They were all reborn and became firefighters again?

Chapter 458: What’s the use of this?
"Study hard... Okay, but you still have to obey the management and obey the training. After all, it is a military school, and your physical fitness must meet the standards."

Captain Wu felt a little more relaxed and pushed open the door of Class 9.

Inside, there were three folding horses sitting and three standing. Seeing Wu Niandong come in, they all stood up straight.

"Squadron Captain!"

"Jin Guotao, Fang Huai from your class is here. Take him to get something."

Captain Wu's words made everyone in the class look at the young face behind him.

He is Fang Huai.

When they come, the class list is available in the class.

Not only this class, but people in several surrounding classes have talked about Fang Huai, who was reported in Jiujiu Future, countless times, and they all feel that he should be a related household, and a class is a small group. The impression of Fang Huai's name is better than that of the squadron and brigade. All deep.

It was not easy when he first came to the military academy. He was inspected and lectured all day long. Rules were established every day. During the intensive training for admission and the period of queue training, this brother perfectly avoided it. It was impossible for them not to feel a little bit jealous.

Fang Huai turned his head and glanced at Jin Guotao. He felt that the district captain had a strong sense of responsibility and couldn't help but smile:
"It's all work, it's the same everywhere."

Some time ago, I got a few police officers and saved some military merit points. I spent another 5 points to exchange for women's hair style, now it's 68.3.

As for the rank of regular police officer, I was given a note and have to pick it up tomorrow.

Jin Guotao suddenly felt that telling others about the graduation exam was all in vain. Maybe they didn't need to worry at all. The school would just sign and pass it for him.

Jin Guotao was also straightforward in his work. After speaking, he turned around and said:

Hearing that Fang Huai actually cared about his salary, Jin Guotao felt more friendly and more confident. He smiled and said:
"Yes, you are only in the first term, right? I am in my seventh year. After one year of study, I will go back to the squadron and work for another four years. I can also apply for a job transfer. I will try to go home and work as a police officer as soon as possible. Maybe I will have the opportunity to work in an agency. .”

He desperately wants to stay at the grassroots level for a few more years, but some people always want to go to the agency.

Fang Huai wanted to laugh a little.

"It's 7th...I have to go to BJ on the 9th and won't be back until the th. Maybe the time doesn't match up, so forget it."

"There are... military theory classes, in military schools. There must be some of these, but not many. This is not the focus of our study. They are only scheduled once a week or two weeks. The classes in our class are relatively dense, except for the classes of our district team. , and I also listened to it with other district teams, saying that the study tasks for cadre students are heavy, you must be mentally prepared, study by yourself later in the evening and read a book carefully, military school time is precious, don’t waste it.”

There are even "Military Command Theory" and "Computer Application Fundamentals".

"Okay, Captain, I'll take him there now!"

"District Captain, are there any military classes?"

……

Jin Guotao shook his head: "People envy our class, saying that we can be awarded the rank of lieutenant after one year of training, two years of study, and half a year of internship before we are awarded the title. But who knows our hardships? After leaving the military school, there is no hard connection. , from now on I will basically be tied to the squadron and become a grassroots cadre, and the road to promotion..."

Gee tut.

The No. 8 Squadron was generally not well educated, and the pressure of cultural studies was quite high. The top students only had half a year to study, and the courses were so tight that they had a headache. Fang Huai came late, so Jin Guotao couldn't help but remind him.

Sure enough, it is related. You can take up a position before being awarded a rank. The military academy has such a strict system. If people ask for leave, just ask for leave.

Fang Huai pondered for a moment: "Well, I serve as the acting deputy squadron leader in the squadron. The task is relatively heavy. I have to go back in November. I have a job."

Military merit is becoming more and more important. He still has a lot of plans to use and cannot spend it randomly.

He could only say: "...School time is still very beautiful. It's a pity that I didn't stay there for a long time. We all feel that these two semesters are short."

Very lucky.

However, these things do not have a big impact on the Eighth Squadron. Here there are only recommended students and meritorious students, both of which are conditions that only the mainstay can meet. Compared with ordinary students and squad leader key students, the management is relatively loose.

The heavy stack of books in his hand actually made Fang Huai a little anxious.

Hearing this, Jin Guotao glanced at Fang Huai again: "How is your physical fitness?"

"Okay."

"Old Sun, if I don't come back from my self-study later, you can take him directly to the classroom and I will bring him over to you."

Fang Huai listened and laughed: "Well, I think it's pretty good. Study more."

Jin Guotao's eyes widened: "You still want to ask for leave?"

It's hard to say that personal development planning is noble. It can only be said that everyone has their own pursuits.

