They were all reborn and became firefighters again?

Chapter 452 A big move

Today is September 9th, Friday. There is a celebration banquet in the afternoon and the whole squadron has a rest.

However, leaders were coming, and Captain Zhang was also sitting at the squadron headquarters, talking to Director Cao and Captain Ye to understand the situation of the squadron. Although everyone had just returned from the police and was a little tired, they did not go to the third floor to hide. The first class organized themselves to wash the floor, and then the second class washed the cars. If nothing happened, they also helped in the kitchen and cleaning.

Four members of the No. 2 Squadron competed in the competition. The national honors they just received include one individual first place, one individual fifth place, and the team first place. This is the biggest honor the No. 2 Squadron has received since its establishment. No one wants to overshadow it. A little dust.

Fang Huai, the leader of the heroes, was running around in the second squadron.

"Did you call the police again just now? Did it almost explode?"

"Fires are so dangerous. You must be careful and careful! Huh?"

"When you become a cadre, I heard that it will take more than ten years before you can retire. Your father and I are worried about you every day!"

"I told you that you shouldn't have listened to your father and asked you to become a soldier. Your uncle also asked you to work as a firefighter because he said the treatment was good..."

Zhang Mei looked at her son and thought of what she had just heard from Fang Huai's comrades about the police dispatch at noon. She felt that the wealth he had been accumulating recently was a pile of zeros, and Fang Huai's health was the "one".

Men with cars stay in the garage, while men without cars stay in the toilet.

It’s late September, is winter coming?
In Guizhou, it starts to get cold in December! This is a temporary cold wave! Two days later, it’s been 12 degrees Celsius. It’s too hot for me to wear shorts. You want me to wear cotton pants?

As soon as the phrase "second mother" came out, the two women immediately stopped talking.

This is today’s event: Words of Growth in the Honors Room.

Yang Shaoqing's fragrant hand suddenly burst out with thunderous power and covered Fang Huai's mouth.

"Mom, our leader is here. Please chat with Brother Yang for a while! Chat for a while!"

Fang Huai felt relieved.

If you want to see it, love to see it, it will definitely look good.

That’s fine, a dead Taoist friend will not die a poor Taoist.

"I know, I know, I know!

"Young master, Fang Huai has been naughty and ignorant since he was a child..."

the man.

"You usually ask me to exercise well, and the results will be... uh, uh, uh!"

"Hey, Yang is very quick, you just stand here and watch the show? Why don't you say a few words to me?"

Yang Shaoqing's cheeks were red, and Zhang Mei was also staring at the cute "second daughter". The more she looked at her, the more she liked her, and a pleased smile appeared on her face.

No matter how awesome Fang Huai is outside, he will only be convinced by the two women who are most important to him.

A group of people followed the three leaders of the detachment upstairs.

Sometimes, I really want to call the police and have myself arrested.

As soon as Zhang Mei came, the whole squadron had to watch the large-scale documentary "Mother's Love Like a Mountain". Fang Huai was talked about by his mother so much that he walked up and down the squadron. In the meantime, he hid in the toilet for several minutes and squatted in it. Hu Hongzhi saw Fang Huai standing in the pit next to him, doing nothing for a long time. He let out a long "Hey~" and then walked out of the pit with heavy steps.

"...That's what your uncle said. Besides, it's been cold these past two days, and you're wearing such thin clothes! It's going to be winter soon. Why aren't you wearing the cotton sweater and woolen pants I sent you?"

Within two minutes, Fang Huai suddenly saw the administrative car driving into the backyard. He realized that the savior was coming, and immediately rushed to greet it.

Fang Huai took Yang Shaoqing to the third floor to process information on the computer for a while. He just enjoyed the pleasure of working with men and women without getting tired. When he got downstairs, he was chased by his mother and talked about it for half an hour, and finally felt a little numb. .

"Mother".

"Okay, okay, I won't talk about you anymore, but from now on, every time you go to the police, you have to report to mom that you are safe!"

"Okay, okay, Brother Yang, help me forward a copy of the text messages I send you to your second mother!"

My son is more concerned about face.

When I first joined the army, I was asked to read books every day, and I entered the army to take the military academy exam. Why did my tone change again when I became a cadre? ! "

Fang Huai twisted his mouth.

So, in an instant, he forgot his identity as "Mr. Zhang" in the company and started working in his old profession.

