They were all reborn and became firefighters again?

Chapter 7 Let's Be Personal
Fang Huai took a deep breath, and once again firmly chose the human direction.

Let's just say, life-saving is the priority.

Even if you get another myocardial infarction, you can at least live for more than ten years, so just be a human being.

It's also more convenient to carry on the family line, don't make a family of cattle and horses, it's not good, and parents can't accept it.

[The direction of human enhancement is being bound...]

[Generating rewards...]

[Please choose your reward. 】

[1. Stacked army was Lv1 (skill introduction: you understand)]

[2. Waist strength is slightly improved]

【3. Heart strengthening】

This time it's more or less reliable.

Fang Huai is relatively weak for the skill of being trapped in the army. He has probably regressed after not being in the army for so many years, but it is a bit nonsense to waste such a precious reward opportunity to learn it.

And the quilt outside, no matter how good the technology is, it can’t be folded like the one in the army. The quilts in the army are so neat and hard tied, they all have to be drawn on the line, and those who hold the ponytail to press the edge have to rub it slowly with their hands. Touch it slowly, if you touch it too much, it will obey you.

Some veterans refer to this process as flirting.

If conditions permit, it has to be disassembled, and the edge of the mattress inside is pressed firmly with the quilt cover, and then sewed up again, so that the mattress inside will not run around when folding.

This is called training.

It is said that three-point folding and seven-point repairing, but before that, you have to polish the quilt well. Folding your own quilt by yourself is the most convenient, and you know which line is where.

There is no rush to strengthen the heart.

I can't see the actual effect for the time being, let's wait later, the strength increase is more suitable for his feelings, and the evaluation system.

The myocardial infarction in the previous life was not a genetic disease, it was purely caused by insomnia and staying up late for a long time. Fang Huai could still remember that it was after working overtime and insomnia for three consecutive days that the symptoms of angina pectoris appeared.

Both parents died, life was frustrated, and I was getting older, so I started to have some strange diseases.

It should not be used at the moment.

Even if you are running, no matter how good your heart function is, you must have a combination of core strength and lung function to improve your performance.

With a thought, Fang Huai chose to improve his waist strength.

...

Fang Huai twisted his waist.

I feel that the change is not too big, not even as obvious as the physical examination just now.

I picked up the clothes and looked at them. A small piece of fat on my stomach was still there.

Even when I stretched it straight, I couldn't see my abdominal muscles.

So "slightly"?

Brother System?

The attitude of no one responding seems to tell him: there is no after-sales service for this matter.

Fang Huai is in a bit of trouble now, is this system a little weak?

But the other evolutionary directions given to him just now are not weak in any way!
It must be beyond the limit of human beings!

But at this moment, it seems that there is no such thing as a special function. What kind of skill is something like making a quilt that doesn't even trigger a CD?
Money matters...I'm afraid we still have to deal with it, right?
Anyway, I still have a bit of knowledge of rebirth, earning money is not a big problem, if I really can’t get out, I have this little property at home, All in Moutai or Tencent stocks, buy the shares with dividends and compound interest, at least it can increase hundreds of times Yes, it is enough for him to live comfortably.

Fang Huai stood up with worries, glanced at the second lieutenant, and poured half of the bowl of noodles, which was really hard to swallow, into the bucket next to him.

Cao Peng, who was across the big round table, stared straight-eyed. Seeing him come back and sit down again, he looked at the second lieutenant who was waiting for them to eat noodles at the table next to him. He whispered with some disbelief: "The leader cooked the noodles himself. Did you fall down?"

Several other recruits who were a little drunk from eating noodles also looked up at him.

Fang Huai wiped his mouth and nodded generously: "Well, it's not delicious, and they didn't force you to eat it, so don't eat it if you don't want to eat it."

After that, he turned to the second lieutenant and said, "Chief, can you fall down if you can't eat anymore?"

The second lieutenant smiled sheepishly and nodded: "There is no one in the cafeteria tonight, and I'm not very good at cooking. If you don't want to eat, just pour it out."

Everyone stood up one after another and lined up to fall down.

It's so damn unpalatable, even if there are not enough seasonings, and some of it is not cooked yet, you have to be a bit picky about eating this noodles for pigs.

Cao Peng pulled him to the side with some worry, and whispered: "You...can't you tell us a story? I heard that if the troops don't eat well, they will be punished."

Fang Huai smiled, and said in a low voice: "The second lieutenant has checked his cell phone and watch for several rounds. He is probably a cadre of the base. This is an agency. They are on and off duty here. If we didn't come, they would have already left work. .

You guys are dawdling here, unable to eat, and dare not throw it away. It’s hard for others to say, it’s a waste of rest for others, maybe their girlfriend is still waiting outside! "

Cao Peng turned his head, and sure enough, he saw the second lieutenant stood up with a smile on his face, and started replying messages with his mobile phone.

