They were all reborn and became firefighters again?

Chapter 409 Going and Staying

Lunch, ping ping pong pong.

After Huang Chongjiu's penis was tortured to the point of being opened, everyone's mood was like a dark cloud, and the atmosphere in the meal suddenly became much better.

Except for Huang Chongjiu, who had a gloomy look on his face as he tried to adapt to the atmosphere of the Second Squadron, everyone else was cheerful.

Fang Huai, on the other hand, concentrated on eating.

Breakfast does not count. This is the first serious meal after returning. Fang Huai is sitting at the table in the squadron headquarters. He is so busy that he hits the rim of the bowl with his chopsticks. From time to time, he knocks Ye Jiahong's chopsticks open and eats a big piece of pig. Grab the liver and put it in your mouth.

"What the hell... just went to a training class and learned how to protect your food?"

Ye Jiahong cursed and picked up the spoon, scooped up a large spoonful of pork liver with scallion oil in retaliation, and poured it into the Fang Huai bowl.

"Eat, eat, eat! Eat enough!"

Fang Huai glanced at him: "You know nothing! Throw you over, come back, and let me see how you lick the plate!"

During the training course, he had 17 dreams.

In the early stage, four or five times it was Yang Shaoqing's big white legs, and several times it was the teachers of Dark Chiling, Lola Takizawa, Kirara Asuka, Yua Mikami, and Ai Uehara.

But in the later stages, what appeared most in dreams... was Chang Ming's fat back.

The large round spatula flying next to the stove is a deep guarantee for people who rely on food to keep them full and warm for their lustful desires.

Kung Pao tripe tip, hot kidneys, onion-flavored pork liver, pepper and flax hair and blood, each chopstick is piping hot, yet tender and smooth, and the delicious taste reflects the chef's sincerity for a pig that pays sincerity. The ultimate respect for the internal organs.

I don't eat offal, but I eat large intestine, lamb liver, fried tripe, kidneys, and roasted chicken hearts.

I like to eat whatever Chang Ming makes.

When Fang Huaishuang reached the peak, he couldn't help but wailed:

"Squad leader Chang, I heard that you are going to be discharged from the army? How can I live without you! The Second Squadron cannot live without Chang Ming, just like the West cannot lose Jerusalem!"

This immediately aroused strong resonance from the people around him.

"Yes! Chang Ming, you can't leave!"

"If you leave, we won't be able to enjoy our meals anymore!"

Ye Jiahong loved this kind of troublemaking scene even more. He slapped his chopsticks on the table and started chanting.

"Chang Ming retires and I retire! I will never eat the stinky tofu made by others!"

"Captain Ye is right! If Chang Ming retreats, I will retreat!"

The second squadron collectively started banging chopsticks.

Chang Ming wiped his chubby hands on his apron twice, looked at a group of white-eyed wolves, and hummed:

"I've filled out my intention to retire, and now you want to keep me? Who was it that didn't take me to Wen C for disaster relief because of my poor physical fitness? Who said behind my back that I was fat and couldn't train? Who said I failed the assessment? The face of the Second Squadron? I can’t wait any longer in this shabby kitchen!”

As soon as these words came out, two people felt guilty.

"boom!"

Liu Jianfeng stood up and slapped the case, glaring:

"Who? Who said that?"

Fang Huai wiped his mouth and said with a chuckle: "It's you. You said it in the study room of Class 1. You also said that Chen Zhenghai is also a fat man and can't run. He only has brute strength."

Liu Jianfeng felt numb.

It's over, the humanoid surveillance is back.

"What the hell?"

Chen Zhenghai stood up immediately and slapped him on the back of the head.

"Pull him out in a moment and give him Aruba!"

Ye Jiahong immediately pointed at Liu Jianfeng and cursed angrily: "This son of a bitch chews people's tongues behind their backs all day long! Kill him!"

Fang Huai glanced at Ye Jiahong and said calmly: "And you, you crossed out Chang Ming from the second batch of reinforcements list, right? What do you think Chang Ming does for coming? Could it be that he has Cut off the meat for cooking? You said that in the garage..."

It was as fast as lightning.