"After the National Day, the school will organize a sports meeting. Our squadron will have four people for each subject. Do you want to help you sign up for a project?"

As he spoke, he made a "cut" motion with his hand.

"Practical English for Firefighting", "Firefighting Technical Equipment", "Mao Mao Zedong", "Introduction to Law", "Summary of Physics", "Organic Chemistry", "Military Sports"...

They are more curious.

"it is good."

Fang Huai came out with a pile of books, flipping through them and walking.

But looking at Fang Huai's enviably young face, he laughed at himself: "You are different... By the way, how old are you?"

Damn, time is so tight. It’s easy to pass the assessment, but it’s hard to be excellent. Deputy Director Yu asked him to get perfect marks in all subjects. Although it was just a joke, since he was reborn, he has always set the highest standards for himself, so he just rushed to pass. , feeling a bit too indulgent.

The school's academic leader stayed in the office after dinner. He checked Fang Huai's information, asked him to fill in a bunch of forms, and gave him his student certificate and books.

It’s quite complicated to learn.

Fang Huai listened to these sad words. Jin Guotao looked old and couldn't bear to hit him, so he smiled mysteriously:
"It's not important. From now on, everyone will be the same. It would be nice to be promoted. Many important people in our team have not met the requirements for direct promotion. In the future, this road may not be available. We are very lucky. Good job Let’s work at the grassroots level. After all, cadres’ salaries are high.”

Study, study hard.

There were only a few people in the class, so Jin Guotao didn't have many people to talk to. It was inevitable that he had some superficial conversations just now, but when he saw that Fang Huai stopped talking, he didn't say anything more.

The teaching building is quite wide outside, with several buildings connected together, but inside it is actually a circular design with podiums on both sides, making it feel even bigger after entering.

The rooms are densely packed, like the pig cage in "Kung Fu".

Their district team has two study rooms next to each other.

However, the desks and benches inside were so crude that they reminded him of his elementary school days in the 90s.

There is actually a wooden bench with two seats and no backrest in the back row. If you sit too close to one side, the other side will tilt up.

When Fang Huai chose a seat in the classroom and sat down, he felt something in his heart.

If you don't wait until you have money, let the old man come to Kunzhi to donate some.

It’s not just rural areas that China needs to alleviate poverty.

The study room of the Eighth Squadron was surrounded by a bunch of people who were reading books without even bringing pens and paper. Their heads were shaking as they stared at the books. Basically, the books they held in their hands were liberal arts books. Their cultural level was also very low. Don't understand science.

Fang Huai somehow knew that the key to learning was to do the questions, so when he picked up the book, he was relatively confident. The books he chose were also restricted areas in this study room - physics and chemistry.

But within 10 minutes, he raised his head, looked at the white wall in front of him, and sighed.

When I came here, were there any bookstores nearby?

Damn it, no matter how good my memory is, I can’t remember those courses that I spent in my sleep!
Change one, change one.

Fang Huai flipped through the stack of books twice and saw the book with three soldiers wearing helmets of different colors on the cover. He frowned and thought of something. He took out the book while thinking. …

The time for evening self-study passed very quickly. The bell rang. Everyone put their books away and put them on the table as if they were running away, and quickly stood up.

"Fang Huai, let's go."

Jin Guotao was afraid that Fang Huai would not understand the rules, so he shouted specifically.

Fang Huai was flipping through the book, writing, and replied slowly:
"Oh...Okay, you don't have to line up to go back, right?"

"If you want to extend the self-study time, you have to tell the squadron leader."

Fang Huai finally turned around: "Then can you tell the captain? I'll go back after one class. I know the way."

As soon as these words came out, the collective of Class 9 became curious.

Everyone is a scumbag, and the most uncomfortable thing is class and reading. If it weren't for the discipline of the army that requires them to come to self-study and force them to sit here for a full time, they would definitely not come.

Why would someone watch it with gusto and still have to add a clock?

Jin Guotao put his hands behind his back and approached slowly, and the other five people followed him and approached Fang Huai.

Who would have thought that Fang Huai would be flipping through the military command book and taking notes on a Kosovo war case.

A piece of white paper is filled with "resources", "information" and "restricted emergency rescue" written in circles, with lines connecting "virus prevention and decontamination", "handling emergencies" and "protecting key targets" , "preventing secondary disasters", etc., are also connected to "improving organizational efficiency" and "ensuring fire fighting effectiveness."

The things on the paper are very complicated, like the graphic outline of a novel.

Everyone thinks it’s awesome, but also useless.

"Damn it, you study military science? You want to transfer to the People's Liberation Army." Jin Guotao smacked his lips first.

Fang Huai raised his eyebrows, tapped the two big characters in the middle of the paper with his pen, raised his head and said silently:

"You don't know these two words? Xiyiwa means Xiao, Fuang means defense."

