Mr. Big eats potatoes

[Military Fiction] [Light System] [Slice of Life]
Back then, the fire service was still a branch of the military.
Countless dreaming youths clutching steel guns were assigned to the firefighting forces that only used water guns and cannons.
Fang Huai, a seasoned firefighter, has been reborn? Of course, he's out for money!
Returning home, he found that even the camouflage bags from the Armed Forces Department had been brought back.
......
In an interview.
Fang Huai points to the myriad of Military Merit Medals on his chest.
"Each Military Merit Medal represents a step of my progress."
The reporter nods, "I understand the thrill of being rewarded, I was a soldier too!"
Fang Huai laughs and shakes his head: "No, you really don't understand."
......
This is a story about a military unit, but also a story about life.

After Being Reborn, I became a firefighter again?

The young men were gradually getting familiar with the environment, and time started to race like a fast car or a spirited horse.


But time is a strange thing; once you start running, it feels like it slows down.


The faster you run, the more uncomfortable you feel, and the slower time seems to pass.


This somewhat conforms to the theory of relativity.


"Fang Huai! Three more laps, time to pick up the pace!"


Hao Chengbin stood at the finish line with his arms crossed, watching Fang Huai running closer and then further away, continuously glancing at his stopwatch.


Four and a half laps, 1600 meters, 9 minutes— not speeding up yet? This is the new recruit group's first physical fitness test... was he hiding his skill?


Hearing Hao Chengbin urge him to speed up, Fang Huai had a million 'damn it's in his heart.


I've already been speeding up for the last two laps, okay?


And now, this is just too embarrassing.


Chapter 25 Ultraman? (Seeking Reading on Tuesday)