They were all reborn and became firefighters again?

Chapter 314 Actual combat is training!
reporter?
The people below were stunned for a moment.

Lao Cao issued a soul question.

"Why are there reporters in this place? What are you doing here in the mountains, fighting guerrillas?"

Hao Chengbin stepped forward and patted him fiercely:

"What kind of guerrilla fight? They're here to interview Fang Huai! I'll come down quickly to inform you that they're coming soon. CCTV reporters, don't talk nonsense!"

fog grass.

Everyone touched the collar position out of habit.

There are no style buttons, so you can only zip the clothes to the top and then turn them down.

Fang Huai was even more stunned.

"CCTV reporters are here to interview me? I haven't finished my first-class work yet!"

Hao Chengbin hated that iron could not become steel, and pointed at the water surface:

"Flood! The reporter who was interviewing next door just now, the two old people you saved were interviewed just now! I want to find you to understand the situation."

Only then did Fang Huai understand.

harm.

Whenever we cover important events, we must dedicate the good people and good deeds of the people to enrich the ideological and education section.

There are many heroes in our country, but most of them work quietly. To be honest, most of the real heroes cannot be interviewed.

Just like that song: I don’t need you to know me, I don’t want you to know me.

Just like those soldiers who live forever in Sichuan, in "incomplete statistics".

Just like... what happened in Tangjiashan, not to mention that hundreds of media wanted to interview him. Even the yellow reporter Han Wang met sent him text messages many times, saying that fellow journalists wanted his contact information and asked if they could give it to him.

But so far, no interviews have asked him about specific details, and he has never seen Brigadier Jin’s interview in any reports.

But the leaders above all know it.

These days, the public's eyes are on the blackboard. There is no such thing as individual self-media. Control is very strict. Before the external tone of many things is set, no media dares to make an accusation, and it is the same for all reporters.

Big media naturally knows the direction of the upper management, while small media depends on the direction of the big media.

Every era needs heroes.

This is also a question that Fang Huai once thought about in the car: How can the country free people from their self-interest instincts.

Therefore, everyone can still see many heroes in life.

Today, he will undoubtedly become one of them.

"I said, Director Cao, if a reporter comes, should we change our rescue method?" Fang Huai thought about it and said.

"What do you mean?" Cao Yi and Hao Chengbin were both confused.

Fang Huai smiled like an old wall lamp:

"Show professionalism! Didn't you think about it before you set off? Normally you want CCTV reporters to film your training, unless you have a father who is a leader, but today is an opportunity."

When Cao Yi heard this, his face became angry, and he came closer and said, "Do you have any idea?"

Fang Huai looked at the bored trapped people about ten meters away, then looked at the house, and nodded:

"Three 20-meter ropes, a belt, and a D-shaped hook. Bring more, some food and drink, some camouflage uniforms, and a set of folding tents."

Cao Yi immediately understood what he meant: "Crossover?"

Fang Huai nodded: "Crossover."

Cao Yi scratched his head: "The water is so fast and there are still two or three meters of cliff here. How can we cross it?"

Fang Huai shook his head: "The crossing is not accurate, it is not wading, it is flying across."

Cao Yi couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

The fire crossing training these days has not been started for two years. It is in the exploratory stage. There are no various crossing equipment, such as rollers on the rope, rope presses, crossing straps and other labor-saving things.

It can be said that the idea of ​​​​firefighting equipment has not been developed at all, and it is only stuck in the era of "a belt and a rope, carrying an empty call to save people."

All operational ideas are based on this.

Even some methods have been invented, but they cannot be popularized at all, because it is very troublesome to arrange the venue and protect it. It is difficult to practice at the squadron level and accidents are easy to happen. Basically, it is practiced only for competitions at the provincial level and above.

Training also depends entirely on arm strength.

Many things are like this, providing a fulcrum for everyone to rely on their strength to let themselves go.

Therefore, firefighters these days have great brute force, because many things rely on brute force.

"You still need to carry a set of tent bags weighing thirty or forty pounds?! How are you going to get across? And even if you can climb up, can ordinary people climb up?"

Cao Yi was really empty-headed about this aspect. What he wanted to cross was to tie a belt with a safety hook and hang it on a rope, and climb down with the rope hanging on his feet.

But it is easy to go down, but it is difficult to come up.

With this inclination, it would be very difficult for people in the squadron to climb up along the rope, let alone the common people.

There are reporters watching. Don't create any embarrassing scenes. I'm afraid it won't be worth the loss.

Fang Huai frowned and looked at Cao Yi: "You really haven't practiced before? Three-rope rescue!"

"Three ropes?"

Fang Huai suddenly felt that he had nothing to talk to this old Cao who had not participated in training for a long time: "You call Assistant He!"

……

There was a sound of the engine accelerator, the lighting group connected to the diesel engine was activated, and the surroundings suddenly became bright.

"Close the engine cover! Don't get caught in the rain!"

"Bring the rope!"

"The tent bags are packed separately. Assistant He and I will carry the poles and the canopy the other!"

