They were all reborn and became firefighters again?

Chapter 246 Training Account

The lunch meal was delicious.

Today we have spicy chicken and sweet and sour bayberry soup that is carefully cooked and cooled.

But the newcomers are a bit confused.

Hands shaking, legs numb.

My stomach hurts when I eat while sitting, my legs feel sore when I eat while standing.

It was still difficult to pick up the food, the chopsticks kept shaking, and I had no sense of direction when holding it in my hands.

Look at the tableware of other special service veterans: two big spoons, one for scooping vegetables and one for eating.

So wise.

Damn it, there were 13 events in the morning training!
Three sets of each!

It equals 39 items, such as 15 arm clamps, 30 barbells, 10 grip presses... each count as one.

The meal is served at 12 o'clock on time, and it takes two hours to finish one meal in an average of 3 minutes.

There is no extra rest time, the rest time is only in these 3 minutes.

I felt pretty good at first, and it only took less than 20 minutes to complete a dozen or so projects.

But the weaker you are, the more ruthless you are.

Especially playing with barbells.

The weights for the grip press and squat barbell are generally not heavy, mainly for safety, but they are both exercises in groups of three, with one person pushing and two people protecting.

At first, neither of them felt the need for protection.

But in the third set, when I touched the barbell, I felt like there were thorns on it.

When Zhang Tianwang reached the third group, he still wanted to show off and pushed a few times, but his hand loosened. If the two people protecting him had not been quick and quickly pulled up the barbell, he was almost suffocated by the barbell.

The training methods were completely different from their previous squadrons.

There are some scattered training equipment in the gym and the training room of their old squadron, but they are not as neat as those of the second squadron.

In the past, most of these things were "toys" for playing when bored, or for comrades to compare "who is a real man".

Hey haha ​​a few times, won the applause of other comrades, felt difficult, and put it down, and never had formal training.

But today, Fang Huai combined these things to create their nightmare.

When they came out, Qin Hongjun and Zhou Tiannu, who were more integrated into the second squadron group, were shivering and asking around where they bought their protective gear.

Everyone was very proud and said it was sent by Demon King Fang.

Fang Huai, who was passing by, patted them with a smile and said:

"Hold on for two more days and I'll buy it for you after May Day. I'll be poor these two days."

The two of them were stunned.

After Fang Huai walked over, he asked:
"He... paid for everyone's personal protective equipment with his own money?"

The person next to him laughed: "Have you seen the "Dream Life Column" on the wall on the second floor? Fang Huai, you are not short of money! We are all here to make a living, and he is here to put food for us! If training is Demeng, tell him what you want to eat, and he will definitely try his best to get it for you. The noob in the training tower of the squadron has to eat one or two barbecue meals a week!"

"Oh..." the two of them exclaimed.

Fang Huai's image became three-dimensional in their hearts.

Fang Huai's many efforts in training are far less talked about than his wealthy behavior, which adds a bit more mystery to his fierce image.

However, no matter how rich or wealthy he is, training is the source of the veterans' admiration for him and the root of his respect.

...

in the afternoon.

"one two three four!"

"one two three four!"

Before the five-kilometer run of the second squadron, there was an 800-meter gathering run as a warm-up.

Fang Huai did not lead the team, but hid in the last row, chatting with Hao Chengbin while running.

"Monitor, it's time for you and your sister-in-law to propose marriage, right? It was originally said to be a spring story, but now it's been more than 20 days since Grain Rain. In a few weeks, it will be the beginning of summer!"

Hao Chengbin looked troubled and sighed:

"Originally, I was thinking about meeting Xiao Hei in April. I was embarrassed to say that Xiao Hei left on the fifth day of March, right? On the 10th, I thought... let's wait a month and talk about it after the 10th of next month. "

When Fang Huai heard this, he quickly raised his hand, waved it, and said with a smile:
"It's not necessary. I told Xiao Hei about your proposal before, and he also said he wanted to be the one to give you the ring. He loves to join in the fun so much, so he definitely wants to see it. I think it's May Day, and Yang Shaoqing will come too. , if my sister-in-law cries, she can still help her wipe her tears."

