They were all reborn and became firefighters again?

Chapter 407 Forcing a Consensus

The news broadcast has ended.

According to the rules, after watching the news broadcast, the squad leader on duty should come to the squadron headquarters to ask for instructions on what to do next.

But today, there are too many monitors on duty.

There were four squads, eight squad leaders and deputy squad leaders. Except for Jiang Jun who asked for leave and Liu Jianfeng who was on guard, the five of them stood at the squadron department and shouted reports.

Platoon Leader Hao also happily walked over with his hands behind his back.

Everyone wants to know whether Fang Huai won or lost the game at the squadron headquarters.

"Enter."

The person who called in turned out to be Fang Huai.

Everyone froze when they heard the sound outside the door. When they opened the door, they froze again.

Fang Huai was leaning against a desk with a very casual attitude. Opposite him were three cadres on the sofa.

"What are you doing?" Fang Huai looked sideways and frowned, "What are so many people here for?"

When a group of comrades from the countryside saw Fang Huai like this, they immediately knew that Fang Demon King was still Fang Demon King.

Zhao Jincheng, who was at the front, suddenly said with a serious face:

"Report! I've finished watching the news broadcast!"

Fang Huai said nothing.

As for Cao Yi, he had just finished watching the news. The shocking news was still shocking.

Huang Chongjiu was at a loss.

It stands to reason that this weekend, he was originally going to arrange a political study, but he was also given a political class, and now he doesn't know whether he should be a teacher or a student.

Damn, this tiger skin was too big. It was thrown on his head and his eyes were black.

I originally thought that Fang Huai could only pull two against one at most, but in the end, he pushed these two over together.

One against three!

When Huang Chongjiu saw the soldiers who wanted to see his joke, he wanted to stand up and shout, "I am the deputy instructor, and I am too rude!"

But he knew that after shouting, it might not be the case tomorrow.

He, the captain of the company, could not afford to wave such a big flag a few times.

At that time, he will have to leave the squadron in despair. In the next time, he may not have a fourth chance to work at the grassroots level. It is his fate to stay at the company level until he is 35 years old and transfer to other jobs.

...With this failure, I may not be able to reach 35 even if I kneel down three times in a row.

The wise choice is not to speak.

Look at the ceiling, yes, just look at the ceiling.

However, a voice pulled his eyes back.

"Director Huang, are you the one who arranged the weekend?...I just heard that they said they were quite tired from training this week. Could you please give them some free time to rest on the weekend?"

The voice was quite polite.

Please give me your instructions.

It sounds much better than what I just said.

Huang Chongjiu's complexion returned to some rosy color.

Can I still give orders?

"Uh... Squad Leader Zhao, let's arrange some rest first."

Zhao Jincheng took out the whistle this time, faster than the American Iai.

"Ju~ju! Rest!"

"yeah!!"

The whole squadron cheered like a pack of wild wolves.

"Don't panic." Cao Yi suddenly stood up and said, "Blow the whistle and gather, Fang Huai is back, some things need to be arranged."

"Hey, hey, hey."

Fang Huai stepped forward and stopped him, saying: "Director Cao, what kind of meeting are you holding on the big weekend? Besides, you don't understand everything. How do you announce it? Wait until I make it clear to you, and we'll hold it tomorrow night This meeting is too late."

After that, he turned around, winked at Zhao Jincheng, and closed the door.

The wild wolves outside the door suddenly turned into weasels. A group of people suppressed their excitement and quietly rushed to the happy area on the third floor that they had missed for a long time.

Yeah! It’s a big weekend, what kind of meeting are you holding? Fang Qingtian still knows everyone’s needs!

Fang Huai then turned around, regained his sneer and said, "Secretary, I have something else to discuss with you, this party building..."

……

The sky in the liberated areas is clear.

But what everyone didn't expect was that half an hour later, a face they hated appeared in the liberated area.

Huang Chongjiu, the stinky landmine that explodes when he sees anyone, is on the third floor again.

When someone saw him, they immediately felt that it was over, this guy was going to become a monster again.

But today, Director Huang did not quickly walk into the computer room like before and scold everyone like the head teacher who suddenly appeared.

Instead, he maintained a dry smile that was only 20 to 30% moist at most, and was led into the lounge with two single wavy sofas by Fang Huai.

As soon as the two of them entered, Liu Jianfeng and Hu Hongzhi, who had just been laid off, immediately came out with a look of horror on their faces.

Damn it, why did Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf get wrapped up together?

Fang Yangyang, you have to stand firm! What you represent is our Yangcun!

Inside, the door is closed.

"Director Huang, sit down."

Fang Huai walked into the room, waited until Huang Chongjiu sat down, then sat on another sofa, leaned down, showed some comfort, and then let out a long sigh. "Well……"

Then, start taking off your shoes and socks.

Huang Chongjiu noticed Fang Huai's movements from the corner of his eyes, and turned his head to look at him strangely.

Why do you feel like you've entered a foot-washing city?

Fang Huai chuckled and said, "Funny, Director Huang, I haven't sat on such a comfortable chair for many days."

Then, he picked up his feet and pressed the yellow blisters on the soles of his feet.

Huang Chongjiu only glanced at the soles of his feet and was shocked.

The soles of Fang Huai's feet were black and blue, blood red, yellow blisters, and even darker yellow medicine color. The original white could still be vaguely seen, and there were six or seven colors on one sole.

Fang Huai also observed it himself and said leisurely:

"This training lasted forty days, plus inspections of Olympic venues, including walking and running. I'm afraid it covered two thousand kilometers. For more than thirty days, I trained in the wild and slept on the ground. This time, it was considered a good one. Went on a long march."

"Well... I can see that it's not easy." Huang Chongjiu said with a steady expression on his face.