After Fang Huai communicated with He Zhijun, he made arrangements everywhere.The camera crew next to the reporter had their cameras up for a long time. The reporter tried to talk to him several times, but he interrupted him.

"Hello, we are..."

"We are rescuing now, please wait a moment."

Fang Huai didn't give her a chance to sign up for the title at all. Whenever she opened her mouth, he would interrupt her. If she was asked to sign up for CCTV, it would be a bit disrespectful to be so indifferent.

The reporter was a little embarrassed.

But seeing how complicated their preparations were, I became somewhat interested and started to wink at the film crew.

The camera began to pull back and forth, taking pictures of the preparations here and the other side.

During the recording process, reporters do not need to speak. They only need to ask some questions during the interview to guide the interviewees to speak. The footage played on TV does not necessarily include the process of interviewing reporters asking questions. What are the specific questions? The question was asked by the host on the station.

Fang Huai quickly prepared everything and whispered to He Zhijun again: "We have to be fast. Although it is not difficult, it must reflect our speed. It cannot be treated as a rescue, it must be treated as training."

It is impossible for real rescue to reach the speed of training. Training takes a few seconds, but actual combat is generally relatively slow.

The real core meaning of treating training as actual combat is actually the other way around: treating actual combat as training.

He Zhijun smiled confidently and nodded: "Don't worry, as long as you are fast, I can't be slow!"

Fang Huai smiled.

He is worthy of being a permanent member of major competitions and training camps, and the smell of gunpowder comes as soon as he says it.

Integrating competition into life is also a quality.

Rescue begins soon.

Fang Huai first served as an artificial catapult.

Use a rope to tie a big stone together.

The stone was too small to overcome the wind resistance, and it couldn't be wrapped around the rope. He looked for that piece, which weighed more than ten kilograms. Such a big stone, if it wasn't irregular, he couldn't hold it with his hands.

Then he flashed the flashlight to the opposite side a few times to attract their eyes, raised the stone in his hand towards them, and then waved to the side to signal them to stand aside.

Judging from the phenomenon that some gestures can command various animals in the circus, it may be that sign language is the language that can realize the co-prosperity circle in the universe.

The people over there understood instantly and stepped aside one after another.

Fang Huai made sure that the rope was rolled regularly on the ground and would not get knotted. Then he held the stone in his hand, took a step forward, and raised his arms suddenly.

"Go! You."

The big stone was pulled with a rope, and a rainbow was drawn out. It spanned a distance of more than ten meters. It looked so powerful that it hit the soil on the opposite side, but there was no sound.

A simple throw is not something ordinary people can do.

For an ordinary adult male to throw a five-kilogram shot put, it would be a very good result to be able to push it eight or nine meters, and it requires a large sprint distance and throwing technique.

There is only a small platform two to three meters wide here, but we don’t have that condition.

Fang Huai only took one step, and his technique was not very professional, but the seven or eight kilogram stone flew more than ten meters away with a rope.

It's the kind of cow that's visible to the naked eye.

Photography accurately recorded this scene.

This scene was created by their interviewee, so this trip was not in vain.

After confirming where the stone landed, Fang Huai pointed to the house opposite and circled the wall twice.

The person on the other side immediately held the stone in his hands and entered the house, looking for a place to tie the rope.

Judging from the fact that the other side did not untie the rope first, but directly held the stone...

He doesn't seem very smart either.

Therefore, when the rope bridges on both sides were built, Fang Huai still pulled hard to confirm the firmness. Then he turned back, faced He Zhijun, and whispered hesitantly:

"You can look at the rope later. If the other side is not tied properly and breaks, I will have to pull this side and crawl back."

He Zhijun wanted to laugh, but held it back, nodded, put on his emergency rescue gloves, and pulled the rope.

Fang Huai hung up the walkie-talkie, carried the tent bag and a large bag with rope, food and water on his back, and used the D-shaped hook to catch the belt buckle and rope bridge.

Then...raised his hand.

Zhang Yang's magical maneuver on the cliff reappeared.

Fang Huai even looked at Zhang Yang, who was a little higher up the mountain, and looked at him, paying homage to the spirit of "actual combat is training."

Of course, there was no shouting "yes".

Cao Yi and Hao Chengbin next to them both turned their heads and covered their faces, their backs twitching.

This conspicuous bag is so unserious.

He Zhijun praised the venue and shouted: "Let's go!"

With this sound, Fang Huai rose into the sky.

swish swish swish...

What flew by?

The relatively inexperienced reporter next to him had his eyes widened.

Without even taking a breath, everyone is in the middle of the rope bridge?
What's going on today?

This kind of speed should not be seen by ordinary people in the professional fire rescue force...

Right?
Impossible, absolutely impossible. She had seen the rope training of the armed police. If everyone was at this level and had a rope in their hand, what kind of terrain could stop them?

Firefighters are still not allowed to be included in front-line combat forces?
What's wrong today?

This is "Chao Wen Tian Xia" from CCTV [-], not "Military Documentary" from Channel [-] Military Channel!

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