They were all reborn and became firefighters again?

Chapter 423 Fair Scale

Reinforcement actually has the advantage of saving one person and leaving the rest alone.

Water equipment, boats, ropes, etc. are all provided by the Southwest Guizhou Special Service and are left to them to sort out. I heard that they also send the person to the funeral parlor and carry the person to the place where the body is sorted.

Once a police officer comes down, the rest will take two or three hours.

As for the Second Special Service Squadron, they took off their diving suits and rested for more than ten minutes. Cao Yi shouted "Let's go", greeted Li Zhi and the soldiers, got in the car, and set off.

It's quite a bit like the legacy of ancient chivalry.

When I went to the clothes, I learned the name and the name.

When they left, many people pointed at their car and praised it.

A person who has not found a trace for a day will be found in the morning!

The diving experts from the provincial capital are just different!

Everyone in an Iveco sat up straight.

Although everyone does not play a guiding role as in the plan, it is very satisfying to go down and praise the work, and then leave in the eyes of everyone in amazement after the work is completed.

The sun is scorching outside, and it looks refreshing.

Fang Huai couldn't help but take out his mobile phone, took a photo outside, and then took a photo of He Zhijun and Lian Xu in the back row, and edited the MMS message, To: Yang soon.

"Today I went diving with these two idiots in southwest Guizhou."

send.

Real-time reporting.

Soon, the other party sent back a photo.

It was a face looking at the camera with disgust.

It wasn't Yang Shaoqing, it was her roommate, Sun Ya.

The photo was obviously taken suddenly. Sun Ya was sitting on a flower stand, holding a donation box, raising her head, and the meaning of "showing affection will not lead to death" is obvious in her eyes.

"Today, Saturday, we are raising funds for the reconstruction of the disaster area at school.

(^_^)”

Fang Huai looked up.

It’s Saturday, August 8th.

"Director Cao, I will go to the military academy in late September!"

"Hmm...how long will it take?"

Lao Cao thought this was quite magical. Fang Huai, who went to the military academy, was just like going to a meeting. He could go whenever he wanted.

Fang Huai couldn't help but smacked his lips.

"A few months, it depends on the situation! ... Hey, if I go there to stay, I can still take a few months of winter vacation! A noncommissioned officer who has been working for more than ten years has never had such a long vacation! It's a waste, and I still have to accompany you. You rough guys are having no fun celebrating the New Year!"

When Cao Yi heard this, he was still a little dissatisfied. He followed Fang Huai's words and said:

"Then wait until after the National Day before going! The squadron has to go out on duty on the National Day and is very busy! There will also be a work report for the third quarter then..."

Fang Huai's face twisted when he heard this.

Damn, Zhou Bapi is very embarrassed by what you said!

"Haha, it's impossible, absolutely impossible! I've decided to leave after the competition!"

...

Back to the squadron, four o'clock in the afternoon.

Although today is Saturday, the recent team competitions and national competitions have brought a wave of blessings as usual.

The main reason is that Ye Jiahong, this lazy guy, was scolded by Fang Huai yesterday, saying that since I became a cadre, you have been going to the construction site every day to squat and play in the mud.

It’s really playing in the mud.

A few days ago, Fang Huai met Ye Jiahong, who was doing nothing but building a house out of yellow mud while wearing emergency rescue gloves. He also told him with a smile that in fact, when he was in high school, his dream was to study civil engineering.

Ye Jiahong was naturally unhappy.

What is playing in the mud? That’s called childlike fun!

So, I got up early today and organized everyone to practice the 100-meter ladder offensive exercise for a day, and the two groups were compared.

The few people who came back stood nearby and watched them each do something.

One group is 1 minute and 32, and one group is 1 minute and 28.

Not bad. It’s really good that a randomly selected person can achieve this level of training performance.

The time their team won the championship was 1 minute 19 seconds 25, and the second place was just over 1 minute 23 seconds.