Fifteen minutes later, the entire squadron blew the whistle and gathered on the fourth floor.

Fang Huai:......

The kids looked at Fang Huai like this at that time.

But everyone in the squadron will go there once, but few people will go to the honor room for the second time.

"No way! No way! I will tell you to pay attention to your safety every time the police go out, okay?"

The propaganda officer of the detachment kept taking pictures with his camera.

……

Fortunately, when she walked to the backyard, Zhang Mei saw Fang Huai's oncoming comrades staring at his son with teasing eyes. She finally remembered that when Fang Huai was a child, he followed a group of wild children outside to climb over the wall tiles, but she was killed. He found him with Fang Kaiyang, and Fang Kaiyang took him home, and then Fang Huai went on a hunger strike for several days.

So, he looked at the smiling Yang Shaoqing next to him and sent out a distress signal.

The nagging shifted.

It is not a party and government conference room, nor is it a large conference hall.

Yang Shaoqing started blowing air through his mouth again, suppressing a smile and blinking his big eyes.

Captain Zhang spoke from the front, his voice echoing loudly:
"I took a look just now. Your honor room is too small. It will be moved to a new building later and needs to be bigger. Your second squadron has not been established for a long time. It still lacks some history, but it is also a good thing. , the history of the Second Squadron must be created by you.

You have to prove that in the 21st century, the squadrons established in the new era still have the passion and hard-working spirit inherited by the older generation of revolutionaries! "

Political Commissar Cheng smiled and nodded: "I think, let's just make it a hall of honor, let them look at the empty hall to earn honors for the squadron, look at the distant mountains and work hard, and see how many years the second squadron can fill up a hall! "

Li Zhi looked back at the soldiers.

"Do you have the confidence to fill a hall with your honors in ten years?"

The three leaders are all veterans in ideological work. Their words are full of expectations, which makes the soldiers behind them feel excited.

"Have!"

This year, the Second Squadron has changed a lot.

Everyone knows what it was like before.

He Zhijun was seconded to a squadron, and Luo was also transferred to Chongqing. Talents were trained for others, but every time they competed, newcomers could not come up. The veterans were forced by the squadron to rejuvenate and figure out how to keep the provincial capital special service for the squadron. The face of the brand was so bad that Xiong Jie went to the hospital.

The leaders of the main team and detachment come occasionally. Compared with ordinary squadrons, it cannot be said that the frequency is lower, but compared with the first squadron, it is far behind.

They also know that the expectations of them from above are not high, and it is Cao Yi, a cadre who refuses to admit defeat, who is fighting for that tone.

But now, things have changed.

The entire team's attention is focused here. Leaders appear frequently as if they are worthless. Performance opportunities that used to be fought for are now available at any time.

Although the soldiers don't understand many policies and reforms, they know very well that this is not because times have changed and the leaders love the grassroots, but that the Second Squadron has become important.

Fang Huai sometimes casually mentioned some of the things to everyone, such as new cars and equipment, special training, and special subsidies for positions. In other squadrons, it is still the same conditions that hope for the stars and the moon, but cannot come.

The leader's pet squadron, which had been overwhelming them in the past, probably never dared to imagine such a situation.

Changes in people's hearts happen in the smallest details, in the details they see every day. Gradually, everyone has a little pride in their squadron in their state of mind.

The conditions have been met. In fact, there is no need to repeat what Director Cao often said before, "The Second Squadron does not support idlers." Everyone knows in their hearts that if they want to continue to stay in the honorable place of the Second Squadron in the future, they will have to work harder.

Everyone in the Second Squadron came to the small honor room that was inconspicuous in the past with the mentality of pilgrimage again.

Everyone was suddenly worried about gains and losses.

Our honor room is so small. Will the leaders suddenly remember that the second squadron was not outstanding in the past? Will they feel that this year is just because the second squadron produced Fang Huai and the others are not outstanding?

When I came here, I remembered that this is their home.

What's inside is all the belongings they can show off to others.

Maybe I didn't think this place was small and had few honors before, but at this moment, everyone hopes that Fang Huai can speak generously like before, saying that this place will definitely become the most shining place in the entire team in the future.

But Fang Huai didn't speak. He was just a newcomer here.

Fortunately, when I turned on the switch at the door, the lights inside were very good, illuminating the honor which was not too much, very brightly.