"Damn it, you're so amazing!"

In fact, Fang Huai still had nothing to say.

He led a group of new recruits carrying large and small bags over to get some noodles in a hurry without waiting for them to go up and put the bags in for inspection. This already showed that they were in a hurry.

"The squad leader will teach you that in addition to training, it is also important to conduct yourself well in the army."

After Old God Fang Huai finished speaking, he stood at No. 1 next to the table and turned around and said loudly.

"Queue up."

Ten recruits quickly lined up behind him.

The second lieutenant patted Fang Huai with satisfaction.

"Target, Xinxunlou, let's go together!"

...

Downstairs of Xinxun Building.

"Fifth Company, Xu Xinliang!"

"To!"

"Zhang Ke!"

"To!"

"Go out and follow Squad Leader Chen."

The second lieutenant took the roster and counted the last two people. Each of the six non-commissioned officers brought one or two recruits.

"Bring each of you back."

Fang Huai is the only one in the seventh company.

It was a strange corporal who didn't introduce himself, and offered to help get Fang Huai's bag.

The moment the corporal took the bag, he weighed it in surprise, then looked in his hand, there was nothing else.

"Didn't bring anything?"

"Tell the squad leader that you have brought the coat, socks and shoes issued by the Armed Forces, as well as a towel, water bottle, and shirt."

"Nothing else?"

Fang Huai opened the camouflage jacket honestly, revealing a gray collar: "There is also a set of thermal underwear."

The corporal chuckled: "No wonder your squad leader Hao likes you."

As he spoke, he was also looking at Fang Huai's expression, curious about their relationship.

Fang Huai smiled shyly: "Thank you monitor."

The squad leader was bothered by the recruits talking too much, and also afraid that the recruits would not say anything. The former was too energetic, while the latter was too nervous. Fang Huai was just right.

The corporal nodded again and led him upstairs.

The sound of "squad leader" and "report" one after another in the building gradually aroused memories.

Two years in the agency, almost three years in the grassroots squadron.

The police were dispatched more than 700 times, but nothing was done.

When he was determined to retire in the fifth year, he was given a third-class merit award, which was of an encouraging nature.

In his previous life, his uncle transferred him from the squadron to the training base to take the military academy exam. His cultural scores were not good enough and he failed to pass the exam as a general student. With his uncle gone, he was left as a non-commissioned officer and took the exam for squad leader. However, he failed the exam because of his physical fitness, so he returned to the squadron and concentrated on recording. The number of times I have been deployed to the police, I hope that five years in the military will not be in vain.

Internal affairs, skills, and physical fitness are all average to below average. There are more than a dozen people in the squadron and three squads. In the fifth year, he has not been the deputy squad leader once, and he is a useless spokesman.

There is inertia in people, and in the next ten years, they have been out of control. I have learned a lot about the world, and I firmly believe that the failure in life is because "someone has a background, and I only have a back." Saohua can tirelessly brainwash young people who are also newcomers to the company for an afternoon.

The skill tree is almost all on point.

He knew the truth about failure, and he tried his best to jump out of the circle of failure, but the pit of death is so devilish that it cannot be pulled out.

He also thought about it when those recruits were discussing on the train just now. He doesn't like to watch "Soldiers Assault", he likes to watch "My Commander, My Regiment", because he can learn from it at every stage of his life. Found the shadow in a TV series.

At first, he looked like a broken leg, cursing and cursing until the 25-year-old Meng was annoyed. Later, he looked like a lost dragon who was satisfied with having a wife and children on the hot bed. Finally, he looked like Kang Ya who looked for hope in the mirror made of bayonets before his death.

He wants to be the head of the dragon, but the fact is that he is not as good as the dog named Gou Rou.

At least I followed the right brother.

This is another complaint.

The inertia of old rotten people.

...

From here, start over.

...

"Dong dong."

"report!"

The corporal leading the way knocked on the door and turned to look at him.

Fang Huai knew in his heart that this was to show him that he had some love for talents.

"Enter."

Fang Huai followed into the office and found that Hao Chengbin was not there, only a lieutenant, a captain, and three corporals.

The squad leader from the previous life, Xiang Zhiyuan, was also there. Seeing him coming in, he glanced at him, but he didn't speak, and his face seemed a little displeased.

"Hello, Chief! Hello, Squad Leader!" Fang Huai found a place to stand by a wall that did not block the door, and shouted in a loud voice.

Seeing that there was no one behind him, Wang Jian greeted him with chopsticks.

"Sit down and eat something."

"Report to the chief, I have eaten!"

Wang Jian nodded and realized that this was a worry-free one. He smiled and pointed to an empty stool: "Okay, then sit here and wait. Your squad leader Hao has gone to the regiment headquarters."

Fang Huai moved to show that he heard it, but did not sit down.

The regiment headquarters is on the third floor, and Hao Chengbin probably went to find Lao Hei.