Fang Huai couldn't help but smile: "It's good. Among the three provinces and one city in southwest China, plus Hunan, I am the first among the 48 elites selected and trained."

Huang Chongjiu hesitated for a moment, not knowing what to say.

What, you want me to praise you?

In fact, Fang Huai was just bragging out of habit. When he saw him stunned, he then smiled and said: "Long March, training, that is the oldest training method of our army, right? It is also our most glorious tradition, then you tell me, why not Can it be implemented in our fire brigade? Director Huang, you have been a soldier for more than ten years, how many times have you been trained?"

Huang Chongjiu seemed to understand that he was talking about the tradition of the army. After thinking about it, he still said:

"A few times, the fire department has to dispatch the police, but it is different and cannot be separated from the jurisdiction."

"Yes." Fang Huai nodded: "Force management must be adapted to local conditions and the times.

That's all I want to say.

The fire brigade in the new era is different from the past. It is no longer an era where several people can be assigned a piece of equipment.

Take this squadron renovation as an example. The investment may exceed 3000 million, or even more. Many new training venues and equipment may be things you have never seen before.

I can say that most of the knowledge you gained during 13 years of growing up in the county squadron will have to be learned all over again when you arrive at the second squadron. "

Huang Chongjiu finally snorted: "You are wrong. I have also worked in the logistics department of the corps. We do not have an equipment department. Many of the equipment information for this corps equipment bidding came from me."

Fang Huai suddenly patted his head with a look of surprise on his face:

"Oh, yes, I forgot about that, you are a knowledgeable person."

Fang Huai deliberately showed off a flaw, which greatly satisfied Huang Chongjiu's self-esteem and saw him sitting straighter.

If you want to talk, you must let the other party take the initiative to acknowledge your topic.

Seeing that he had a sense of participation in the topic, he moved closer and asked, "Director Huang, do you think the new equipment has given you any inspiration?"

"Hmm..." Huang Chongjiu muttered: "The equipment's demolition strength is higher than before, and the water hose labels are more complete. This time, an additional batch of quick-connection devices have been purchased. The connection method of the water hose may have to be changed. There are also a number of electric rocker-arm water cannons.”

Fang Huai shook his head: "Those are just regular upgrades. In my opinion, there are a few small semi-automatic smoke exhaust machines and foam machines that are disruptive."

Upon hearing this, Huang Chongjiu thought for a long time with a tangled expression, and gave a concise reply: "I've heard of it, but it's not easy to use."

"Now, which equipment we think is useful has not passed the trial period? Improvement, this is the pace of the times."

After Fang Huai finished speaking, he gave up playing with his feet, turned to look at Huang Chongjiu, and said seriously:

"If you are in the county squadron, you can just laugh at these things and just be a good police officer. They won't be needed in the short term.

But in a game of chess, each has its own place. The special service team is the experimental field, and our second squadron is the experimental field within the experimental field, the national firefighting pilot unit.

You have to stay here, and you have to learn to accept, use, and even improve all new things.

As the main cadre of the squadron, it is definitely not possible for you to still be immersed in the army environment ten years ago. You must let them accept the new things of the times and update their thinking, and the excellent traditions of the army must be preserved in other ways, such as In party and government construction, officers and soldiers work together.

As for your methods of attacking soldiers and using veterans to scare chickens and monkeys, I suggest you be more restrained. Even if you use them, you must take advantage of the opportunity. If you use too deliberate methods, you will be inferior.

I don't want to change you, but I want to make a three-part agreement with you. When we get here, please integrate into the squadron.

I know your situation very well. Your term is coming soon. If you work well here, there is hope for promotion to deputy battalion or full battalion. Growth cadres generally cannot be promoted. That is because they are restricted to the grassroots level, which is the upper limit of ordinary grassroots units. Even in the main company, only the special service team can reach the deputy battalion level.

And here is about to be a grassroots unit at the battalion level. Where the upper limit of the unit is, there is your upper limit. For you, this is a unique opportunity to work in the army until the age of 44. If you don't seize it, , the entire Guizhou Corps has no room for you.

You must have a clear understanding that it is not the Second Squadron that needs you, but you who need the Second Squadron.

If you want to stay in the army, seize the opportunity. Of course, if you don't want to stay, I will help you transfer back to the organization. Let's not waste time communicating. "

Huang Chongjiu felt as if he was struck by lightning.

Can he still find a way to be promoted to the main camp?

To be honest, after being a cadre for so long, he has almost no idea about these regulations. The cadres have become more educated and younger, which is also a matter of recent years. Anyway, according to the policy, whether he can be promoted or not depends on what the leader says and what he listens to. .

After all, he is a pure soldier. He broke off his finger and saved someone. He suddenly became a cadre from a non-commissioned officer. He came to the second squadron just to make final amends for his failed cadre career.

But after hearing Fang Huai's words, Huang Chongjiu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, feeling his breathing was a little short, and then looked at Fang Huai.

"You are also a growing officer... Do you want to stay here and rely on the second squadron to be promoted to the main battalion?"

Fang Huai raised the corner of his mouth and said with a confident smile: "I don't need it. My academic qualifications can't imprison me. But if there is a chance in the future, we can work together. The second squadron also needs a veteran leader. This will give the second squadron the image , to add some composure.”

Fang Huai's current thoughts are more comprehensive and his thinking is much further. Without affecting the pace of reform, he is willing to use some thoughts to make the No. 2 Squadron, the benchmark he has personally built, more perfect.

He came to Huang Zhongjiu because he was prepared to forcibly reach a consensus with him.

...

20 minutes later, Fang Huai and Huang Chongjiu walked out of the lounge talking and laughing. People who met them along the way were surprised to see Director Huang's scary poker face with a bright smile.

(Chapter 2 Before : midnight)

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