Squad leader Fang Hongliang, as a veteran of the squadron, took the lead to stand inside, touching the things inside one by one, and introduced:
"This is the flood season in 02. Our squadron rescued the Xifeng Mountains landslide. The certificate of honor issued by the local government and the group photo left behind. That year...there were many landslides. We had just established the team not long ago. All the people in the squadron were transferred from the county. There are many comrades who are familiar with the situation in the county, and we often go out to provide reinforcements.”

"Several certificates of honor issued by the government are from that year. There were many disasters, and everyone dared to rush."

"Hao Yi." Squad Leader Fang said, his eyes a little red: "Hello, recruit squad leader, several of the fifth-year soldiers he led have been transferred. He Zhijun and his group were originally scheduled to be demobilized. He came to take care of the recruits, but the recruits had not yet left the team. Before New Year's Day, when the truck landslide was rescued, he used the emergency vehicle to support the boom, but the road could not support it, and the people and the vehicle fell down together, and they died."

Cao Yi also said at this moment: "He is the cousin of Platoon Leader Hao, the same grandfather."

Everyone suddenly turned their heads and knew for the first time that Platoon Leader Hao, who was transferred this year, had a long history with the Second Squadron.

Hao Chengbin smiled: "Wow...my grandfather also left this year. Before he left, he even talked about him and told him that Xiao Yi has no children and no brothers. There will be no one to offer incense in the future, so we, as a family, should take more care of him."

Zhang Zhongting put his hands behind his back and said: "Originally, I wanted to transfer Xiao Hao to the First Squadron, but because of this matter, I let him go to the Second Squadron."

As soon as this was said, everyone's eyes became strange.

Everyone knows that Fang Huai was brought by Hao Chengbin.

But no one knew that Hao Chengbin came because of Hao Yi.

The current changes in the Second Squadron are all due to Fang Huai. From this point of view, it is the heroes in the honor room who shine.

An inexplicable sense of fate.

At this moment, Fang Huaixiao looked at the new photo with a bright smile that was hung up a few months ago and said:
"I don't know if Xiao Hei has any brothers who are serving as firefighters."

There was silence for a while.

Chen Zhenghai asked: "How are the two female dolls?" Fang Huai nodded: "It's good, they were discharged from the hospital."

After everyone heard about it, they suddenly felt that this place is really rich. A photo can tell a big story and many lives.

Fang Hongliang continued to talk for a few minutes.

There is joy and there is sadness.

There is excitement and regret.

When telling the stories of some of the people present, Political Commissar Cheng called them by name and asked them to tell their own stories. By the way, they talked about their growth and changes in the Second Squadron.

He Zhijun: "In 06, the squadron asked the leader to sign me up for the first time to participate in the detachment's summer competition. I was a little panicked and didn't want to go. At that time, squad leader Jiang encouraged me and told me to go and experience it, saying that this is The meaning of being a soldier. Later, when I got third place and got on the podium, I felt very satisfied. I made up my mind at that time to go to the end of the competition."

Zhao Jincheng: "That photo is of a fire in a tunnel. When I was in my third year, the squadron received third-class merit for the first time... I was transferred here in the second year. Xiong Jie, Wen Hai, and Zhang Lanjiang, compared with several of us soldiers in the same year, Well, it was lively at that time. Later, each generation became stronger than the previous generation. To be honest, I was disappointed and happy at the same time. The stage of the Second Squadron was even bigger."

Chen Zhenghai: "Well, the second red flag car driver competition of the detachment! Last year, I just transferred from Yunyan Brigade! I won the second place! I remember that the police were dispatched on the way back that afternoon. We added water on the roadside. In rural areas The house was burned to pieces and was destroyed for a day. At the end of the night, it was midnight. Director Cao was sleeping on the side of the road. We were leaving and we couldn’t wake him up if we shouted. Ye Jia... Captain Ye went up and shouted: It’s rekindled! He jumped up Jump up and scare us."

"Hahaha…"

"In the second squadron, the brothers are very motivated, which also affects me. I am taking glucocorticoids and have central obesity, which is difficult to lose. But recently, the doctor said that I can slowly stop taking the medicine. I am going to train with my brothers. , lose weight! I also want to stay in the second period! Continue to contribute to the second squadron!"

Captain Li nodded slowly.