Jin Guotao's mouth trembled: "I know these two words, what are the others?"

Fang Huai said speechlessly: "There are some things here that you should know, right? We learned about the wartime responsibilities of firefighting when we were new recruits, don't you know?"

Jin Guotao looked confused: "I haven't led new recruits in several years, how could I know?"

After saying that, he turned to look at the one with the oldest face.

"Man, you know what?"

"...I think there is, but I don't really remember."

The person next to him understood a little more and said: "You are here to maintain stability in the country. Firefighters cannot go abroad. This is all a false proposition. Who can attack our country? If it really comes, it will be ridiculous. The atomic bomb The hydrogen bomb Bang Bang did it with them."

Fang Huai finally heard an understanding voice and couldn't help but leaned back, rubbed the back of his head and said with a smile:
"The state machine does not operate as you think. You must take into account all possible situations. If you really say this, the existence of the armed police is half meaningless. The armed police are responsible for killing two terrorists, desperadoes and guarding prisons internally. To support hundreds of thousands of armed police forces? Recruit more special police officers and everything can be taken care of.

Not to mention war, special invasions, organized terrorist armed sabotage, and premeditated and supported anti-government armed forces are all possible and have even happened. "

These words confused a group of people. They didn't know how to answer. They could only say that they had never thought of it that way.

"The key is, why are you studying this?"

Fang Huai then sneered and changed the subject.

"Interest, interest."

Jin Guotao scratched his head and expressed that he could not understand this kind of interest.

"Uh... If you are a military fan, you should participate in the sports meeting. The outstanding students who place in the sports meeting should go out with the school and communicate with the Kunming Army Academy and the Armed Police Kunming Command College. Their schools have a lot of good stuff."

The two squadrons of recommended students are the main force of the school, and their physical fitness is top-notch. Jin Guotao feels that Fang Huai can come in through this channel. No matter how relevant he is, he should have some strength.

After hearing this, Fang Huai smiled and shook his head.

"Communicate? Exchange hands or exchange legs? Forget it, other colleges have to set up a stage for exchanges. If I fail, even though someone will pay for the medical expenses, I will still have to go to the hospital and lie down for two months. It is not cost-effective."

"What's the point of setting up an arena? We firefighters don't practice fighting, we just have physical exchanges!"

Fang Huai waved his hand: "District Captain, go quickly. Everyone is waiting for you. I'll be back after one class."

He has nothing to be afraid of. The key is that he is not interested. If he does this kind of thing, he will only earn face for the school and come up with some papers with practical significance, which is a good thing.

There are no graduate students in Kunming, and there are very few educated veterans. Ordinary students win with literacy. There may be experts among them, but because ordinary students have only three years of military service and generally lack experience in firefighting, they can only write papers. Relying on the instructor, if I could write a famous paper as a student, I would be the only one who could do it.

As for visiting other military academies, it doesn't make sense. There are a lot of war materials that can be referenced.

The few people around who had done meritorious service felt a little pity when they saw that Fang Huai looked completely uninterested.

Even Wen Jingsong didn't manage the promotion class that came in, and it wasn't like there were no fire fighters. Everyone was quite curious about Fang Huai, a man with great skills and eyes who could take a month and a half off at a time, and there were also some people who wanted to make friends.

But now that I look at it, it seems that they are not very interested in me and others.

"Let's go, let's go back together."

Jin Guotao couldn't understand Fang Huai, so he could only regard this man as a passerby in the class.

Several other people looked at him again and had no choice but to leave.

Fang Huai waited until everyone had left, then chuckled:
"Firefighting, can't go abroad?"

After saying that, he raised his head and thought about it.

After a long while, I wrote on the paper:

Fuel and oil fires, ammunition depot fires, chemical and biological material fires.

Case 1, the Iraq War, the firefighting measures taken by the US military.

Case 2, the war in Afghanistan, the British army’s fire safety precautions, and the US military successfully responded to fires caused by bomb attacks.

Case 3, Kosovo War, NATO military fire safety measures.

Case 4, Gulf War, the US military successfully responded to oil well fires.

Case 5, the Syrian War, the US military used "scorched earth operations"...

"Oh, this hasn't happened yet."

Fang Huai quickly crossed out the fifth item with a pen.

After a while, he wrote, "In contemporary wars, before local governments are occupied and exiled, they often resort to scorched earth resistance and burn all resources..."

As I was writing this, I suddenly remembered a bald man named Jiang.

He wrote "Recover Taiwan by force" again, and stopped at the last word.

He crossed out everything he just said and clicked his tongue.

"Forget it, unity, unity."

(End of this chapter)