But after the two groups were finished, Fang Huai still reminded loudly:

"Huang Yong, when you are in my third position, you have to be more diligent with your hands and feet! The middle sections of the two hoses are on your shoulders. When you run, you have to move forward quickly from your position, and send some forward as appropriate. Only those who are capable can let their hands and feet go!"

"Okay!" Huang Yong raised his hand to answer, but looking at him like that, he didn't seem to be very interested.

Fang Huai noticed it keenly, frowned and asked:

"What's the matter with you?"

Hu Hongzhi, who was collecting water hoses next to him, answered: "Today, Team Ye announced the selection rules for the general team competition. It said that there are only 10 candidates, and they will be selected by the headquarters. Huang Yong may not be able to go. He didn't even have a training class for the competition. Go, I can’t go now.”

Fang Huai looked at Lao Cao next to him in surprise.

"Didn't you ask me to announce this?"

Cao Yi leaned back tactically: "Don't you want to be the mourning bird? We just happened to send out the police, so I asked Ye Jiahong to tell everyone."

Fang Huai clapped his hands silently.

"Stop for a moment and say something!"

Ye Jiahong took advantage of this opportunity to compete with Huang Chongjiu, one person and three people. Hearing the sound, he came over and shouted loudly:

"The leader has returned from the police with important instructions. Everyone applauds!"

Everyone laughed.

Fang Huai curled his lips and said: "The information announced by Captain Ye is wrong! Although the quota for this team's competition is selected by the headquarters, the superiors attach great importance to our squadron! Our squadron's training personnel account for half of the country!

There are four!

Director Huang! I! Assistant He, and monitor Huang Yong! " As soon as these words came out, everyone around was stunned.

They all know that Huang Yong is physically abnormal.

But this time it was a martial arts competition.

Except that Huang Chongjiu is too strong in the cadre ranks and the quota is almost impossible to change, but the physical fitness foundation of the soldiers in the squadron is there, and everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses in training methods. Even if the squadron is selected, Huang Yong may not necessarily be ranked in the top three.

Moreover, there is also a new sequence.

That was the figure who defeated the top horses of several detachments in the last competition.

"How...how did you choose me?" Huang Yong was a little unsure.

Fang Huai said with a serious face: "If the detachment chooses you, it's you. If you are asked to join, you will bring glory to the detachment. What's the reason? What, you don't have confidence?"

Huang Yong's face instantly glowed with vitality, and he shouted: "Have confidence!"

Others also speculated that Fang Huai had some connections.

Everyone was a little moved, but they didn't say anything.

But Lian Xu looked a bit heartbroken and wailed:

"Huh? Why not me?!!"

Fang Huai looked at him sideways.

I never noticed it before, this guy is so familiar, he is really a drama queen.

"What are you pretending to be? You don't know why the corps transferred you here? Will the Liupanshui detachment be convinced if you are sent here? Prepare fully for the national competition! In this corps competition training, you will also participate in all individual exercises! If you don't get into the top 20 individually in the national competition, hey, I'll be your sparring partner when you get back."

Lian Xu was really heartbroken.

Top 20 individual rankings.

There are 10 people in a team. Even if Team XZ and XJ cannot come this year, there are still 300 people!

Fang Huai's sparring partner?

With his abnormal physical strength, Lin Chong was the only one who could insist on training with him to the end during the training class!

Although everyone is a pervert, a training class made Lian Xu realize that there is a difference between a pervert and a pervert.

"...I'll try my best! I didn't promise! I said I'll try my best!"

Seeing Lian Xu's angry look, others felt a little disturbed in their hearts.

This was the original champion of Liupanshui!

The last time we came to participate in the spring team competition training, many people were still discussing how Liupanshui was a dark horse in the series and how powerful they were, treating him as a roadblock and an imaginary enemy.

Unexpectedly, in a blink of an eye, he became a member of their squadron.

Looking at it like that, it seemed that Fang Huai had taken advantage of him.

While everyone was proud of you, they thought about the comparison between the last competition and now, and couldn't help but feel a little enlightened.

"Fang Huai, in this competition, our detachment should be ranked first, right?"

"Yes, Assistant He is here too. Can't we just book the venue for you and him?"