"That's right, Xiao Chen. You are overweight, so don't worry. There will be many special vehicles after the Second Squadron, and we need excellent drivers like you! You can stay in the team, which also relieves us from the pressure of deploying special vehicle drivers. Of course, the Second Squadron will The squadron will also provide you with ample room for improvement!

Whether it's a detachment or a second squadron, we all need talents like you! "

Everyone immediately applauded.

Not only applause for Chen Zhenghai, but also for people in special positions such as Fang Hongliang, Sun Jingwu, Chen Gong, Chang Ming, Meng Qiang.

The approval of the detachment leader proves that these people may not be transferred from the second squadron due to physical performance.

At least they can work hard at their jobs.

Li Zhi looked at the political commissar.

Political Commissar Cheng raised his hand to look at his watch. It was five o'clock.

Dinner was scheduled to start at six o'clock, and this hour was reserved for Xiao Fang.

So, he cleared his throat and concluded:
"Today is a good day for the Second Squadron! The Corps specially commended four comrades of the Second Squadron for achieving particularly outstanding results in the national competition! The Second Squadron was awarded the title of "Guizhou Fire Corps Training Model Squadron"! After dinner, Li Zhi, Zhang Zhi and I would like to propose a toast to you! "

"it is good!"

The soldiers burst into applause this time, and the more they thought about it, the more excited they became.

This competition can at least give the future Hall of Honor a whole wall of pictorials!
The Second Squadron will also send police officers across the province to participate in future detachments, corps, and national competitions to fill the hall with honors. They will also have to leave their names and photos. Those who join the Second Squadron in the future will also shout "I am the Second Squadron." The slogan of joining the team is "XXX soldier", and observe the honor of these seniors!

Fang Huai had no such idea.

Whether he becomes a soldier in the future depends on his struggle.

So, watching the leader's speech end, Fang Huai stood at attention, stood aside, and shouted for the last procedure:
"stand at attention!!"

"Military honor! It is the supreme glory! The merits of soldiers will last forever! Next, comrades, please raise your right hands, swear an oath to the wall of honor, and follow me to review the oath of enlistment!"

Everyone looked solemn and raised their right hands high.

"I swear!"

"I swear!!"

The voice of the second squadron passed through the floors and echoed in the sky.

……

10 minute later.

Zhang Zhi, political commissar Cheng, Li Zhi, and the four cadres of the squadron did not go downstairs, but went straight to the party and government conference room next to them.

As soon as we entered here, the atmosphere was different from before.

The leaders lost their official tone and sat down casually on their benches. Fang Huai took the information and handed it out to the leaders. The three members of the squadron did not get this treatment. To save paper, the three of them read one copy.

Zhang Zhongting took the information and first looked at the thickness, which was only a few pages. He flipped the front and back and said:
"Is this what you showed the bureau leaders that day?"

Li Zhi took a look and saw that Zhang Zhongting didn't know either?
So he smiled coquettishly and said, "This is much less information than the information you showed us this morning."

Zhang Zhongting looked a bit dark.

Are you going a little too far? The detachment leader and the political commissar have all given it to you, but your uncle won’t show it to you?
Fang Huai explained with a smile: "Uncle, this is a matter for the detachment. You are going to the main team soon. It is none of your business. You can just follow and listen."

Zhang Zhi is about to become Mr. Zhang.

It will probably be at the end of the month.

Now, the orders have been issued, but the meeting has not yet been held to announce them. Fang Huai no longer speaks cautiously, and Zhang Zhongting no longer refutes.

Political Commissar Cheng and Li Zhi both looked at Zhang Zhongting and smiled.

This Lao Zhang, who was several years younger than them when he was the regiment leader, was at the same time as them. Now, he has overtaken him as deputy division commander and has become the leader in front of them.

There is also such a nephew who is very powerful.

Youth is capital.

"Leader, what I'm showing you now is only a small part of the morning's information. There isn't much development in that information. I've made it more detailed. The content is on the topic, the construction of the fire command system. "

Fang Huai didn't read the information and started explaining directly.

“The fire command center is the nerve center of the new generation of firefighting, and it also allows firefighting to completely bid farewell to the previous alarm dispatch mode.

The squadron correspondent directly receives the alarm and dispatches it, and then reports it to the brigade detachment, which changes to the detachment system receiving the alarm and the system dispatching the police.