Ye Jiahong instantly picked up the spoon and covered Fang Huai with another spoonful of kidney flowers.

"Eat meat! Brother! Eat meat! You look so damn handsome when you don't speak!"

At this time, Cao Yi chuckled, put down his chopsticks, and clapped his hands:

"Don't worry! Chang Ming can't leave! I have lost his intention to retire, and I will not report it to him! If he dares to leave, he will be considered a deserter!"

Everyone was immediately relieved.

"That's right! How can the executive chef of our second squadron leave?"

Chang Ming couldn't laugh or cry: "Director Cao, you are violating your own will!"

That's what he said, but he didn't refute it.

He cooks carefully, which is strongly recognized by his brothers, and he feels warm inside.

His family is not short of money, and he is not worried about his future. If his brothers are willing to continue to eat the food he cooks and don't mind his poor health, he is willing to dedicate another three years.

Every time they had a meal, everyone was happy, and he watched happily from the sidelines, showing off a few words from time to time.

Someone called the recruit away, and when there was no one to help with the cooking, he came out of the kitchen and cursed at the top of his voice, "Don't you even want to eat anymore?" The squad leaders had to quickly return the recruit to the kitchen, so that no one would bother him anymore.

Because everyone recognizes his craftsmanship.

The previous term's cooking squad leader didn't get this kind of treatment. He was very perfunctory in cooking and only came back with a few easy-to-cook dishes. Everyone was unhappy and called people away at every turn, saying that if the rice was made like this, why would he help as a cook?

When Fang Huai left the team, Chang Ming had just taken over. At that time, there were often quarrels because there was no one to help cook in the kitchen.

These are the positions that Chang Ming has worked hard to achieve.

That recognition is very important.

It was precisely because Cao Yi saw through everyone's mentality that he didn't discuss it with him to prevent him from hesitating.

Not allowing him to retire is also an endorsement.

Many people have been working in the army for many years in a daze because of this kind of recognition.

Cao Yi waved his hand to Chang Ming and continued:

"On the other hand, Zeng Zhigao, Sun Jingwu, Shen Hao, Chen Zhenghai, Meng Qiang, Zhang Yang and you guys. Now only Shen Hao has said that he has family arrangements and is sure to quit, and Zhang Yang is sure to want to move. Others, don't quit for a while. I will not give up for a while and think clearly about the next life. At the meeting tonight, everyone will also listen carefully to the squadron's next plan, and then think about whether to join this torrent of fire protection reform!

Firefighters' salary is getting higher year by year, and everyone can see it. More importantly, even if you return home to find a job after you retire, you may not be able to participate in such meaningful things!

Don’t worry about quotas. Our squadron has plenty of quotas. Even if some brothers are not so good at training, there are always non-combat positions in a squadron. You are excellent. I can’t let you go. No one can let you go. If there are brothers who are willing to stay, We are all welcome! "

Everyone was silent for a while when they heard this topic.

Chen Zhenghai, a special vehicle driver and the leader of the squadron driver, has had no accidents in three years and is a pistachio player in the squadron.

Sun Jingwu can also drive any car and is also the squad leader.

Meng Qiang, a clerical correspondent, usually works in the communication room at the corner between the first and second floors. He has never made any mistakes and is becoming more and more proficient in his work.

Zeng Zhigao, the emergency response team, made the best of all kinds of demolition equipment.

Shen Hao was mediocre in all aspects, but he had never been lagging behind in any subject. The squadron's melancholy writer wrote an essay "Firefighting Time" and published it in the corps.

When I think about the possibility of these people leaving, all that comes to mind are the advantages, and all the good memories in every nook and cranny are brought out, while the shortcomings that we usually complain about are gone.

No one is willing to give it up.

People who have thought about leaving are even more reluctant to leave when they look at those familiar faces.

At this time, Shen Hao, who is in his fifth year, may not have expected that he was the only one who was determined to leave. He was stared at by his brothers, and he hesitated to speak:

"Director Cao, I want to... think about it again, okay? Chen Zhenghai told me that I just used the squadron's quota to learn driving this year, and leaving immediately would be a waste of the quota. Chen Zhenghai said that he could take me to drive... I will arrange it at home. job, a few years later…”

Seeing his hesitation, Cao Yi waved his hand and said:

"Come to the team headquarters later and sit down and chat."