No one here knows the situation of the base better than him. He was transferred here and stayed there for two years.

This is a regular regiment-level unit. Every winter, some grassroots non-commissioned officers and officers from various cities and counties are transferred to the unit for ten days of intensive training, and then the training of new recruits begins.

Beginning in the spring, when the recruits leave the team, there are all kinds of fire training for local enterprises, as well as various fire fighting competitions in the province.

The leaders of the new regiment headquarters were all concurrently held by base leaders. His uncle had also served as chief officer at the base before, and was later transferred to the provincial capital detachment as deputy detachment leader.

The provincial capital detachment is equipped with a high-ranking deputy division and is the deputy detachment leader at the regimental level.

"Are you familiar with Squad Leader Hao?" Xiang Zhiyuan said abruptly, with two fish bones that had just come out of his mouth.

His eyebrows are very thick, and his speech moves in and out like Crayon Shin-chan.

"Reporting to the squad leader, Squad Leader Hao picked us up! We didn't know each other before!"

"Sports school student?"

"Report to monitor, ordinary high school science students!"

"What special talent do you have?"

"Report to the monitor...no!"

"Where's your talent? Do you have it?"

"Report to the monitor...you can play the guitar, but you can't play it well."

Xiang Zhiyuan put down his chopsticks and looked at him with a calm expression.

"Then why did Squad Leader Hao ask you to pass from our class? Did you ask for it yourself?"

Fang Huai's heart tightened.

It's over, offended people.

Grandpa's story no longer works. How can you learn from the old squad leader? The three corporals in this office must not kill themselves in the future?
"...Squad leader, my grandfather is from Jiangxi...Squad leader Hao has a very friendly accent, so...I took the initiative to chat with squad leader Hao for a while."

Fang Huai gritted his teeth and arranged his grandfather's birthplace from Jiangjin to Jiangxi.

Everyone understands.

When the villagers saw the villagers, their eyes were full of tears. The squad leader Hao wanted to take care of the villagers, so they couldn't say anything.

Wang Jian stood up: "Okay, put your backpack down and wait outside the door."

"Yes!"

Fang Huai put his backpack on the bench, put his only contraband mobile phone on the table, put his camouflage bag on the ground, walked out, and waited for the inspection.

...

It's been a long time, probably because I was a little worried about Fang Huai's flexible mind who can build relationships, so I checked in detail to see if there was any entrainment.

"Why are you standing here?" On the other side of the corridor, Hao Chengbin came over with two pages.

"Squad leader, check inside..." Fang Huai whispered.

"Oh." Hao Chengbin pushed the door open and went in.

Within 2 minutes, Fang Huai came out again with Fang Huai's camouflage bag and backpack.

Of course, Hao Chengbin didn't explain that his cell phone was gone, probably because he felt that a family like his must know what happened.

"You didn't bring enough. Go to class and rest, and I'll buy you something."

Hao Chengbin said as he led him into the class.

Class Nine, in fact, is diagonally opposite the company department, two steps away.

As soon as Hao Chengbin pushed the door open and turned on the light, the two immediately sat up.

The one on the upper bunk on the left is slightly fat, with acne on his face and sleepy eyes.

The flat head of the lower bunk on the right side of the door was dark and had an unnatural expression. After a two-second pause, he fished up the quilt again.

Fang Huai looked at the package of toilet paper that had been pulled out halfway on his upper bunk, laughed for a while, and quickly held back.

Hao Chengbin walked in without being surprised, but when he passed by his bed, he kicked his bed frame with his foot.

"Boom!"

The whole bed was shaking. Fang Huai laughed secretly and couldn't help but wonder whether this panicked brother would not do anything in the future.

There is not much space in the class. There is a table next to the wall when entering the door. There are three vertical beds on the left side, two beds on the right side, and one horizontal bed on the innermost side with bunk beds.

The so-called "class" refers to the dormitory. As long as there is nothing to do, the room for activities is within the dozen or so square meters.

Hao Chengbin put his camouflage bag on the innermost horizontal bed, and turned to ask him.

"Fang Huai, you're here early, please choose a bed."

"Just this one, monitor." Fang Huai pointed to the one in front of Hao Chengbin.

Hao Chengbin put his backpack on the lower bunk and turned around and said: "They are from Fujian and arrived two days earlier than you. You guys have a chat and introduce each other. I'll buy you some toiletries."

Fang Huai looked embarrassed: "Squad leader, I have no money..."

"I know, pay me back after you pay the allowance." Hao Chengbin waved his hand and went out.

The room froze for a moment.

The pointed head on the lower right bunk was staring in the direction of the door, his eyes were in shock, his hands were folded in the quilt, and his eyes began to wander, as if he was confirming whether his life was complete.

The little fat man on the upper left bunk watched his eyes gradually clear up, and began to gather hope.

"Brother... do you have cigarettes on you?"

(End of this chapter)