This is a good move. It allows commanders up and down to go through the system at the same time and know what each squadron is doing and whether police have been sent out. This avoids the chaotic situation of dispatching police even if there are police, and unclear reinforcements.

Moreover, I checked and found that in the plan, the system composition of the command center includes an alarm handling system, a plan management system, an auxiliary decision-making system, a GPS clock synchronization system, a video conferencing system, a large detection screen in the command center, and a GPS satellite positioning system. part.

However, I feel it's still not enough.

This nerve center can obviously do many things.

First, regarding the issue of the prepared expert database, I explained in the morning plan that we must do this. We need to master experts in the fields involving possible disaster risks. At critical times, we can quickly call in experts in related fields. Experts are on hand to assist with the process, and of course, approval from relevant departments is required.

Second, the command system of the 110 alarm center and 120 rescue center is not exactly the same as our interface, and the ability to exchange information is poor, which affects the response time and department coordination of rescue to a certain extent.

The most basic thing is that we don’t know which of them will be dispatched, and they don’t know who of us is dispatched. It’s hard to find people and difficult to coordinate.

I believe Li Zhi understands this very well in the morning.

To go a little deeper, it is three-party linkage.

Let me give two examples.

Mountain rescue, there are injured, fire rescue, 120 ambulance, 110 coordination, police escort to clear the way during peak hours.

Jumping off a building and diving are also events that may require the presence of three parties.

There are many such situations.

How to achieve linkage? The government should establish an emergency rescue system, and in the future, the rescue systems of coal, petrochemical and other departments can be linked in.

I think it is not difficult. If the government can authorize it, we can take the lead in it.

This will facilitate unified publicity and make it easier for people to call the police. From now on, our propaganda slogan will not be fire alarm 119, but distress, disaster, 119.

Third, establish a relationship with the Municipal Meteorological Bureau, Municipal Water Conservancy Bureau, Provincial Seismological Bureau, and Municipal Geological Bureau to share resources, coordinate response, and provide rapid support.

The most critical thing at the moment is that their meteorological information, hydrological information, and geological information should be shared with us in real time. These things can not only be used for our dispatches, but also for studying and judging the next rescue situation. I think these things, we are What must be grasped in real time is not waiting for us to ask.

Asking or notifying is itself a cumbersome process, and human laziness can cause many missed opportunities.

There should be dedicated personnel to take care of it and pick out the key information. Even the weekly detachment meetings should take a look at these things and talk about them. This will greatly benefit our rescue preparations. "

"Um…"

The three leaders all nodded.

"Makes sense."

Fang Huai smiled and continued:
"Also, with this information, will our police dispatch order just consist of a simple disaster address, type, number of casualties, etc.?
I think that in the future, our police dispatch list should include changes in local weather and wind direction; for water rescue, there should be water potential and flow rate; for landslide rescue, there should be geological characteristics; for earthquake rescue, there should be large-scale accurate maps of small areas.

I can't say that it will definitely work on the rescue. As long as it works, it will be a huge improvement for us.

System entry takes time. The sooner we master these things and start doing them, the sooner we can establish a complete fire command system. Even in the future, the computer system will be developed enough and the memory will be cheap enough. We can enter all architectural drawings that have passed fire protection acceptance into the system.

A police dispatch slip may become two, three, or four sheets, with a large amount of on-site information attached. All we have to pay is a few seconds of waiting time for automatic printing when the police are dispatched, a few sheets of paper, and a few inks. That's all, what he got in exchange was a comprehensive grasp of the police information. "

The leaders frowned collectively.

“Can our system handle so much?”

The three leaders here all know something about computers. It’s not like the cube hosts in the computer room of the detachment command center have such great capabilities.

Fang Huai nodded firmly: "I predict that the comprehensive improvement of this system will take at least two years, and the nationwide promotion will take at least two to three years. By then, technology and memory will be fully capable of solving it."

Fang Huai's inner plan is of course more than that.

For a country, it doesn't matter if these things are divided into pieces, but once they are aggregated, there is enough need to keep them secret.

While today's firefighting is still a military force, supported by the principle of confidentiality, information should be obtained as early as possible, incorporated into use, and benefited.

This fire command system will be confidential.

A department that has mastered so much national information and used it proficiently for a long time has gained strategic significance. It is necessary to maintain the force structure.

This is a big move.

(End of this chapter)