Fang Huai finally put down his chopsticks at this time and thought quietly.

……

After meal.

A group of people coaxed and invited Director Huang to the third floor.

Everyone's grievances were exhausted in a symbolic torture in Aruba.

Fang Huai had let everyone vent in a rude way, and it would be rude to make trouble again.

Huang Chongjiu was not used to this kind of intimacy from soldiers, but it seemed to evoke a long-lost expectation from when he first became a cadre, so he followed everyone upstairs half-heartedly.

During the discussion this morning, Fang Huai had something he recognized in his heart: The soldiers of the Second Squadron have already been assigned a very difficult path by Fang Huai, and there is no need for him to create more hardships. His work should be put into other tasks. Place to go.

However, there are still some grudges.

Fang Huai didn't leave after eating, but deliberately walked around the kitchen.

The four recruits had been under Huang Chongjiu's strict discipline for more than a month. Last night, no one dared to come to the shift to talk to Fang Huai. When he came in, it was like a fellow countryman meeting a fellow countryman.

Song Lin, Xiao Haishan and the new recruits were as excited as girls when they came up and gave them a bear hug.

Song Lin screamed strangely: "Fang Huai! Damn it, you're finally here!"

Xiao Haishan was even more furious: "If you don't come back, my girlfriend will become an adult! She came to see me twice last month, and I didn't dare to let her in!"

Fang Huai was stunned for a moment: "Old Biao Xiao, your girlfriend?"

"Tsk, what a nurse! What a nurse!"

"Oh." Fang Huai waved his hand: "Behave well, and I will arrange for you to have her come to the team for dinner. I will discuss with the squadron headquarters about using the mobile phone during the weekend and restore it to you."

After that, Fang Huai walked up to Han Yong again, put his shoulder on his shoulder, and said, "Mr. Han, I have wronged you."

Han Yong sighed.

"We all know that you are going to be a cadre and need help. It's okay. I won't report him, so don't worry."

"Hey, Director Huang, none of us have been beaten by him, it's okay." Song Lin stepped forward and said.

"Me." Wang Peng, as always, wanted to be beaten.

Soon after, Fang Huai stretched out his hand and pinched Wang Peng's head, shouting:

"You didn't get hurt, did you? Repay injustice with injustice, revenge with hatred!"

"Ha ha ha ha…"

This time, the three of them went up and slapped Fang Huai's wrist like an iron vise. Wang Peng couldn't free himself no matter how hard he struggled.

"Do you accept it or not?"

"Do you accept it or not?"

After a beating, Wang Peng finally gave up:

"Submit it!"

Only then did everyone become happy.

Fang Huai had fun with them for a while, then he straightened his face and said:

"During this period, you should also think carefully about whether you want to stay next year. The squadron may have training places in the future, such as diving, driving, communications, and some professional training that the squadron cannot cultivate.

After studying and getting a certificate, it will probably be of some use in society. If you decide to stay, the squadron will give priority to it.

I'm going to be very busy, and I'm afraid I won't have time to take care of you. If you need anything, just come to me in class. "

Several people looked at each other and smiled.

Song Lin patted his arm and said: "I'm afraid I have to go to the squadron headquarters to find you? Don't worry, we have discussed it and we will definitely not embarrass you! In more than four months, we will be superior soldiers It’s a pity that you have already been awarded the rank of officer, so you can’t receive the title with us!”

Fang Huai felt moved in his heart. These soldiers of the same age kept saying that they would not embarrass him, but in fact they did not want him to leave this group of soldiers of the same age.

"Hey, who said we can't receive the title together? I wear two titles! When the rank of private is changed, I will change it with you!"

"Haha, okay! Then you will be our boss for the second year! Boss Fang!"

"Okay, okay, then arrange your seats and see who is second in line!"

After a commotion, Fang Huai walked outside the door.

Picked up the phone, thought about it, and dialed his uncle's number.

(End of this chapter)