang yelling from downstairs: "People above! Why don't you come down?"

Wen Jingsong made a "hum" sound from deep in his nose, turned around and went downstairs.

Fang Huai also followed downstairs, but did not go in to gather. He just stood in the building and looked at the team gathering outside.

After hearing that Jingsong entered the gathering queue, Chen Zhechang said with some dissatisfaction:
"Hurry up when gathering next time! Don't waste everyone's time!"

Wen Jingsong looked at Fang Huai who was leisurely in the building, took another deep breath, but said nothing.

This time, he came to "upgrade" himself.

Recently, he has clearly felt the negative attitude of the squadron cadres towards the things he proposed.

Rumors among the sergeants of the [-]st Squadron were rampant, and they were talking about what kind of competition only merited promotion.

His skills in martial arts are only average. He would definitely be embarrassed if he went to a national martial arts competition. Practicing martial arts is not something that can be achieved overnight. The training of a complex martial arts technique needs to be calculated in months.

Moreover, preparing the venue is also a troublesome task. The training plan of a squadron cannot revolve around him. If you want to practice hard, you have to join the teaching team and training team that are very strictly managed.

Moreover, when we go to the national competition, thousands of troops and horses cross a single-plank bridge. Every year or two, the chance of getting ahead is very small.

But this time the team's spring competition focused on physical fitness rather than skills, which just hit his strengths.

Moreover, He Zhijun is not here, and there are several well-known fierce men in the team who have gone to Chongqing.

The chance of getting a ranking is greatly increased. Having a good ranking in the team-level competition can be considered a good points increase.

So this time, he dealt with it with full vigor.

"This competition! There are many physical subjects!" Chen Zhechang started to speak with his hands behind his back:

“So, it’s a must to do the horizontal and parallel bars once a day and breathe five kilometers at a time!
We have to take turns to familiarize ourselves with the remaining subjects. I hope you won’t slack off easily just because the subject procedures are relatively simple!
Every subject is an opportunity for you to score points!

After a while, we will do two rounds of horizontal and parallel bars, then a rope climbing training, and in the evening, we will go to the gym for a five-kilometer test!
Tomorrow, I will use the limited space to set up a 400-meter material evacuation turnaround run!Although it is not as intuitive as the 400-meter venue, based on past training results, it can effectively improve performance!

It is set up in the squadron just to give you time to practice more!Practicing frequently is the key to success in all training!

Now, head to the parallel bars and turn right!Let’s go together! "

Fang Huai was still a little disappointed when he heard that there was no hook ladder to go up to the fourth floor and a 15-meter metal ladder to climb this afternoon.

He really wanted to give it a try.

But for training, he could only keep a normal mind. Fang Huai still followed the team and walked towards the horizontal and parallel bars.

When Chen Zhechang saw Fang Huai, he knew that he was a picket, so he slowed down, walked to him and smiled:

"Young man, since I'm watching the training, you don't have to follow the police to follow the rules, right?"

Fang Huai smiled shyly: "Section Chief, I'm not even wearing the helmet belt for patrolling. I'm here to help and learn. If you need my assistance, just call me.

Without the hat, I was just a new recruit. "

Chen Zhechang heard about someone being picketed this morning. Hearing what he said, he was still a little worried and said:
"You can learn and improve if you want. Your instructor Cao said that you won the prize in the new regiment's doctrine competition, which is very good.

However, during training, I still don’t want to go online, which will affect my normal work. I will pay attention to management during training. "

Chen Zhechang also felt helpless. He had led the detachment training team for three years, seven or eight times. As far as he knew, the team's strict investigation style was normal.But I'm afraid of overcorrecting and affecting training.

After hearing what happened this morning, he felt that the new soldier in charge of picketing might have gone too far.

Those who engage in combat training tend to focus on the training results.

Fang Huai was a little speechless. He was being treated as a troublemaker, so he had to say:
"I understand. Don't worry, Section Chief Chen. I'm just watching the squad leaders train and I'm really learning."

Chen Zhechang then patted him on the shoulder and said:
"Well, the squad leaders who came this time are all in excellent physical condition. You might as well take a look at them to improve your horizons.

To develop in many aspects, political study is very important, but good training is more important. "

Fang Huai pouted inwardly.