Fang Huai told a little white lie.

He didn't tell Xiao Hei individually about Captain Hao's proposal, but everyone in the squadron knew about it and was looking forward to it.

According to Captain Hao, after the 10th...

If you want to help him propose, you have to go in June.

When he comes back, he will probably have to go to training camp.

Hasn’t this become an autumn story?

The love of a fireman is so difficult. He is so busy with everything that he loses his patience and runs away.Such examples abound.

How come there are so many loyal love stories? They don’t give you much money, you don’t give them much time, and they don’t even give you a promise. The woman ran away and has nothing to do with the profession of firefighter. It’s purely Asking for it.

As soon as Fang Huai said that, Hao Chengbin also fell into deep thought.

"Okay...I'll think about it."

"Haha, think again, dedicate your youth to the country...the next sentence...you know, right?"

"Snapped!"

Hao Chengbin frowned.

"Hey! You kid! Let me tell you, your sister-in-law is very kind to me!"

Fang Huai received a slap on the forehead, but he still said stubbornly: "Yes, yes, you are Jiangxi Aaron Kwok. Girls especially like your handsome face, your monthly income of 3000 yuan, and your admirable and very special personality." What a noble profession, you are still in demand without my sister-in-law, and you still like to insist on fighting on the front line. Father-in-laws and mothers-in-law, when they hear your conditions, they will definitely be eager to marry their daughters to you as a widow."

Mahle Gobi, every sentence touches my heart.

After one sentence, a sense of vigilance that he might become an older leftover man at any time lingered tightly in Hao Chengbin's heart.

"May Day, just May Day! I beg you!"

With a shout, the people at the front of the queue turned around.

"Hao Pai, what are you asking for?"

Hao Chengbin hesitated.

Fang Huai glanced at him.

Hao Chengbin gritted his teeth: "Propose! This May Day, I propose!"

The team suddenly became violent.

"Holy shit! Platoon Leader Hao proposed!"

"What day?"

"May Day, May Day!"

"Hao Pai, I want to eat wedding candy!"

When Hao Chengbin heard this, he became anxious: "No, no, no, May...[-]rd! I'm not ready yet!"

Fang Huai smiled: "Hey, it's so rough and pretentious!"

……

Back to the sky, five kilometers.

The contestants on the playground include Honda Accord, Volvo xc90, Bentley Flying Spur, Ferrari 488, and classic cars that bear the glory of firefighting history, but can't run fast no matter how hard they run.

No matter how hard you press the accelerator, you can only get [-] or [-] yards.

Time is a butcher's knife.

The older second-term sergeants, as well as Hao Chengbin, who was about to enter the marriage grave, looked at the young men flying on the field, breathing heavily and sighing.

After a trip, Fang Huai was thrown by He Zhijun by more than 100 meters, 17 points and 10 points.

He Zhijun scored 17 points, 16 points and 55 points.

Others are broken.

Including Liu Jianfeng and Hu Hongzhi, who are light-bodied and extremely fast in unarmed running, they have reached around 18 points, but they are not far behind some strong men who usually run slower.

The weight-bearing capacity is obviously poor.

I have to practice.

After Fang Huai finished running, he looked at the situation on the field, panted heavily, and went to the car to move the dummy.

By the time Han Yong, who came in last place, reached the finish line, Fang Huai had already returned with the dummy on his shoulders.

With a bang, the red dummy fell to the ground.

This sound simply hit everyone's heart.

Everyone was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Fang Huai smiled: "As usual, it was the assessment just now, and now it's training."

Everyone sighed.

Here again, here again.

Several newcomers were a little surprised.

If this special service team does this in one day, no one will die, right?

But Comrade Zhang Tianwang was completely different. He supported his old waist angrily, looked at the dummy on the ground representing the 400-meter evacuation of materials, and supported his dignity with a forced smile:

"That's right... after running... warm up... phew... it's time to do some short distance training."

Fang Huai nodded and praised: "Look, this is an old comrade! Don't worry, Squad Leader Zhang, the special service team will guarantee your satisfaction."

(End of this chapter)