"Yes! You don't even need to go through the preface!"

Fang Huai waved his hand.

"Don't look down on others, how many dark horses will appear in the team every year?

Am I not in my first year? Isn’t even the monitor only in his third year? Monitor Huang, isn’t Assistant He only in his fourth year?

Moreover, in this team competition, we are not rushing to get first place, we must get first place! But our goal should be the team record of all types of drills!

Contestants, get ready for the competition!

Others, please also be vigilant and have strict self-requirements. Next time you compete, you may be among them!

Please take advantage of the platform of the Second Squadron. Our squadron will not select a fixed number of people every time. I can assure you that as long as you work hard enough, everyone will have a chance to participate!

In the martial arts arena, there cannot be a circle of just a few people. This is not conducive to mutual stimulation!

Everyone, if you want to have a good time in the Second Squadron, the detachment, the main team, or the national competition, you must participate once!

We must use the competition to improve everyone's horizons!

In the future selection of squad leader, squad leader, and deputy squad leader, if you have no experience in martial arts competition, there is no need to discuss it!

Although the Second Squadron is moving in the direction of professionalism, physical fitness is the foundation and training methods are the foundation. There are no idlers here!

Our ultimate goal is for everyone to be able to do it! "

"Yes!"

Everyone answered in their loudest voices.

At this moment, Chen Zhenghai stood aside, pinching his waist awkwardly and said:

"Oh, I want to compete too?"

Fang Huai said behind his back: "Special vehicle drivers will also have professional competitions in the future! There will also be competitions for equipment technicians and correspondents! Even when the chief secretary takes up his post, he must conduct training and assessment on logistics and finance! Don't think that non-combatant positions are just There is no competition, they are all the same!

In our squadron, the only one who doesn't need to compete is Chang Ming!

However, I think Chang Ming still has an advantage even if there is a cooking competition! Maybe, their ranking is higher than yours! "

"Hahaha…"

At the mention of Chang Ming, Lian Xu finally smiled again:

"Yes, yes! There are 30 people in Liupanshui Special Service and Guiyang Special Service. They have the same food expenses and the food they eat is completely different!"

At this time, Fang Huai also smiled, patted Lian Xu on the shoulder, and said meaningfully:

"If you say that, it's not necessarily a problem with the cooks. Maybe it's a problem with the division chief. It's also possible that there's a problem with the cadres."

The four cadres looked at each other and smiled.

They are well aware of the tricky things involved in food expenses.

Only then did everyone realize: Yes! Is it just Chang Ming’s credit that everyone eats so well?

We have the same food expenses, but why do some of our squadrons look like sauerkraut bosses even though we have hips and elbows?

When everyone thought about this problem, they looked at Cao Yi and Ye Jiahong, who usually refused to use their food money to engage in any group activities with unclear financial information. During the holidays, they would go out to play in the autumn breeze to fill the bellies of their brothers. Full of respect.

When Director Huang first arrived, he went to the Division Chief several times to ask what accounts he wanted to reconcile with the Division Chief.

As a result, the division chief was about to retire, and he suffered from an illness caused by his early training. He had to use the last period of time when the army had medical insurance to go to the hospital for treatment. Therefore, the detachment leader specially approved that he did not need to stay in the squadron all the time.

The chief of staff also simply handed over many accounts to Chang Ming. He didn't spend much money at all, and most of it was in the hands of cadres.

After Director Huang found out about it, after eating the squadron's meals for a few days, the matter of reconciliation gradually ceased.

Later, everyone found out that he saw the squadron holding a "Special Service Cup" and handing out bonuses, but no one explained to him. He thought someone was looking for a reason to be greedy for money, and he wanted to find out even if he offended people.

As for Fang Huai, it goes without saying that he is greedy for money. If he doesn't have a net worth of tens of millions, he can't afford to serve as a soldier for several years.

When we train and work under such cadres, we feel energetic.

In a squadron, there is no need to deliberately investigate whether anyone is greedy. The stomachs of brothers are a fair scale.

(End of this chapter)