Damn, what did Director Cao say to others?Why do you feel like you can't do it after listening to this section chief?
In fact, nothing was said.

But today Chen Zhechang just asked Cao Yi why he let a new soldier serve as a picket, and Cao Yi just explained.

Chen Zhechang's guesses were all based on Fang Huai's private epaulettes.

……

"forty!"

"Zhou Yong, why is it that one year has passed and we are still forty? One more!" Chen Zhechang encouraged loudly.

Xiao Hei was gasping for breath as he persisted in hanging on the bar.

For a long time, I couldn't pull one more.

Chen Zhechang turned red when he saw his dark face, and said with some disappointment: "Hey, come down, rest, and prepare for the next round."

Xiao Hei also had some regrets.

He really doesn't like the horizontal bar and prefers leg exercises.

This year, he trained at 37 on the horizontal and parallel bars. He stopped pulling when he was exhausted. The requirements for himself were not as strict as when he was a conscript.

At the critical moment, no matter how hard you try, you can't surpass your peak performance.

"Hey, your Special Service Squadron No. [-], I'm afraid it will be difficult to get high scores now!

According to the standards of this competition, 30 horizontal bar exercises will be worth 15 points, and after 30 exercises, one point will be added to each exercise.

Second, 20 exercises are worth 15 points, and one point will be added to each exercise after 20. If you can’t get a high score for these exercises, what other grades are needed to make up for it? "

Chen Zhechang said and couldn't help but shake his head.

Huang Yong next to him was a little unconvinced when he heard this. He had been in the Second Squadron for half a year, and he still had a sense of belonging. He raised his hand and said:
"Chief Chen, here I come!"

Chen Zhechang glanced at him and then looked at the training book:
"Huang Yong? Transferred from Qingzhen?"

"Yes!"

"Have you ever participated in a martial arts competition? I have an impression."

"Yes!"

Huang Yong has a arrogant character and doesn't even say a word.

What's more, Chen Zhechang just said that the Second Squadron was not good, and he didn't want to say more.

"Okay, get on the bar!"

Huang Yong didn't say any more, and went straight to the fight with a little anger.

"One, two..."

...

"42! Not bad!"

"Four three, four four! OK, hold on!"

"Four five!"

"Four-six! Don't go down! Hold on for one more!"

"Four-seven! Yes!"

"Okay!" There was loud applause nearby.

In fact, most of the non-commissioned officers who participated in the competition had horizontal bar skills ranging from 37 to early [-]s. Xiao Hei's score was not bad, but he was sent by the special service, so his score was nothing.

But Huang Yong's performance has already reached the ceiling of the training team.

Fang Huai looked on, a little dumbfounded.

This squad leader Huang has great potential!Never tried your best before?

Fang Huai saw that he couldn't hold on and was about to lower the bar, so he shouted tentatively: "Monitor Huang, I heard that the monitor can even pull 48! Don't be lower than him!"

Fang Huai knew Huang Yong's arrogance, and this sound was the right medicine.

But this sentence has shut down some county squadrons.

Their information is somewhat limited.

Wen Jingsong, the only superior soldier in the training camp, the son of the logistics minister, could pull 48?
This new recruit on the picket line was even more arrogant in his speech!

What does "lower than him" mean?
Do you understand or not?If you can achieve this result in your second year, our squadron leader will have to treat you like a father!

This sentence indeed successfully aroused Huang Yong's anger.

Damn, what does mentioning Wen Jingsong mean?
Is the horizontal bar the domain of your conscripts?
At this moment, Huang Yong shouted loudly, No. 40 eight, and he couldn't hold it back.

Everyone started clapping vigorously again.

Even Chen Zhechang also praised: "Yes! It's really good! This batch of non-commissioned officers transferred in from the Second Squadron are a treasure!"

But as soon as he finished speaking, Fang Huai at the back of the team let out another tut:
"Monitor Huang, if you can't even do it, you have to surpass him! He might be able to pull 49!"

　I can’t work anymore, my tooth hurts all day long, I haven’t eaten all day, and I’ve taken a lot of medicine. I just struggled to write it. My temples hurt so much all afternoon that I feel groggy. The quality of this writing is guaranteed. No more, take an ibuprofen and see if you can get some sleep.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)